The mature realization of dressing for comfort

When I think back to how I dressed when I was younger, meaning in my teens and into my early 20s, I genuinely cannot comprehend what in the actual fuck I was thinking at times. I certainly identified with tight fitting clothing; I would only wear skinny jeans that I basically had to remove with Vaseline in order to use the restroom, in addition to ridiculously tight, fitted shirts.

Allow me to clarify I have no issue with anyone who prefers to wear tight clothing. I simply have an issue with myself in the context of recognizing how uncomfortable I always was in what I was wearing.

I have realized I absolutely dressed for appearance and fashion as opposed to comfort. I think my reasoning at the time for wearing such uncomfortable clothing was because it was trending, and additionally because I thought that it was looked best on my body. Now that I’m almost 30, I’ve matured a bit, and understand that for me, personally, comfort is far more important than fashion itself, and nowadays, I solely dress for comfort, unless it is a special occasion.

In an attempt to make myself look as presentable as possible when I was younger wearing insanely restricted clothing, I failed to acknowledge how uncomfortable I was, and therefore, not at all confident. I could barely bend over, so it makes sense I didn’t feel terribly at peace in my outfits. But, I did not consider how much my clothing was weighing on my confidence, and now that I dress for comfort and select clothing items that fit my body properly, I’ve never felt better in clothing.

I’ve chatted with some friends about it, and apparently it is a universal experience to mature and desire comfort as opposed to appeal in regard to clothing. I’m quite grateful this change happened to me.

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