Sometimes it seems to me that youth is the time when we learn to balance between external impressions and the inner self. πΏ I want to feel desired, but at the same time not to lose myself, not to turn into something that just “looks nice”. In every outfit I choose, there is a piece of me: bold, confident, sometimes a little naive, but always real. β¨
And yet, sometimes I catch myself thinking: is it worth dressing up for someone? πΆπ«οΈ Maybe it's more important to enjoy your looks yourself, and compliments are just a nice bonus? But on the other hand, it's nice to realize that your youth and energy can attract attention, that someone likes your audacity and style. πΈ
Have you ever thought that outfits in your youth are not only a way to be noticed by men, but also a tool of self-expression, through which we learn to understand ourselves and our desires? ππ