For the past two months, I've sat at work, bored out of my mind. I've read through most of my books twice already, and they won't allow me to do my statistics homework while on register. The only option has been to read trashy celebrity gossip mags (like Us Weekly--how tragic a fate that should befall me!) and large, bulky fashion magazines, filled with clothes that, as a college student, I could never buy, and, as a geeky girl, I could never truly appreciate.
But something has changed within me. Something is not the same.
It would seem that, as I've read more and more, I've begun to feel... as though my fashion could use an improvement. Or, to say the least, I could learn some fashion period. There's something different about fashion--something innately marvelous, empowering, and, well, girly.
It is also something I have thus far failed to possess. I, with my large collection of Pokemon games, vast knowledge of Shakespearean quotations and internet lingo, and love of all things Japanese, have utterly failed in terms of "being a girl." Despite my hardest efforts, I have not made a splash in any social scene, and, while accepted by my current (and incredibly interesting albeit occasionally dorky) friends, I have been largely unable to make new ones in my college setting.
But that's no matter. I have decided to attack this "fashion" business with my usual approach--diligent research and experimentation! If I fail to become "girly," then, well, maybe I wasn't meant to be. But if I succeed--well, wouldn't that just be fabulous? Either way, it looks like it'll be great fun, incredible fun.
I can only hope I survive it.
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