The "Anti-Man Repeller"

When I first started following the Man Repeller, I completely stopped wearing red lipstick because I thought it would be a ‘repellant’, totally ditched the dropped crotch pants, over accessorizing, and started doing my hair more often.

 It’s like I got an allergic reaction! I was learning what NOT-TO-DO in order not to become the Man Repeller without noticing. Soon enough it turned into more of a don’t-wear-anything that’s in-style, otherwise, no man will like you. Not that my whole purpose of dressing up is to look appealing to the opposite sex, but insecurities do take a toll on a person’s fashion sense.


Don’t get me wrong, I love what she’s done for herself; she made TRF a world known abbreviation, but at the same time, she killed it for girls who want to be daring. Even though it is very women-empowered-don’t-give-a-**** wear whatever you want and have fun with it world, she makes you (OK ME) think I’d repel men if I was into fashion. She also makes you feel that the only market you would look appealing to be women!

Now this may not apply to everyone, but I personally dress according to how I feel about myself. You’d usually find me in a loose-fitted everything or that little black dress that makes you look like you’ve lost 10 pounds. So, what if, even that loose-fitted favorite shirt of yours, you repel men with the way you dress. Would you stop wearing it? I did!

It took some time (I do not trust my ability to count) for me to get back to wearing what was comfortable again. I was so dedicated to not doing what the Man Repeller does, that I failed to notice the reality of things: Men don’t really care what you are wearing! They really don’t!

Maybe men in my region are different, but I do believe that the United States of America is more open to what women can wear or look like. It is we who have the stereotypes and fear the un-normal and ban girls who decide to look like boys from going to school!

It all started with a-too-much-of-a-hair-trim a year ago that had my hair go for Pocahontas to J.I.JANE. I still have mixed feelings about my experience but it made me realize what the big deal was. The BIG deal was NOT what you wear (trust me, I didn’t go through a wardrobe change along with the hair) but it’s how you wear yourself. Let me correct that: it’s how you carry yourself. YES! It does mean don’t slouch and don’t drag your arms along the sidewalk or have your hips walk in front of your body, Oh, and look pretty! If you are one of the less fortunate of God’s given natural beauty, fix yourself up! This doesn’t mean go to extremes and drastic measures, but put some effort into it. No body and I mean NO BODY wants to see a hairy lipped poofy eyed “fashionista” on the streets.

See for me, the more “man repelly” I dressed, the more I focused on my face and balanced it out (and you can do it the other way around).

Oh and with the risk of sounding cheesy, dress for yourself don’t dress for a man. He should like you for who you are, and that DOES include the day you felt like wearing your pajama top to work.

Turns out, it’s not what you wear; it’s how you wear it, literally!