Maybe it’s just me. No matter how much effort I put into getting dressed in the morning, I will always get hit on more when I neglect my appearance entirely. The correlation is undeniably proportionate: The more time I spend fixing my hair or painting my nails or layering loosely knit sweaters over gauzy silk tops, the more invisible I become. Inversely, the less time I have to get ready, the more attention I seem to attract.
Two examples come immediately to mind.
Right before my very eyes, mere inches from me, was the bag. The Big Green Pocketbook. The bag I was destined to own. Which is why it was so terribly confusing to see my dream bag hanging from the slouching shoulder of a stranger.