Passing Judgement
Women are delicate creatures.
By delicate, I mean PMSing even when they’re not PMSing, never having anything to wear, eating burgers while complaining about their Winter muffin top, and bitching about their girlfriends while they emoji-flirt with their local barista on Instagram.
And so, by some terribly scientific (anthropological?) formula of deduction, I’m here to address the million dollar question of how one satisfies their sartorial tendencies in public without the rest of the room thinking you’re a total douchebag.
See? Science.
In all seriousness, there isn’t a day when a girl doesn’t stop me on my merry way on the street, on Tumblr, Twitter, or Instagram, with the same old: cool outfit, but don’t you feel out of place, uncomfortable, weird, too different, in that? Celebrity culture, a perfection-driven social media game, and the mere existence of Doutzen and Adriana, have evolved a lot of the world’s women into intermittently terrified, second-guessing, and self-depricating-as-a-joke-but-secretly-not-a-joke Gollums, with the burning desire for peer approval and OMG BABE YOU LOOK AMAZING.
No.
What you wear serves a very simple and fulfilling function – aside from leaving at least something to the imagination (but if going starkers is your thing, I am right behind you until you get arrested, upon which it definitely was not my idea). Regardless of whether you’re into “FASHION”, or even think you have any form of “PERSONAL STYLE”,* what you wear is a reflection of your personality and creativity, with no implications for any other woman (or sassy man) who happens upon your get-up on your way to the train station. The fact that so many women are scared to take an aesthetic risk that they have been dying to try for fear of their co-workers’ you can’t sit with us, or sideways passenger glances on the bus is amazing to me. By all means, wear what makes you comfortable, but don’t dress for other people.** If that means lions, floor plans, and no bra, good for you. If that means snow nudity, embrace the frostbite. If that means geode embroidery, sheer hems, leather trackies bed hair, and no makeup, then you’re probably winning, because you get a free gift with that.
At least, in my logical hypothesis, the less women feel threatened by fellow female judgement, the less they will feel the inclination to judge others skin-deep.
Preach it.
*Pronunciation: FARHSHUN and PAHSOHNAHL STAHL
**unless you have a school uniform, in which case the wrath of your Principal will surely dictate any modifications
3.1 Phillip Lim Two Texture Ryder Satchel
Embroidered Geode Long-Sleeve Shirt
Shot en route to Uni – because when you break it down, it’s just a fancy sweater, trackies and a school bag. Don’t judge me.
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