So this past Friday was the last day of classes here at my freshman year at Binghamton University. And so what did I do to celebrate? Dress completely CRAZY of course! And why not? I figure "I'm Deidre, therefore I can do WHATEVER the hell I want with my appearance. 8D!" And is that not true? I sure think it is. I mean...I'm like totally awesome.
'Omgomg she's so arrogant. She's not even that cute.'
I don't call it arrogance, I just call it being comfortable with myself. Comfortable enough with my wacky self that I can feel free to express it however way I want (this way being through fashion). This isn't to say that the only people that are comfortable with themselves are the ones that dress against the norm. Totally untrue. This is just me saying that I like to express myself and I like fashion. I like expressing myself through fashion and it just so happens that I'm expressing something that is apparently really weird. Oh well. What can ah say? I just gotta do me, ya'll.
Anywah, what did I wear you ask? Well on my head I wore to clip on flowers, each a different colour located on opposite sides of my head. I wore my hair in pigtails and wore completely mismatched earrings and hair ties. Underneath my electric turqouise blazer I wore a red polka dotted button up shirt with a black polka dotted skirt worn up at my waist. Did I mention I had a monkey in one pocket of my blazer and a teddy bear in the other? To complete my totally fly outfit I wore lavender tights with a pink legwarmer on one and a white one on the other. My shoes were also a force to be reckoned with. They were simulatenously gray and purple. GRAY AND PURPLE!
Okay, so enough about the outfit. Now I shall tell you what exactly I did on that day I wore the outfit.
So my guy friend thinks that I'm totally crazy and weird for wearing what I wear and we had a really long conversation about biases against and for what people wear, why people percieve people the way they do because of what they appear like on the outside, etc. Point is that it was an interesting convsersation that eventually led to bet that for one day I could dress him up whichever way I wanted. And with that boy's wardrobe, Lord knows that it would have been hard to put anything together. So I end up lending up various pieces from my own wardrobe and I accidentally made him out to be a hipster. Woops. Not like I cared, though. He had no say in it anyway. XD
DID I MENTION HE LOOKED TOTALLY ADORABLE. All his girly frands were totally digging on him, ya'll ;D
What can I say? I'm a miracle worker. The suspenders, tucked in plaid shirt, glasses and fedora were working on him that day.
But that wasn't the end of the little bet. He brought up the idea of making a survey about people's first impressioins and rankings of the outfits. I wasn't particularly fond of this idea as I didn't really give a damn what people thought. If I did, I don't think I'd be dressing the way I do to begin with. But alas, I figured the boy was lazy and I dared him to make the survey and pass them out himself. He then insisted that he needed my help and we end up going around campus handing out surveys and pretending it was for a psych class. Even some of the psych takers bought it. Hilarity.
A lot of their first impressions about me were actually very funny! I got wizard of oz, Pippi Longstocking and my favorite...Loonette the Clown. That girl was my IDOL growing up. I just wish I could do the 10 second tidy whenever I wished. D':
But the joke doesn't end here. As we were in the union handing out surveys, my guy friend gestures over towards what appeared to be a couple eating their dinner. "Go, be perky to get them to do the survey." Well...I guess I overdid it.
"HAAAAIDEEHOO!" I said all cheerily before eyes widened. The dude was choking. My outfit coupled with my overzealous hello caused him to nearly CHOKE. Oh gosh, of course we were all laughing when we realized he was okay, but that definitely was the highlight of my night.
Outfit pictures come soon to THIS post. Watch out, m'lovies.
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