Friday, October 9, 2009

wearing individuality

It's no secret to those who know me that I love clothes. I'll dress up in a heartbeat, just for myself and no one else (though I like the compliments that sometimes comes with it).

A lot of people may wonder where the will to shop and stuff like that came from and, to be honest, it started when I needed to find a way to stand out from the crowd in order to remain sane.

I wasn't always this way, but high school has a tendency to promote a sink-or-swim mentality.

I started paying attention to the things I wore and how I presented myself because I wanted to kill the misconceptions and let people see what I wanted them to see. I'm the only person who had input on what I chose to wear every morning. No one could take that power away from me. When I started to invest time in how I looked, everything switched around: My confidence, my creativity, my social life...everything. It was as if I stepped out of the darkness. I'm not saying I was "ruling the school" but it was better. Much better.

In college, I've continued that trend. It's a different environment but some of the same ideals still hold true. I care about what I wear because it's a reflection of me. Of all the things my clothes say I am to you, I'm probably a good percentage of them.

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