Michi finds it amusing how much I enjoy skeleton clothing. And that kind of style in general. Leggings and boots and baggy sweaters/hoodies. Most of it in black, preferably. Between the way I present, and what I remember from home and about who I am, it says it always feels like I should be wearing 'prissy rich-person clothes' - its words, not mine - or otherwise something that better fits the kind of fae I consider myself. (it also says the way I talk in text gives that impression too.) But the kind of things I prefer are comfortable, and easy to deal with, and. As much as I had an image to maintain and I cared about *that* much even at my lowest times - enough to make sure that I was presentable at all times - I doubt I could have managed things much more labor-intensive than that sometimes. And after a while, I just got used to them. It also helps their case that when you're 5'-barely-more-than-nothing, visibly feminine and somewhere in the region of conventionally attractive, that kind of style and a resting bitch face that could kill a man at thirty paces are. Helpful.