Dress {Like} Your Guy.

When it comes to dressing myself, there's no one that does it girlier. However, once in a blue moon, I go for the ultimate in shock value: I raid my brother's closet and wrap myself in one of his oversized baby blue button downs and white undershirt and throw on a pair of uber loose-fitting jeans (you know, the pre-washed kind with the faux-holes? He likes Abercrombie). Because I really don't own a pair of tennis shoes (Nike Balance running sneakers don't count unless you're on the treadmill), I pair my just-rolled-out-of-his-bed ensemble with a set of sleek black stiletto heels, and resist the temptation to flat-iron my hair. While my particular boyfriend-ensemble tends to run a bit feminized, I've been known to rock a baseball cap and printed t-shirt every so often..

Every so often being the key words.