I've used my appearance to communicate my identity to the point where it was too closely tied to it. I realized the shallowness of it after I got a positive rep for being stylish in an offbeat way (suddenly I felt the vanity of it, as if people thought I was attention-seeking), & I started hating myself all over again

. But really, I still feel depressed or not "like me" to dress plainly. I feel like my tongue has been cut out.
And yes, I have an obsession with attractiveness, but not really in the most typical usage of "attractive", more of a literal sense of
bringing people to me. Being sexy or appealing to men or meeting some status-fueld image is not my motivation (I can even really dislike things I see as geared towards those). There's a part of me that wants someone to spot me & find me terribly
fascinating immediately and then a mutual love-obsession will sprout and we both live happily ever after. Notice I said
fascinating - not hot or sexy or beautiful, although I'll take that too.
I think there IS a compensation in creating an aesthetically appealing outer appearance in the face of feeling very ugly on the inside.