@EmmaLeigh: Maybe we're a new kind of INFJ subtype: Frivolous INFJ.
I usually have the uniform of jeans and a top, but after I got past my early 20s, I realized I couldn't wear sneakers anymore without looking like Soccer Mom, USA. So unless I'm going to the gym or going to be walking quite a lot, I try to wear a nice pair of flats. I also try to wear some cute earrings and carry a nice purse to dress up the outfit. If I want to go further than that, I wear a non-t-shirt blouse or sweater, and boots with a heel or wedge sandals, and maybe I'll throw on a necklace as well. I don't style my hair (because I have no idea how... I've tried and failed many times), but I keep it above shoulder-length so it's easier to keep neat. It's thick wavy hair that borders on curly, depending on the weather. Sometimes I'll pin the sides back or fold it into a bun if it's not a good hair day.
I loooove make-up. I usually wear a tinted moisturizer for the sunscreen, because I am insane about skin protection and because I am rather pale in the winter (and I agree with
@ohTOMICho, foundation is tough!) some eyeliner and mascara, a little blush, and yes, the much-vaunted Burt's Bees lip balm,
@Ena! I love it because I have full lips and look rather ridiculous wearing solid lipstick, so a nice, sheer lip balm gives me some color without making me look like a clown. I also wear concealer on some spots because I have the lovely problem of zits leaving dark marks on my face for months after the zit itself is gone, so I'll have to cover the mark FOR EV ER till it fades. The whole thing takes about five minutes and looks pretty natural, like I'm only wearing mascara and lip balm. Mascara. What a weird word.
Talking about our looks is making me think how funny it would be if we had a "INFJ Girls" calendar. LOL. 12 months of fully dressed non-skanky girls staring piercingly out of the calendar, trying to see into the souls of the purchasers, solve their problems and comfort them through the page. One could be holding out a cup of coffee. Another, a copy of Lao Tzu. I'd hold out a plate of cookies. Oh, no, wait, I call December, so I'd hold out a wrapped present.