From the age of a small child I had an aversion to buttons, not the delicious chocolaty ones but the ones that seemed to be on every type of clothing imaginable.
Don’t get me wrong, I think they are an amazing invention, from back in the day to allow people in and out of their clothes with ease and still covering all the essentials! However even as a child I hated them.
Now as an adult I can’t explain it except that perhaps I knew what was coming down the line, perhaps I had a premonition of sorts! You see, now buttons are not just aesthetically displeasing to me they are the bane of my life! The little ones, with the tiny open holes are the worst. If you have rheumatoid arthritis, especially in your hands I can only guess they have provoked a few angry grunts from at the very least.
Bending my fingers and trying to twist a tiny round item into a horizontal whole can seem impossible during a flare up. School shirts were the worst when I was first diagnosed. In fact, I got so sick of the struggle each morning I attempted to wear a white T-shirt under my school jumper instead. Sometimes I would get away with other times I wouldn’t. I was never quite brave enough to tell the teacher why I wasn’t wearing a shirt. The cold hard truth that dressing myself was too painful, was just too embarrassing for me. The ONLY people who knew just how bad things were back then were my parents and my amazing sister who would have to dress me practically every day for 6 months of my leaving cert year.
And it’s not just buttons, I am a fan of leggings! I know , ok they are often described as a sin against fashion but I love them! I don’t wear them instead of pants or anything but I wear them almost every day. Why you ask? Because trying to get jeans or tights on during a flare up or early in the morning is reserved for special occasions. Socks are enough of an ordeal on a regular basis.
My style consists of at least 90% dresses and leggings. I still like to look pretty but I march to the beat of my own drum and comfort is more important to me. Leggings are lose enough so getting them on doesn’t mean pulling them up step by step like tights or having zips or buttons to zip/close like jeans!
These are things you never even think of when you don’t have something like RA. You can’t understand why someone wouldn’t want to wear jeans or why they don’t wear makeup everyday even to work. And why would you, I certainly took these things for granted when I was healthy.
I have always liked make up, but recently I have feel in love with it. Partially due to having another blog that from time to time trials new beauty products. Whilst I love how much how confident I feel with a bit of a make up on, sometimes it’s just not worth it. I would rather go to work with no makeup on and be in top form to get some work done than have a full face on and be in agony because I exhorted myself. Same with my hair, some days it nice and straight and down and maybe even shiny…. then others times it’s up in a bun and to be perfectly honest probably uncombed.
Combs/brushes are on buttons side of this war. They don’t want us to look good, or even decent they must have meetings where they get together with toothpaste cartons and medicine caps and think of unique new ways to make our lives just that little bit harder.
Ok, I obviously don’t think my everyday items come to life when I’m sleeping and have epic battles and adventures (That’s just my teddies, Duh!) But there are just some everyday routine things that frustrate me and I’m guessing that goes for most people who have sort of a debilitating illness or disease.
So some days I am going to look like someone who belongs back in the 80’s with my leggings (and I am a sucker for bright clothes). I’ll have a naked face and a hair stuck in a bun. I might be wearing comfortable shoes and maybe even cosy sock in my boots…and I may not look very stylish at all…but I am way more confident in my comfort then if I was wearing Jeans, a blouse, my makeup perfect and my hair an image of perfection. Purely because I also won’t be red eyed and crying.
To me comfort is stylish, I will most likely never be a trend setter, I will never be the girl who always has her nails done, make up on and hair perfect but I’ll be comfy and when I am comfortable I am happy, fun to be around and laughing which personally I think is the most stylish accessory a girl(or a fella for that matter! ) can wear!