The joy of dressing up

I have created a brand new category in my blog for the sole, encompassing purpose of cam whoring myself to lure more trolls to my blog!

How cool am I?!

(No, I’m kidding. Really. Trolls, keep away. You’re stupid enough already, so don’t make yourself look even more stupid by wasting your time trolling blogs you don’t even like. lol.)

Anyway, my fashion philosophy has taken a drastic turn these days.

In the past, I advocated subtle, understated beauty. I tried to dress to look like I wasn’t trying at all. I wore tame looking clothes from socially approved fashion outlets. My philosophy was: People won’t give me a second look because I’m just another girl next door, but when they do look at me, they won’t think I’m ugly and unfashionable. I want to look good but I also make sure I blend in safely.

Well, I’m sick and tired of that. (And also sick and tired of being oppressed by the need for approval and conformity, forced upon us by our oppressive society.)

I remember once people-watching outside a shopping mall and thinking to myself, “Singaporeans dress so tamely and unimaginatively.” Out of 100 people, I saw maybe one person wearing something bold and exciting. I looked at myself, eew-ed at my own tame dressing, and kind of resolved to dress more creatively the next time.

But the next time never happened because I was always afraid. Afraid to stand out, afraid of disapproving stares. Sometimes it was because I was just plain lazy to dress up. Why go through all the trouble when you can just slap on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans and be out of the house in five minutes flat? And sometimes I just plain didn’t have money to buy clothes.

No more of that, though, because it’s annoying the hell out of me to be so conscious of public opinion. Maybe I’m going through a phase, but it’s a fun phase and I’m so totally going to be vain and not apologise for it. I’m tired of denying myself in order to please society.

Today, my philosophy is: I’m going to wear what I want to wear, dammit.

And you’ll get to see me push boundaries in my Fashion Diary as I go on more cheap shopping trips, keeping in mind that I push boundaries not for the sake of pushing boundaries, but purely for the sake of buying and wearing clothes that appeal to me.

Aren’t you so very excited?