Recently I bought a really cute jumper. Like really cute. Its so cosy and warm and perfect for winter… So I wore it for the first time the other day. You know that feeling when you put on new clothes? Like YAAAAAS I have my life together. Well I came downstairs like that. My boyfriend looked up at me, smiled and said… you look like a mitochondria in that jumper.
THE MITOCHONDRIA IS THE POWERHOUSE OF THE CELL
If you don’t understand what I am talking about, just google it because you either didn’t listen in science at school or you don’t know what a meme is.
And although this BRUTALLY HONEST statement could have been rather hurtful, I just rolled around laughing because there are so many pieces in my wardrobe that Alex hates. One thing I love about my boyfriend is that if I ask him what he thinks about what I am wearing, he actually looks, takes it in and comments accordingly. And sometimes it means that he tells me I look like a organelle.
And with this big, fluffy, cosy coat. I was told that I look like a teddy bear… which lets be honest isn’t an insult because HELLO I LOOK SO FRICKING COSY ARENT YOU JEALOUS.
But it got me thinking, should we dress to impress? Should we dress to please our boyfriends? Should we dress according to what other people think?
When it comes to style, I always ask people what they think. I facetime my mum from the changing rooms. I give Alex a catwalk as soon as I come back from a shopping trip and I send pictures to the group chat. And something that I have discovered is that I do care what others think. 9 times out of 10, I will listen to what others say. I change accordingly and I dress to how they think I should look.
Now I am not slagging off my boyfriend or mum saying that they are controlling my wardrobe, but they influence it massively. If I know that Alex doesn’t like an outfit, I tend to reach for it less. If my mum said that it was an unflattering dress, I push it to the back of the wardrobe. If my friend tells me that she thinks that camel washes me out, I don’t buy it.
And although I love hearing peoples opinions and love asking what they think, I think I need to sometimes take a step back and think
Well do I like it?
It is comfortable?
Do I feel good in it?
And if the answer to the above is yes then SCREW THEM.
If I like the outfit, sometimes its okay to wear it even if no one else likes it. Its okay to reach for man repelling outfits and its okay to ignore your mum every once in a while and wear what you want. Maybe I will look back in 20 years time and look at the pics of the outfits with the same amount of cringe as I have when I see photos of 13 year old me in leg warmers and neon sunglasses.
But for now it makes me happy. So for now Imma do me and Imma wear whatever the hell I want.