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4. Was there a moment in your life when something “clicked” for you about fashion or dressing or make-up or hair? what? why did it happen then, do you think?
When I was isolated from the opinions of others and could hear my own style voice speaking.
From a young age i was a rather girly girl. I always wanted long hair. I don't really wear make up.
I went on Accutane my senior year of highschool which was huge for my confidence. It gave me clear skin and, that summer before college, I stopped wearing makeup entirely. It went from a daily necessity of wearing cover-up and foundation to nothing. This is around the time I also really upped my water intake. Now I drink around 100 ounces a day and feel awful without it.
Around 2 years ago, I got more into skincare through involvement in the subreddit /r/skincareaddiction.
This opened up a whole new world of experimenting with other people's holy grail products to find a regime that worked for me. I now wear sunscreen every day and feel really healthy about my skin.
Beginning of high school, I started accepting how I looked and stopped wanting to wear makeup that hid my imperfections
It was my hair because I didn't style it properly so when the air was coming than my hair was completely in a messy way
In middle school I started to add my own styles into my everyday school outfits. (different colored shoe laces, bright shirts, long hair, etc.)
Yes, when I first got into makeup I realized it was my passion and it has formed me to be who I am today
My sister was always good with fashion and the way she styled her clothes was more girly and I liked how certain things were styled. I kind of used that with my own style because I am not as girly. I was in middle school when I started to explore with my clothing.
I started dying my hair cobalt blue about 4 years ago. It transformed my skin into porcelain and made my eyes pop.
I may have been born with strawberry blonde hair but dark blue is the most flattering color on me. I may dabble with Indigo or Peacock blue dyes, but I'll never be unfaithful to blue hair.
I can't remember the exact moment, but when I started to think about clothes more in terms of how they felt (emotionally and literally) than how they looked.
I do not know if I can answer this Question. I don't know what "clicked" means in this context. I think it was, when I was 16 years old, and I saw the other Girls in my class who could knit beautiful things, like sweaters, scarfs, caps etc. I wanted to make garments that express me too. At that time I wore Things that were being bought by my parents. I did not dare to express wishes concerning my clothes. But by knitting I could make something, that I liked and how I liked.
when I wear something I made myself and people ask me where I got it from, I tell them I made it - the look that follows. that's when I realised that wearing ME is most me and the admiration I get is the fondest I hold dearly because it's the closest to my inner self I will be able to wear.
Its more than just one moment. Sometimes I get this urge of inspiration and 'faith' in something I see to be 'too good to be true' kind of fashion but it would actually exist.
When I reached my early twenties I realised that I should stop bemoaning my naturally thin hair, and actually try to work with it. I found styles that made it easier to volumise and play around with and started to appreciate the positives - doesn't take long to wash or brush it! I think it happened then because I was going through a period of semi-acceptance of the way I looked.
wanted a simple uniform for every day and then occasional breakout change up
I've had negative and positive clicks. When I went to college I felt totally at sea in fashion, where everyone seemed to be dressing down in these really circumscribed ways that I couldn't figure out. I basically wore everything that hid my body, everything earth tone, just because it seemed so confusing. Before that I had a sort of eclectic attraction to things that were bright, bizarre, spontaneous. I ruined a pair of jeans in high school with developing fluid and painted over them with white paint and wore them, sometimes borrowed my sister's teal miniskirt and wore it with t-shirts, had these weird tall cork wedges from Claire's in middle school which were totally impractical for clambering around stairs on campus. Somehow, in college, I felt the need to disappear from those things, to hide my body and what seemed too eclectic, and didn't sort of re-click with them until perhaps junior year, when I was in New York and seeing everyone on the streets, some of my friends as well, dressing interestingly. I think college felt acutely normative at first, in terms of body consciousness and gender, and I have typically instinctively rebelled against that feeling and such environments by dressing less femme and less distinctively. I had a nice post-college "click" when I bought a few great pairs of shoes at once and felt really terrific about wearing them. My hair is unruly and I'm unwilling to take a ton of time with it, but I do go through strong feelings of needing to have (relatively) short hair or (relatively) long hair and identifying strongly with it in those times.
For me it was Meeting my husband 17 years ago, he formed me into who i am and showed me how to become a confident woman.
It hasn't happened yet.
When I moved from a small town in New Zealand to London I started to wear all the clothes I wished I could have worn. Mostly clothes that are too "out there".
