100 things i learned at university, pt 5.
(well, i am talking about clothing this time - but how could i not, now studying some weird mix between fashion/jewellery/graphic design?)
dear diary,
in my late school days, i would always wear this: blue jeans, a t-shirt, a colourful cardigan/sweater and my favourite sneakers (which are still my favourite sneakers, wearing them right now). sometimes a skirt, but only in the summertime.
then, on the weekends, i wore all the funny hats, skirts and shoes (most of all, my pink dr. martens) i was afraid to wear in school. i think i was afraid of other students talking behind my back (which now sounds so stupid because there will always be people talking behind your back) and maybe also i didn't want to stand out that much. i just felt very uncomfortable wearing those clothes to school.
...then university started.
this was actually one of the first things i learned at university of art: nobody, i repeat, nobody will care about how you look and what you wear. so dress up. nobody is going to comment your outfit. so i started wearing whatever i wanted to. patterned dresses and colorful tights in the wintertime and, of course, the dr. martens i had been afraid to wear in school. and it felt ridiculously good. it felt even better to meet old classmates who said: "well, you look good tonight!". looking back, i even think that it made me a little more self-confident and aware about my personality. now i don't even think about what people could say about my clothes. i just wear them.
dear diary,
in my late school days, i would always wear this: blue jeans, a t-shirt, a colourful cardigan/sweater and my favourite sneakers (which are still my favourite sneakers, wearing them right now). sometimes a skirt, but only in the summertime.
then, on the weekends, i wore all the funny hats, skirts and shoes (most of all, my pink dr. martens) i was afraid to wear in school. i think i was afraid of other students talking behind my back (which now sounds so stupid because there will always be people talking behind your back) and maybe also i didn't want to stand out that much. i just felt very uncomfortable wearing those clothes to school.
...then university started.
this was actually one of the first things i learned at university of art: nobody, i repeat, nobody will care about how you look and what you wear. so dress up. nobody is going to comment your outfit. so i started wearing whatever i wanted to. patterned dresses and colorful tights in the wintertime and, of course, the dr. martens i had been afraid to wear in school. and it felt ridiculously good. it felt even better to meet old classmates who said: "well, you look good tonight!". looking back, i even think that it made me a little more self-confident and aware about my personality. now i don't even think about what people could say about my clothes. i just wear them.