Saturday, August 13, 2011
Top - Anthropologie, skirt - Target, bracelet - gift, shoes - Madewell
I wore this yesterday to an appointment, then to the movies and dinner with my sister and aunt. It's really nice that I'm getting to see most of the people I want to before I leave. Even those I haven't, there's still two weeks left... but time is ticking.
Lately I've been questioning my style in terms of what's "normal." Ideally, I'd like to have a more man-repelling style - something that fits my tastes more - but viewing it that way would just seem purposely rebellious. And that's not what I'd like to do. Compared to my peers in this area, I dress a little eccentrically. I receive comments and stares. Incidentally, most of the compliments I receive are from guys. But most of those guys aren't exactly society's standard of macho men - they're more of the artsy types.
I dress in a way that makes me feel comfortable. Somehow I just don't feel comfortable wearing ill-fitting polyester trousers, nor do I feel good while wearing denim underwear. I suppose I fall somewhere in between the two categories, if you will... as if someone can be categorized by what type of pants she wears.
I don't need to be told what "works" and what doesn't, in many regards. People are going to judge me for wearing brown shoes with black socks? Pft. People are going to judge me for speaking up for what I believe in? God forbid I don't attract a suitable mate by the time I'm twenty. It's ridiculous how, to some extent, I'm expected to abide by what other people expect of me as a young lady. I'm not really referring to people I know, but more of what expected of any young woman by anyone.
I digress entirely. I go off on tangents too frequently, no? Anyway, what I originally wanted to say is that I wouldn't mind dressing in a more expressive, possibly artistic, way. The end.