Ever since moving, I’ve found hardly any opportunities to wear lolita. I’m sure the new location half-way across the country has a lot to do with it; wearing lolita in a small town is a lot more intimidating than wearing lolita in a metropolis it turns out. Even though my husband is sweet and always encouraging me to dress up more often, half the time I end of changing after pictures when we leave for dinner or a movie.
Have I lost my Lolita Confidence?
The absence of a local community seems to also be a big factor. There is one that meets about an hour away, but being so involved with church – my husband is the Worship Director – weekends are never good for our one-car schedule. So without the monthly excuse to go over the top in lolita in my local downtown, it’s even more of a challenge to find the motivation/courage to get super dressed up.
Of course, I’m sure it wouldn’t be much different wearing lolita here and now from wearing it there and then, but it’s a bump I haven’t been able to get over.
Perhaps I’m just homesick, but I miss wearing lolita more often.