Saturday, February 4, 2012

I Solemnly Swear

Of late, I've realized that I haven't quite been dressing the way I'd really like to. I wish I could say I didn't know the reason, but unfortunately, it seems that I've succumbed to worrying about what other people think about me, or what they think about what I'd like to wear. Living on an island with only about 2 million people, and in a very small area at that, it's not hard at all for word to get around. However, it's not quite what people say about me, that really matters, it's more the idea of being totally different from almost everyone around me. Of course, if I lived somewhere else like New York City, or almost any other large enough town/city in so many other countries, I wouldn't really have a problem, because while looking different, everyone else wouldn't look like they were wearing uniforms - in want for better words. Ok, by that I mean that almost everyone would have some form of twist to their outfits that match their own style, but here, it seems like people just take an outfit from a brand-name mannequin, and throw it on themselves - if I'm lucky. Or they wear a t-shirt and shorts, tanktop and shorts, jeans and a semi crop top, gladiator sandals/Bridget's everywhere, and bodycon dresses of the same basic style - always.

So, what I'm trying to say, is because of everyone else, I've sort of stopped myself from dressing the way I'd really like to. However, I've decided that I really am going to stop doing that from now on, and wear whatever I want to. Heaven knows how many clothes in my closet still have the tages on them, because I claim that I don't have anywhere to wear them. I'm now realising that I do indeed have ample places to wear all of these clothes, and I refuse to allow my clothes to go unworn all because of feeling self-conscious. It's really not my fault that majority of the people I'm around don't really enjoy dressing up like I do, and it really bothers me when my friends chastize me for wearing heels to a get together. But, it is my fault that I've become vulnerable to their words. I've always been taught by my mother that there's nothing wrong with overdressing, so long as it's not overly done - and although I usually do exactly that, I feel as though I could push the boundaries loads more. So, from now on, I solemnly swear that I'll wear whatever I'd like to, to whatever occasion, and not be bothered by other people's opinions.



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