Wednesday, August 25, 2010

I'm hardly posting these days and it's not because I don't have anything to write, but somehow I just don't know how to write it.

Well, I'm not a naturally happy or optimistic person. I think alot and I think all the time. I panic easily and I have tons of worries. And it gets worse when one gets older.

Or when I know I'm starting to age.

Yes that word. Feel it on my face, in my body and probably everything around me. I see something I like when I shop and then it hits me.

" No I can't wear that. It's too young for me."

People tell me I look younger than my age ( no I'm not boasting ) and IF it's true it is only because of my height(or rather the lack of it). And probably the way I dress in shorts-slippers-backpack combo make me seem younger than I really am. Even so, it does come a time when clothes become too 'cutesy' or 'kiddy' for me. And the time is now.

Well it's not that I am all out to dress that way or try skim 5 yrs off my age. They're just really comfortable clothing. Office and elegant wear is not cut out for my personality or body shape (time to shed the weight) Now when I find ageing spots and peeling skin which never existed 1 year ago, I realised that maybe it's time to evaluate what's suitable for me.

Urgh forget it the thought of office wear is repulsive.