It’s been rather rainy here in LA but on days when the sun pops out, I’ve continued on with my no-pants theme (thank you, Hawaii!). As it turns out, wearing a one piece underneath a sheer skirt or dress anywhere far away from a concert stage or boardwalk is one big eyebrow lifter. People seem to either love it, “G, you’re giving me Beyonce right now and I’m drunk in love with it” (true quote and yes, she was actually drunk) or hate it. Which leads me to something I’m working on: NGAF. Translation: not giving a f***.
Not Giving A f***
NGAF attitude might be something you either have or you don’t, BUT from my own experience, I do believe it is something one can learn. I’ve cared what people think for most of my life and I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting older or because I’m having an existential crisis, but I’ve been inching my way closer to the NGAF corner—and it’s a liberating place to find oneself. Especially pants-less.