Day XXVI - A mismatched outfit that you’d never wear

(go wild: earrings, belts, crazy skirts etc)
Sorry guys, but it's just not going to happen. I can't bring myself to do it. I don't know how to anymore. Because basically, my fashion sense when I was fifteen was MISMATCH in capital letters. I think I empitied it all out then. Can't do it anymore. Instead I'm gonna show you these pictures from when I was indeed fifteen, because it's very relevant to the topic of the challenge and I feel like sharing this stuff. I wish I had better examples of my mismatch/over-matching way of dressing, but like for a lot of other people my age, all photos from our younger teenage years are lost from when our parent's old computer broke down years ago. I was kinda Goth-loli/Decora, and you can google it, if you feel like researching.
I don't look back and think I was crazy for putting this shit on. It's a time of my life and a part of the development of my personal style that I value very highly, and it has a big part in making me who I am today. I don't for a second regret any fashion choices I ever made. And I believe that if you do, and I realize how pretentious I sound saying this, then you can't be that comfortable with yourself.
It's like with everything else about me that people complain to me about. You can mock me for having been wapanese, emo, punk rocker (which is the one thing I absolutely never was, but have been called the most times), being hipster or whatever. I'm not ashamed, I don't care and most of all, in the words of Amy Poehler,: I don't fucking care if you like it.



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