1. You wake up in the morning like:
because you know exactly what you’re going to wear! (Of course it still takes you one thousand years to become a presentable human being.)
2. You make the terrible mistake of putting on black lipstick before breakfast, so you eat like this:
*please don’t smudge*
3. You go to your first morning class and people are already trying your patience with comments like:
(Thanks, Wednesday. I’ll have to remember that one.)
4. Or, worse, someone tries to compliment you but says something like, “You’re so brave to wear that!”
Promising start, but you flubbed the landing. NOT a compliment.
5. Then some poor soul hits you with, “I wish I could pull that off,” and you have to shut down their self-deprecation like:
There’s no such thing as “pulling it off.” Seriously, wear what you want, people. If you feel good, you look good. F**k a beauty standard.
6. You grab lunch and while you’re in line, some rando trying to touch your mohawk has you swerving like:
I appreciate your appreciation, but the “care-free tousle” is actually a careful balancing act that requires six products and unforgivable dark magic. Therefore: no touching.
7. Your last class is choir, and your director throws some not-so-subtle shade when he requests everyone have “normal” hair and make-up for the next concert.
Sorry, no. Unless you want to pay for my hair dye! Do you know how expensive it is to look this unnatural?
8. Then you scrub off your black lipstick and trade in Creepers for flats because you’re having dinner with your fam, and let’s be honest, they just don’t get it. But for the whole evening you’re thinking:
9. Changing your look to make other people comfortable can be disheartening and isolating. The way you dress is a reflection of who you are, and hiding that from loved ones for fear of rejection… that’s never fun. You often wonder:
10. But then you remember that, whether others judge you or not, you love the way you look… and that’s all that matters. So you just keep doing your thing like: