I recently listened to a fashion podcast when it dawned on me: the people who are really into style and fashion are the ones that are very interested in it. It's something they really enjoy.
It cleared up an old mystery for me; which is, why I have never had any fashion sense. I'm just not interested. Sure, I like to "look cute" . . . but when it comes right down to it, I just don't have it in me. Ditto on the make-up and hair. I'm not willing to commit the time and effort when I could be doing something else. So that's why. Whew! I thought there was something wrong with me.
I used to assume it was a deficiency not be imbued with any sense in this area, but now I have the maturity and experience to realize that it takes all kinds. We all have our own specialties. What a gift.
Mind blown. Again.
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