Since I've owned the Ross Mount Saint Helens and decked it out with baskets and flowers, I too have taken on this metamorphosis. I have transformed from a mountain-bike-only commuter into a flamboyant, skirted, swinging-pigtail-loving middle aged mom on a girly bike. I must have this latent artsy side that is bursting through, embracing this love of color and individualism.
On the other hand, while I commute or tour, I'm ever a practical cyclist. I wear breathable clothing, bike shoes, haul rain gear, tote tools, pump, and first aid kit.
I find this dichotomy quite interesting. And fun. In fact, I was never this way until I fixed up the girly bike. Do you ever feel like two different riders, completely changing your appearance?