shelby - ravenna, Michigan
Entered on January 13, 2009
Age Group: 18 - 30
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This I believe

Ever since I can remember I have loved clothes. Some may say I have too many clothes; I tend to think I don’t have enough. I believe that you can never have enough clothes. Clothes to me, tell who the person is without verbalizing it. They allow us to see what they feel on the inside by displaying their feelings on the outside.

I wonder if I will ever see the seventy year old women again. She was dressed in black leather from head to toe. My mind questions her, not because she can’t really pull off the leather pants, but because she clearly wants to be young again. I wish everyday to be older. I tell myself that when I am older I won’t ever wish to be young again. However, the seventy year old lady in leather makes me question if I won’t miss these years that I am trying so hard to fast forward. I cannot forget the girl who sits three desks away; and wears those neon orange tights. She to me displays something that I am not. She has the ability to make a statement and the confidence in herself to wear those bright tights. She does not care if the caddie girls in the hallway say that her outfit doesn’t match or that she can’t pull off bright tights. The girl in the bright orange tights will always be someone who I will admire for her fearlessness.

The way these strangers touch a little part of my life is significant. Not because I will always remember them for what they were wearing, but how what they were wearing lead me to realize more about myself as a person. They helped me get a glimpse of what I want and don’t want to be. The strangers that I encounter everyday show me that judging a book by its cover may not be as bad as everyone thinks. That by looking on the outside may gives us more insight to the inside then what we tend to think. That is why I believe that what people wear on the outside is their clues to what’s really on the inside.