A lot of us are placed in a box when it comes to who we are and what we’re portrayed to be. As a black woman, this notion rings especially true for any way in which I choose to move through the world. It seems no matter who we are and what we do, someone always has something to say about it. And while fashion may only be a small portion of it, it can still affect outside perception enough to garner unsolicited opinion *eye-roll*.
I like to think my wardrobe is a direct reflection of my versatility as a black woman and my ability to move through different environments without being pigeonholed by the expectation of others. My fashion sense speaks to who I am without any regard to how people view or perceive me. Some days, I’m dressy with a lot of colors, prints, and soft, flowy fabrics, others I am a hoodie, pair of jeans and my moccasins. I can dress up, down, sideways, diagonal, or in the shape of a hexagon, in any direction I choose to go I am multifaceted and versatile.
I get angry, I can be loud, but I am also soft and kind, and one thing doesn’t work without the other. There is a multiplicity to my identity and just like my fashion choices there’s a lot of versatility to who I am and who I choose to be. I am a social chameleon. I can give you all four seasons, just like I can give you academic prose laced with colloquialisms and a little bit a cussin’. I’ve got windbreakers right next to my ignorant fur coats, my thigh high boots are lined up with my oxfords, and my Golden Girl cardigans are right new my hip-hop shirts. My style can be subtle, outright, or mixture of both, but that does not dictate who I am or what anyone may think I am supposed to be. I can be anything and more if I so choose.
We need to give ourselves the permission and room to be ourselves, and ALL of ourselves. You do yourself a disservice by hiding or conforming to the opinion of others, who 9 times out of 10 can't even be real with themselves. I allow myself the space to be me and in doing so, give others the courage to do the same. And maybe that'll offend some people, but at the end of the day they don't have to live this life, I do and I deserve to live it however I choose.
That also means checking myself when I am judging others for their choices & decisions no matter how different they are from mine (unless they're down right malicious or inhumane, then I might make a stank face). But I always try to remind myself and others that ain't no seat up there next God with my name on it, so who am I to make unrelenting judgment on someone else? Sis, he made me too, so again who I am?
There is beauty in your multiplicity, God didn’t make us one dimensional, he created each of us with an extensive amount of depth and difference to share and revel in. Recognize all of who you are and have the courage to place it on display for the world to see, chances are life will be that much more colorful when you do…
As usual, I hope this encouraged and inspired you
Until next time...
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