As much as I love my tomboy outfits yet now and then there’s always coming out some girly side of me. When I was a small my mam loved to dress up me pretty and cute- in ruffles, pastels, lace and flowers. I was so heartbroken when I grown out of all my pretty dresses, skirts and my mam decided to give them to someone else. Then in my wardrobe start to appear some clothes from my older brother. Oh, I was so proud, because he was looking after me and all my days I was spending playing with boys- climbing in trees, building forts and playing bandits and policemen or war. That was so much fun! I must add that I’m six years younger than my brother, so he is really my big brother and at the time I so was looking up to him, because he could do and he knew so much cool things. And to have from him some cool T-shirt or pair of old jeans was like blending in in this cool boys gang and being one of them.
For years in my wardrobe I had just one skirt or dress, because I so loved to wear my jeans and growing up happened so many changes with me and even boy from the same gang began to look at me different, so quite naturally I was excluded from the gang and I notice some nice girls in my neighborhood and it was new chapter, but I always stayed true to my style even having some girly moments there always had a bit of tomboy.