I feel like there has been several moments that have happened regarding different aspects say for instance hair or clothes, but they have seemed to bring the same message. I remember realizing wow I can put coconut oil on my face and chapstick on my lips and feel absolutely beautiful. I realized this also with having my hair long, natural and in a middle part. I realized this even more with what I wear. I used to care so much how I looked, was it acceptable? I have social anxiety so this plays into it, but I realized I can wear things that make me smile, even if they aren't the norm, and still be beautiful. I can be beautiful by simply feeling beautiful to myself and natural beauty does this for me. Denim, which I LOVE, even seems so natural to me, so simple. Furthermore, I think it happened when it did because maybe we all go through this effect of choosing what feels right to us rather than what we think others would choose. Like we all find our personal style and go back to that little girl who wore high top chucks, well because she was just excited and happy to wear high top chucks; who cared what Pam or Bobby thought/thinks.
My hair. I have dreadlocks and I have received extreme reactions; positive and negative. Since then, I realized that my fashion style was individual and if i changed it for someone else, it was bound to change just because of someone again. So I try and do, Me.
A few years ago, I was coming out of a difficult personal time where my sense of style had been deflated and I didn't feel good about myself and how I was dressing reflected it. Something finally clicked though, and I thought, I want to feel better about myself, and taking the time and care to dress in a way that feels good will help my overall sense of wellness and confidence. So I started being serious about slowly investing time, energy, and money back into style.
Just before my fifteenth birthday, I decided that I was done trying to dress like the prettiest girl in the school. I knew I wasn’t going to reach that. So I bought a big ole checkered vintage jumpsuit and a gigantic denim trucker jacket that smelled of weed off of Ebay. Since then, I’ve probably tried every type of clothing out there.
when my husband decide to cheated on me
I felt the urge to be different, to be the black sheep.
Ugh no I mean I’m 27 years old and it’s clicking now— meaning I intentionally look at what people are waring as a way of advice. I’m a dancer and the delight in dressing up and looking polished is there but I am also queer and prefer a more futch lifestyle but also come from a femme upbringing. That’s still there when I shop I find myself attracted to femme-y things but then I’m like oh wait I won’t actually wear that though in real life.
When Kylie Jenner first launched her liquid lipsticks, I suddenly got very interested in makeup. I had never really heard of celebrities having makeup lines, and when I tried it, I went for the bold dark purples and blacks that my friends would never wear. It was a way for me to stand out and express myself in a new, unique way.
Near the end of my senior year of high school, when I was eighteen, I asked my friend if she thought I dressed frumpy and she said, "Yes." It was good time to reinvent myself anyway, so I asked my mom to take me to the mall, and I mixed up my wardrobe a bit. I can't say it was anything too exciting, it was just better than hoodies and khaki pants that were too big and graphic tees.
An interesting 'click' was when I had a conversation about my favourite clothes with someone who actually designs clothes. I got all excited and at some point I went inside to get the scrapbook I once made with fashion photos torn out of fashion magazines. In my view, my scrapbook existed of random scraped-together outfits with no Leitmotiv. There was fur, cotton and lace. There were reds, blues, blacks, whites, browns and even primary yellows. I did notice that were three groups of colour combinations - ethnic (black, red and white), contrast (black and white) and Indiana Jones (browns and kakis and whites) - but I had no idea what the overarching concept was of my favourite clothes.
My friend had one look at my scrapbook and said: Oh, you like A-line.
I looked at my scrapbook too and I realised she was right. It was such an epiphany. I thought: I like A-line! How could I ever not have seen this? A-line! I like A-line!
Yes, I was reading about minimalism and of course a big part of that was clearing out our closets. I realised that I had clothes that I didn't necessarily love and wear. I had them because they were something I would ideally wear. I realised that it is possible for me to buy only the clothes that make me feel really good
I'm not sure if it was a "click," but when I saw Julia Cummings from my favorite band Sunflower Bean cut her hair to a pixie it made me realize that there was nothing stopping me from cutting my hair, too, if I wanted.
But a definite click was when I started looking up to a family friend of ours who is a stylist in LA. I was in high school, she was in her early twenties, and she inspired me to be as unique and expressive as I want in my clothing.
Yes. When I moved in USA. I had the experience of shopping at the famous mall and then I start have the collection of a lot of fashionable clothes.
I began wearing makeup when I was 14, so just over a year ago. And a few months ago, when I started using makeup properly, I began to recognise my preferences- such as my favourite lipstick is red, and I usually do my brows more than my eyeshadow. My personal fashion sense has changed a lot as well. I usually go for a patterned or colourful look.
After a strict upbringing & going to high school with a dress code, my MOMENT in fashion was August, 1969 at Woodstock. I fell in love with the Hippie, Shabby Chic look & now, at age 65, I STILL dress that way. I finally felt free...a rebirth, so to speak. Another moment was a bra burning protest I attended at the first college I attended. I don't need a bra and haven't worn on since 1972! I can't stand to see women in tank/sleeveless tops with their bra straps showing! Take the damn thing off & toss it!