The Clothes Make the Woman

I dress like a crazy person because I don’t want to talk to people. Because I’m hoping that people will look at me and like me automatically, and I won’t have to open up my mouth and make a case for myself. I hope that my clothes do that for me. That my clothes tell you everything that there is to know about me, so that I can experience the sweet relief of not having to explain myself or defend myself or act like I know what’s going on. I don’t do it for attention. I do it so that there will be no questions. I try not to look like everyone else because I don’t want to be like everyone else, and that should be enough. We can stop there. This enough. I am shy, and I am dressed like this so that you can’t tell.

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