
What is it about sexy clothes that either frightens us or turns us into vixens?
I'd like to think that it's Hollywood's fault.
Famous women in Hollywood are constantly scrutinized by paparazzi about what they are wearing, who else wore it (and who wore it better), and how much weight they've gained or lost. Can you imagine not being able to go out of the house without looking your best? Or not being able to wear a revealing dress or extra short skirt or no bra or undies without your photo appearing in a magazine with the headline, "Sleaze"? Of course these women have to be afraid - they're criticized as much for covering up as they are for wearing less.
I think each of us goes through this a bit thanks to our friends, work colleagues and mothers, all of whom are happy to point out (in the nicest way possible and for our own good, because they believe that we would want to know their opinion) how awful we look. I'm sure you've heard it too, the old passive/aggressive, "It's nice but..." comment. We then either change into something that covers us up more, or revolt and wear even less.
Sexy clothes call attention to us and leave us wide open to those comments. Of course we are frightened. But maybe it's time to face that fear and listen to our inner vixen.
So go ahead and undo that top button. Tell your mother I said it's okay.
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