Why do you act like femininity is a bad thing (this was the impression I sort of got here, correct me harshly if I'm seeing this wrong)?
Other people are welcome to it in all its manifest forms.
I've got my own version, which won't bother with makeup but will bother with plenty of shoepolish, which refuses revealing shirts in favor of buttoned up blouses and sharp vests, skin-hugging blue jeans for loose wool skirts down to the ankles. No jewelry, but I insist upon my glasses.
I get tired of people trying to tell me how I'm supposed to act and what the "real feminine" is. I like the skills but not the expected behavioral pattern. I really hate having men tell me that they prefer women with no arm muscle, because that's how we should be. You find physically weak women the most sexually stirring? Well, all right. But don't tell me what I'm supposed to do, and don't look at me funny. I'll be getting back to my pushups, situps, and sword drills.
I really don't know that I'd be able to recognize myself if I got excited over purely ornamental sandals. Something beautiful you can barely walk in? It'd be cool if I were the sort of person who enjoyed that, but I know myself better than that. I'd put them on, I'd feel self-conscious of my ornaments, I'd have trouble walking, and then I'd start swearing. I'd kick 'em off and go barefoot. That's just the sort of person I am, and I don't have any desire to change it.
I do own and wear some pink clothing, though.
Running through mud puddles is great. Barefoot or no, I've always had fun with that sort of thing.