13 pounds down, 13 more to go!

So I've lost 13 pounds. Feeling great about that. I have no cute clothes and desperately need to update my wardrobe, but I'm not done losing weight yet so I'm going to wait. I went out with some girlfriends last night to the MIA concert and didn't feel like a fatty the whole night. That felt great. But I didn't feel really cute either because my clothes are a bit big and somewhat boring.
The question is, what is my personal style? I honestly don't know. In high school I was a bit of a hippy and favored flowy, earth mama type clothes. Since then I've had a hard time figuring out what my style is. I still like earthy type clothes, but I also like clothes with a little bit of a punk rock edge, but I also like the SoCal look as well as the polished Anne Taylor look. Part of the problem is that I'm 35 and not sure what is appropriate anymore. Do I look totally ridiculous wearing Chuck Taylor's with skulls? I'm not very good and mixing and matching things so the Boho look is hard for me. Plus I'm hyper aware of my body shape and what makes me look leaner vs. bigger. But you can't wear long dark book cut jeans, heels and a V neck top every single day. Is it possible to take a fashion class?
My good friend is very Boho and puts things together that would give me a heart attack leaving the house in. For instance, yesterday she wore a navy and white stripe spaghetti strap tank over a black tank. It looked fine, but I would have NEVER put it together because my inner rules say navy and black don't go together. I would have totally been stuck with a plain white tank underneath. Actually I wouldn't have worn it at all because I feel weird layering. I've got issues I tell ya. For years I've stuck to jeans, black top, black belt, black shoes, silver hoops. My uniform. But then a male friend commented on my uniform. So now I feel boring.
So I guess it's time to research and make a plan for updating my wardrobe.
Then I'll have to make a plan to keep the weight off so I can wear the new wardrobe.
Oh the things I occupy my brain space worrying about.