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Fashion Woes.
I've been having the darndest struggle when it comes to clothing options!

After I got married, my husband and I were able to get me caught up on all the bills that I'd been so dreadfully worried about. This in and of itself is amazing, and has been something of a stumbling block for me; I've been so used to worrying about money and the future for so long! It's rather a shock not to have anything deeply serious and/or depressing to spend all my emotional thought processes on...so of course my mind has to come up with frivolous things to worry about.

Yes, yes, I know; worry is a sin, and I admit, I'm addicted to worry. Oddly enough, I don't feel normal if I'm not worried about something! Despite that 'normal' feeling, I don't -want- to be one of those fussy women who always worry about the darndest things.

That being said, something that has become intensely important to me as of late is finding the right fashion style. I am SICK. TO. DEATH. of the "fashions" that modern American society tells me I should wear, since this shirt is only $10 and that pair of jeans is only $20. I'm tired of being so...unelegant.

I want beautiful, dark-themed clothes, things that stand out, things that tell others exactly who I am without me having to say a word or hold a sign over my head. The problem with this is, of course, that I am neither rich nor a seamstress.

Yet, I've found a couple of things that even a silly girl like me can work with: A cheap cameo from Claire's here, a Christmas gift there. Yet...yet...I keep looking at these sites that sell modern Victorian clothing, and I can't help but feel the WANTWANTWANT for these items!

However, there's another issue: I'm not exactly a neat or organized person, and so I fear that I am not elegant enough for such clothing! I want to be, though. I want to have tea parties and wander in dark graveyards at midnight with others of the same mindset, and so on and so forth. [So I'm a darkly romantic Goth. So sue me.]

I know that, if my husband and I manage our money wisely, that I will one day look at my closet and have the wardrobe I long for...but will I be bored with such things by then? Ten years from now, when I'm forty, will these kinds of clothes still enthrall me? If they don't, then I suppose I could always sell them on Amazon.

*takes a deep breath*

With that, I must depart and go in search of sustenance. *curtsies and leaves, trying not to trip over anything.*

~Lady Tam~