So here’s the new me.
Quite a change, eh?
What? You can’t remember what I used to look like? Well, I haven’t exactly been posting many pictures of me, so here we go. A before picture.
It wasn’t bad. But I was fed up with the long hair and wanted to go short again. So I went to the hairdresser’s, showed them a picture of Ellen DeGeneres and told them I wanted my hair cut like hers.
I guess the hairdresser got a little carried away, because I could be mistaken, but I do think my hair is now shorter than Ellen’s. But never mind. I totally love it!
I mean, look at this:
Isn’t this just awesome?
So that’s my hair taken care of. But what about my clothing style?
You may remember there were some problems with my clothing style.
I wanted more colour in my wardrobe. Most of the clothes I owned didn’t do my androgynous body shape any favours. I wanted a more sophisticated look. And I really needed clothes that wouldn’t turn riding my bike or Spazmobile into some dangerous endeavour.
With all this in mind, I went shopping for clothes at some local secondhand shops. I decided to skip the female clothing section and go straight for the men’s department. And it worked!
I tried on a pair of trousers. It fit like it was tailored for me! I honestly never had a pair of trousers that fit me that well. Not ever. So I tried on another pair of trousers, and then some more.
Not all of them fit. Some were a size (or two) too large. I am rather skinny, after all. But I did find three really nice pairs of trousers that fit me like a second skin.
I bought myself some men’s shirts, a blazer, a waistcoat, a tie (which didn’t look good on me, but looked fabulous on DD-14 who happens to own quite a few ties, so I gave her mine, and got to choose one of hers in return), a hat, two long sleeved men’s tees, a denim jacket and a scarf.
DD-14, wearing “my” new tie
I nicked the last of the hubby’s ties, which he never wore anyway. They’re mine now. I was given a gorgeous walking cane for free at one of the second hand shops.
All in all I probably spent a little over a hundred euros on a complete wardrobe makeover. That’s not a bad deal, and I’m actually quite proud of myself for not buying any new clothes.
And of course, because I’m still participating in the Project 333 and want to keep a minimalist wardrobe, I got rid of many of my old clothes. Obviously, I kept the ones that work well with my new style. I also kept some that I can alter to suit my changed demands, but I boxed these up for now.
Ready to see my new clothes? Here goes!
That’s me in a casual summer outfit. See how well it fits me?
Going for a more distinguished look here:
Yes, I know. I should have ironed the trousers, and I really need to practice tying my tie properly (I’ll ask my Dad to teach me how to do the Windsor knot), but doesn’t this outfit look fantastic on me? I never thought purple would suit me so well!
Showing off my walking cane:
The blazer is (gasp!) women’s wear, but it fits me really well, exudes the right vibes and is a glorious golden brown, so I had to have it.
And finally, another casual outfit:
I absolutely adore the hat, even though it’s visibly worn.
The trousers are the ones I also wear in the previous picture, and as you can see they work just as well in casual attire as in a more formal outfit.
Even though I still need to add some accessories like cuff links, belts, and tie clips (oh, and maybe a bow tie as well), I think my wardrobe makeover is a success.
My wardrobe is definitely non-conformist and sophisticated. My clothes are comfortable, and even though not entirely fuss-free, they’re not all too labour-intensive either. I feel my wardrobe is more creative now than it was before, and it’s also minimalist. My current wardrobe would actually fit into one suitcase.
With my new clothing style, I really and quite literally stepped out of the closet for all to see. I’m no stealth dyke anymore. Now just one question remains: What kind of butch am I?
Am I a dapper butch like Susan Herr, a classic soft butch like Ellen DeGeneres, a geeky butch like DeAnne Smith, or an artisan butch like Alison Bechdel?
What do you think?