a note on fashion

So, imagine this outfit, but replace the mini with black, cropped ciggies (yep- I started wearing pants, y'all). Oh, shit did I think I looked good. I was on my way to babysit the depot, so I hop down the stairs and my mom stares at me. "Where...are you going?"..."The depot", I reply. "For the event". (Silence). "What's the event?". Me trying to be stylish: 0, World: 1.

So, skip ahead a few days, I'm wearing a plain black shirt dress that I bought from Wal-Mart. Boring + bad hair day means I wear my $3 blue bowler hat. According to Mt. Vernon standards, I thought I looked normal. Nope. I had so many stares in the grocery store. One woman just kept looking at me and smiling oddly until she told me my outfit was "interesting" (In my head: "Well, we all can't pull off the coral sweatshort/ flip-flop/teal floral tank top combo like you can."). One little girl saw me and proclaimed, "That girl is wearing a hat!".

Yes, my friends, that's my cue to leave this town. Apparently, we just can't get creative and look nice around here. I know I don't have the best fashion sense and I'm sure my friends question it on a daily basis, but come on. I can't even wear a fucking hat around here without it being a big deal. I've always been quite interested in fashion (although, looking back on my college/high school years, I looked terrible!). But it's become more of a passion than a hobby. It could be the fact that I read about 25 fashion blogs on a daily basis, have seen every Resort 2011 collection, or that I just have more self confidence now that I've lost close to 50 pounds (sheesh!). But I think my passion just outgrew this town.

I'm excited to move because I'm excited to see progression in my life, but also to see how my fashion changes too. I think I'll be more open to wearing what I want, without getting judgemental stares. I want to wear four inch heels everywhere. I want to wear bow ties, bowler hats, and bracelets made out of forks (thanks, Sach). I want to look like these people. I think the city is finally going to give me that creative freedom. Does that sound weird? I've never been good with words, but I'm good with clothes. Trust me.