Day Six: The 30-day writing challenge

I wore a navy blue floral-printed tulle top with a bit of ruffles under a black cardigan to the games today. Paired these with jeans and flats. Bad decision. Should have worn my usual t-shirt, cargoes and rubber shoes. Wearing something flowing and soft can considerably alter a woman's disposition. Now I have a hunch that men like girly women more not because of their clothes but how they act in these clothes. I mean, how can you walk brusquely in strappy sandals? Intuitively, you'll know you'd have to take slower fluid strides. Anyway, I find that I like dressing girly from time to time and not because I'd like to attract men. That's just cherry on top of the ice cream. It's just fun and gives a certain feeling of playful lightness, blithe even, when clothes cling to your body naturally. Today I felt calm and that's good right? Well, no, not in a shoot. When I shoot I need to feel upbeat, intense and aggressive so I can snag the shots. I should move around and look for better angles and shoot different scenes and people for variety, never to mind stares if I jumped over metal barricades to get to a spot where something was happening fast. Because shabbiness justified brashness anyway. But no. Today I was seated at my courtside spot for most of the time, just leaning on the cushioned wall behind the backboard. Being all lethargic and feminine. I got awful shots.