Yulia Gorodinski-esque outfits (or rather, lack thereof) and I ended up freaking myself out.
I am ashamed to say that I can't look at my body without thinking: OMG, SO FAT. And I do realize how dumb that is. But it did make me see that I'm not living in my ideal self.
So I put on my favorite dress for decency and confidence's sake, and tried again. Even these have a part of me biting my nails and thinking: OMG, TOO MUCH SKIN YOU ARE ONE STRAP AWAY FROM POLEDANCER, but the whole point of this month-long challenge was to do the thing that wasn't easy.
There is merit in pushing one's boundaries, even (especially) if you end up making mistakes and risking ridicule.