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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?
Since joining art school in 2015 I've come across a whole spectrum of different styles and ways of presenting myself. Most people within the art community really couldn't give a damn what other people think about them or how they look which I think had a really positive affect on my own style... that sudden realisation that no matter what I wore - so long as I wore it with confidence - would look 10/10 really impacted the way I presented myself in public.
When I wore a costume in a play and no one recognized it was me. That character got a lot of positive notice I never did
i don't remember a specific moment, but when i was about 13 i just gave up with caring about what other people thought and dressed how i wanted. i think it mostly happened at this time because it was when my parents started to oppose a lot of the things i was wearing (e.g short skirts etc) and i just didn't understand why they had so many rules, so i gave up crying and wore what i wanted and used fashion to represent myself.
Yes, at some point in middle school. I think it was then I realized I felt so awkward because I wasn't dressing "correctly." At this point in time, I was old enough to learn by myself what "went" and what didn't, which I think I couldn't do before then.
Yes, when my roommate complained about her relatives judging her as a shame because of a mere fashionable look. I wasn't aware of how one's appearance can affect others' impressions until then.
No, or I can't remember.
I haven't really had that moment, I'm still trying to figure it all out but I think I'm getting there.
I guess the fact that not every piece of clothing works for every person. Style is subjective and each person has their own unique sense of style. I'm not sure, maybe because I had been feeling insecure about my own style for a while.
I think at 12. Learning how to apply Kajal, Indian kohl and also what I am named for. This simple black line to accentuate my eyes, it is so Indian - regardless of class and education. No matter where in the world I go, my Kajal pencil is this one simple thing that feels like a declaration of where I grew up. Well, and rose water.
Jewelry - a big part of my heritage and earrings seem to make or break an outfit for me. I discovered at uni in England, that my silver traditional jhumkas with a simple white T shirt - those earrings that swing with movement and make a tiny tinkling sound - it is home with me in my ears, ha! But seriously - accessories. I often pick my earrings first and then match my outfit to them for special occasions.
I havent had that moment yet
In Opera I dress in jeans, t-shirt and sport-shoes so everybody can see I am working. don't remember when it started. important: not too sexy because of authority reasons
I dressed as a pin-up girl for Halloween my sophomore year of college. The color schemes worked for my hair and skin and the way the lines cut across the body celebrated my curves way more than any boho look I could have tried. I liked getting bangs, too. I remember feeling intimidated to wear a leather jacket with red lipstick but one day I just did and was so into it. The way people dressed at my college when I attended was really cool. I think I learned to be more myself by seeing others be more themselves. It was a great beauty standard to see after seeing so much of a preppy style in my hometown.
I think in middle school I decided I was going to wear as many colors and prints as I wanted. My mom and my sister made fun of me, but my friends always supported and complimented me. I loved and still love creating looks with a lot of drama and life to them. I want people to notice me, and that's what I wanted at age 12 too. I wanted to stand out and matter to people.
Esther a slow development of leaving my mothers Ideals. Beaty was Kind of suppresed before.
i was younger
In recent times the whole high heel thing is something that has really clicked for me. A lot of high heels I find to be incredibly unattractive, and I suppose what has clicked for me is that plenty of other shoes look just as good and professional and glamorous and stylish as high heels (if not more so). I don't need to wear high heels just because I am a professional and just because the majority of the women that I work with do. I think I've come to realise that the kind of shoes you wear don't determine how good a lawyer you actually are. And I've also realised that high heels are lot more susceptible to being damaged by endless pounding around the office than brogues are!
Minimalism= life altering.
When I started dating
Don't know what triggered it, but something about makeup and hair being important came pretty late to me. I don't overdo it, but I pay attention now.
I had long hair as a child, but got it cut into a short crop when I was 11, because I started swimming a lot and long hair was a pain to manage. I've grown my hair out once since then, but it was clear to me that short hair is "me". It defines how I dress. It wasn't a sudden relevation, it's just something that became clear to me over the years.
I've been interested in all these things since I was I child and they make my life complete. I like to change style often,to experiment,... I'll never stop.
This year I have really realized that I don't care all that much. Comfort is key lol. I shaved my head, I mostly wear plain t shirts and overalls. I dress up for events. Probably because I got a 9-5 job and didn't feel like putting that much effort into my appearance. I like it more though. I feel more androgynous and queer and simple and focused.
I was 13 and got into the scene look. I realized that my heart enjoyed the beauty in it
Yes. I moved to New York City when I was 18 to attend NYU. I had never had a real grip on the idea of what to wear, and in high school I had felt foiled at every turn because I had pretty much no money or freedom of my own expression. When I got to NYC, I experimented with every look under the sun. I wore oversized sheer t-shirts as dresses, pale pink patent leather Doc Martens, and any strange men's shirt I could find at Salvation Army. I was empowered by the fact that NO ONE in New York cares. Wear whatever you want. The city has better things to do than pay attention to your lil' outfit.
When I turned 40. I had the figure I was going to have, and the hair I was going to have, and the confidence, finally, to dress for what suits me. It was the confidence that comes with age, and realizing that getting older is awesome.
Yes, when I started sleeping with men I unconsciously began dressing much more feminine.
Somewhere in the first year of working on my job, I realised I could spend way more money on clothing (or on literally anything else) than I ever could before. I loved it, although it felt weird... but I got used to spending more, buying less really quick. Soon I realised that, in the end, expensive clothing can be cheaper than cheap clothing. I also realised how much joy it gives me to not necessarily wear ''fashionable'' clothing, but to wear pieces with nice fabrics and fits (so not the H&M I was used to as a student).
Actually, when was reading Women In Clothes. There's a line early on in there, that was just like, dressing is about being yourself. Being myself. That resonated with me. It was permission to just throw out all the other "rules". I am the ultimate, final authority in my style. That realization brought a lot of fun back to dressing.
I don't think it has happened yet.
Not yet. I'm a 22 year old who just graduated from college and think I'm still trying to figure out what my personal style is. But I think I'm slowly but surely getting there - I know what I like and don't like.
A few years ago, I decided to stop dying my hair. At first, nothing clicked, I just felt awful. Grey! Old! Urgh! Then, slowly, I got it. The cool cut, the make up to go with it. Right now: grey hair, almost white, very short, pink sneakers. Love it!
I like to experiment and I've never really been attentive to trends; I'm guided by a sort of inner sense of style. I'm in touch with myself and I think I'm aware of what colors, styles, etc. look attractive (or unattractive) on me. I know what I like. For me, there was no singular moment when something "clicked." My style, specifically my clothing, has always been an expression of my personality; an extension of who I am. Often, my emotional landscape and climate determine how I dress.