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Saturday, 7 January 2017

How to wear whatever the fuck you want and not give a fuck

How to wear whatever the fuck you want and not give a fuck (prepare to read the most rambly piece of shit, 2k17)

To me, fashion is more than throwing an outfit on every morning, it's a way of expressing yourself, it's experimental. I've always loved being able to dress differently every single day, I love experimenting with textures, colours, styles. I love thrifting and designing my own shit.

Clothes and confidence go hand in hand.
People wear shit they like to feel confident, not everyone feels confident in the same damn thing.

If you feel confident wearing basic clothes then you do you!!!

If you feel comfortable wearing random ass shit that doesn't typically 'go' but you like the way the colours makes you feel then you do you!!!

If you feel comfortable dressing like a Kawaii princess one day then a sk8er tomboy the next then you do you!!!

You should be able to wear whatever the fuck you want to wear but unfortunately, at least, in my experience, it's not quite that easy.

I live in a basic ass town with a lot of basic ass people, the unspoken uniform for this basic ass town never varies too much from a green bomber jacket, white crop top, blue/black Joni jeans and Adidas trainers.

There have been more times than I care to admit that a group of 7 or 8 girls wearing the EXACT same thing have called me out on my outfit as I've been walking past them or I've heard them whispering whilst I'm sat in a coffee shop drinking my medium, soya milk latte.

Come to think of it, There's been a LOT of times over the years where I've left peoples opinions stop me from wearing what I want and there's one significant event that I remember to this day.
Picture this, me, a slightly quirky 12 year old, feeling a little bit sassy in my outfit, walking downstairs wearing a pink corduroy pleated skirt, glittery silver socks and my first ever pair of Irregular Choice shoes that my mum had bought me, they were various shades of pink with little poodles painted on them and I adored them. Unfortunately this didn't stay my favourite outfit and I only wore those shoes once, telling my mum they hurt my feet too much and I refused to wear them. My cousin and her best friend laughed as I walked down the stairs (not quite the reaction I had hoped.)
"What ARE you wearing?!" 
"That outfit does not GO" 
"Well if she thinks it goes then she should just keep telling herself that." 

This kind of thing happened many more times over the years from my friends
"You look weird"
"Why do you dress like that??" 
"How can you wear 2nd hand clothing, isn't it dirty?" 

And then from a (now, ex, thank god!!) boyfriend who so frequently told me he disapproved of my outfits or how I looked so often that when he said nothing at all, I knew I had his approval.
His silence was my compliment.

But then, he'd complain that I had no self-confidence and would tell me to 'go work on myself.'


As I've got older I realized life is too damn short to give a fuck what anyone else thinks of me, I got rid of all the toxic people in my life. I stopped waiting for approval. I stopped giving a fuck about other peoples opinions. I told myself that when people called me 'weird' they just meant I wasn't 'usual' and who wants to be normal anyway. I started telling myself I look like a bad ass bitch. I adopted a 'Don't give a fuck attitude.' I realized that people are assholes, they say dumb shit, they're going to judge you whatever you do, so fuck it, do it anyway. I realized no one should dictate what I wear, not family, not friends, not people I don't even fucking know and won't ever see again and certainly not dumb ass ex boyfriends!!

India Hannah Pixie


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