That link rocked. It was a big shift for me when I realised that I didn't need to 'make the best of myself' - conform to some kind of abstract idea of how I would look right. I think that's when I started to actually express myself through my clothes. I am quite happy to think 'Yes, I might look "better" in a different outfit, but I would look less like me.'

(More brown? Pfft.)

And just as importantly, I realised that other people didn't neccessarily strive to look their 'best' either - that they could happily go out knowing they looked ridiculous, or overdone, or underdone, just for fun. That distinction comes back to me whenever I hear someone saying 'They dress like X, therefore they must be [disturbed, attention seeking, depressed]' and I think 'No - possibly you think that if you were to dress like that, it would mean that you were [X], but it can't really be generalised.'

That was a bit rambling. Ta for the link, though.