to feel ugly

i have never felt as ugly as yesterday. eeww.w....the moment i slipped my feet into my pair of trainers, the feelings just came.
demure pastel baju kurung and silver trainers are really no match made in heaven. yuck. i felt giddy the whole morning.
and i thought i could still dress normally with the pair of trainers. so baju kurung is totally out of the list for the moment.
some who dared to voice out told me i really looked weird. others just kept quiet and gave me their looks.
a colleague said, changed to pants lah. i wish i have that many pairs to circulate around and change into. unlike man, you won't even notice if they wear the same pair of pants twice in a week. i won't limit myself to that. dressing is soo much fun. look above the knees, i do look nice in the baju kurung...compliments from malay colleagues.
luckily warrior of light came that morning and reading it helped to lift the gloomy spirit:
Why should you worry about clothing? See how the wild flowers grow. They do not toil or spin, and yet I tell you, Solomon in all his splendor was never dressed like one of them. But if God so beautifully dresses the wild grass, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not so much more surely clothe you, you who have so little faith? (Matthew, 6: 26-30)

today...i feel like in the movie grease. grey A-line ironed pleats over the knee skirt and a white top....and of course my pair of trainers. the only thing missing is the bow in wavy shoulder length hair. then i can start twirling around and break into a song. hahaha.
here's to a great day on a pair of light trainers. hop hop hop