Style: Dress for YOURSELF

Warning: Long Post + Lots of Old Photos.
After going through some old photos, I’ve noticed that my style has changed quite a lot over the years. So, after thinking, I’ve realised that I’m dressing differently for the sake of others.
(Photo taken in Year 11 – 2008)
I’ve always been told that I dress too “emo” or I wear too much black. (Hi Will!)
Although I agree that I should try add more colours in to my outfits other than well …red. But it always annoyed me when people complained I looked too emo. I mean, I don’t see a problem in wearing that kind of style? Does it matter that when I was at that age, I wanted to try out being “emo? Or try wearing eye liner for the first time?
(Left: Year 10 – 2007. Everything else: Year 11 – 2008)
And that’s what I’m trying to get at. In my own personal opinion; it does not matter how you dress like at all. (Unless we’re talking about walking in the snow in just a bikini..) I believe you should dress however you want, even if people call you “weird”. But, I’ve realised that after starting Uni, I’ve started dressing down a lot because I didn’t want to stand out or look different from everyone else.
(With Linh; Year 11 – 2008    *Tam, here is your Muzza hair cut photo!*)
I know it’s easy to judge someone based on the way they dress or the way they look. But, before judging someone, you should ask yourself if that’s how you would like to be “labelled“. Just because I wear a corset, does not make me sad/emo. And just because I wear bows in my head, does not make me “tb” or “childish”.
(Year 11 – 2008, Year 12 – 2009,  Year 11 – this was for a photo shoot – 2008)
However, sometimes it’s really hard. When you’ve got your family and some of your friends telling you that “you’re dressing too emo” or that “no one wears bows in university.” (quoted by a family member) Your self esteem goes a little down, and you start to believe them. You start to believe that you can’t look how you want, and that the way you want to look is abnormal and that you’re weird to want to look that way.
(Guitar Photo: Year 10 – 2007 ; B&W Scarf + Long Fringe: Year 11 – 2008 ; Everything else: Year 12 – 2009)
And conforming to the rest of society is fine if you find yourself happier that way. But if you don’t, then don’t follow it. If you want to wear thigh high leather lace up boots, do it. If you want to dye your hair green, then do it. (If you’re under 18, with parental permission of course) Don’t let anyone tell you who you can and can’t be; because you are your own person. And no one has the right to tell you how to live your life. (Although, this is not saying you have every right to steal or to do anything against the law!)
(Year 11 – 2008 ; My Birthday Party ♥)
The point of this blog post was to tell each reader that you don’t need to please anyone. You are the way you are.
I’ve realised this myself, and I’m going to stop dressing the way people want me to. In saying that, I should probably clean my cupboard :)
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I know this a really long post, but I wanted to get my message across.
Has anyone ever told you off for dressing / looking different?
And how did you respond with it?

Beauty is Subjective.

I believe that everything and everyone can be beautiful in their own way – depending on how you look at it. And although to one person something may be ugly or unappealing; I believe that there is someone else out there who finds the very same thing beautiful. It may not be very obvious to you now or known to you at all, so I’m here to remind you that I find you beautiful and that you should never believe otherwise.
So this is a post to tell all of you that You Are Beautiful.
It may sound cliche to do this but it’s surprising about how many people can look in to the mirror each morning and find that they’re not as attractive as they want to be. So I just wanted to point out to each and every one of you that it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks or what anyone else says. You are Beautiful. And you should never forget that.
I also believe that the only beauty that should really count is the one that is inside your heart. It doesn’t matter if you’ve got “best body, the longest legs or the prettiest face” – if your heart is cold and ugly then none of that counts. So, please. Before you judge someone based on their looks, I implore all of you to see past the looks; and to get to know this person to see the person for who they really are.
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I find you beautiful. I find each and every one of you beautiful! :)
Is there someone you know that’s feeling down lately?
Tell them that they’re beautiful! And that I think they are too :)

I am thankful for…

(via Rindatron who found this and linked!)

for the wife
who says it’s hot dogs tonight, because she is home with me,
and not out with someone else;

for the husband
who is on the sofa, being a couch potato
because he is home with me, and not out at the bars;

for the teenager
who is complaining about doing the dishes, because s/he is at home,
and not on the streets;

for the taxes I pay
because it means,
I am employed;

for the mess to clean after a party
because it means I have
been surrounded by friends;

for the clothes that fit a little too snug
because it means,
I have enough to eat;

for the shadow that watches me work
because it means,
I am out in the sunshine;

for the lawn that needs moving, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing
because it means I have a home;

for all the complaining I hear about the government
because it means
we have freedom of speech;

for the lady behind in me in church
that sings off key, because it means
I can still hear;

for the pile of laundry and ironing
because it means
I have clothes to wear;

for the weariness and aching muscles at the end of each day
because it means I have been
capable of working hard;

for the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours
because it means
I am alive.