I was going to have a post full of wise words about fashion and share the proverbial gems that I collected throughout 30 for 30, but everything I came up with sounded like something out of a book written by Stacy and Clinton and I'm sure they said it more eloquently than me, anyway. BUT, the one personal epiphany that I had was...
When I went to the library wearing a red and blue striped sweater with a teal striped skirt, no one cared. When I went to class wearing glen plaid pants, a button down and a lacey shell, no one cared. When I was walking through the grocery store in a pink sweater with iridescent plastic confetti on the front, no one cared.
I'm always scared of wearing outfits that stray too far from the collegiate uniform of a North Face fleece and Uggs, but after 30 days of wearing crazy stripes and polka dots and button downs within a sea of t-shirts and sweatpants, there was literally no reaction from any of my peers. No snide remarks, no one asking me why I was dressed up and no puzzled glances. No effect at all, except that I felt happier.
Instead of mindlessly throwing on the same old outfits, I really looked at each piece and remembered why I liked it in the first place. I had fun wearing my clothes. And since there was absolutely no social backlash, I'm going to continue to do so (and even if there was, there's no way I'd go back to mediocre outfits day after day). Getting dressed is more fun when you're not thinking about who will/won't like your outfit. And life is too short to wear lackluster outfits.
Since I hate ranting posts that don't include pictures, here are some more outtakes!
I was probably thinking about whether I wanted to watch Over the Hedge or Monsters, Inc. after dinner.
For those of you who are finishing up 30 for 30, did you have the same realization that I did? Any other epiphanies that you want to share?