Showing posts with label clothes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clothes. Show all posts

Monday, April 18, 2011

Style Update

So, this whole "changing my style" thing has taken a back burner to the weather. One day it's snowing, the next day it's 75 degrees and raining...my focus has been more on keeping warm and not getting sick than trying to be cute.

Saturday night, I went to a party thrown by the LGBTQIA group at my university(which I'm a part of). It was a "prom" that we throw every year for people who may not have been able to take their same sex partner to their high school prom because of school policies. Everybody was invited from gay couples to straight couples. I went with a group of friends.

This is the outfit I wore. It was way different than when I usually do, but I really liked it.


dress: Forever 21 ($7 on ebay), shoes: Steve Madden ($20 from Ross for Less) Blazer: H&M ($15), necklace and earrings: Forever 21

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Time for a Change

So, I said I wanted to change my style, but if you dont know me in real life, you dont know what that is.

I'd describe my style in one word as: safe.

I don't take chances. I don't go out on a limb and try something that I think would work for me. I change clothes 2 or 3 times in the morning all to end up looking like this (I know the mirror is dirty. Don't judge lol):

(Shirt: PacSun, Cardigan: Target, Jeans: Rue21, Shoes: Converse, Earrings: Forever21)



Regular.

My issue is, I care too much about what other people think. I don't want anyone to whisper "She's doing the most." "What is she wearing heels for? It's just class." "She thinks she cute." I get to the point where I'll have what I believe is a really cute outfit in my head before I go to bed. I'll wake up, iron it, get dressed, look in the mirror and realize "this isn't what I usually do," get extremely uncomfortable and change clothes.

No more. I've made the decision to stop allowing what people may or may not have to say behind my back affect me both in important matters and something as trivial as what I'm wearing.