I do dress poorly, sometimes. And I'm slowly learning to be fine with that. Style is about experimentation and learning from those experiences. Not everything we put on will be our best, and if it was, what would we have learned? I have gone in and out of phases with my fashion, trying to fit in different niches to express myself.
Have you ever felt a love for someone so strongly you can't find a way to alleviate the weight? This type of heavy love is not usually one of joy. Visualizing this love as akin to a burdensome purse, the metaphorical but unbearable weight bruises your shoulders and back. It causes aches and pain but you can't bring yourself to set it down. If you drop it you soon realize you do not know what to do with your hands, your arms are limp and free at your sides. How strange it is to feel only your own body!