My first read of the year was Sarah Knight’s ‘The Life-Changing Magic of Not Giving a F**k’. Prior to reading this book I was already a fairly Fuck-free person. I have always had a clear list of priorities, I have Dylan to thank for that. But even still, I was left inspired to free up a few more things that were massively draining my Fuck Budget. One of these things is giving a fuck about what people think about my outfit.
I hadn’t realised this was draining so many of my fucks. What I wanted to wear and what I actually wore have been in no way the same thing for quite a long time. I guess the internet is partially to blame for this because you’re constantly open to scrutiny. Fuck scrutiny. I will give not a single one of my fucks to scrutiny this year. And especially not a single fuck to trolls. Fuck trolls.
Internet aside, the main reason I’ve been dulling down my style for as long as I can remember is because of people. Real life physical people. People who nudge their friends, who giggle, who mutter, who stare. You know what? Fuck those guys.
It’s easier said than done, I can’t lie about that. Especially if you’re like me. I hate being stared at but I love bold outfits, it’s a curse. When I feel people looking at me I feel myself burning up and I want to be swallowed up by a hole in the ground. But you have to remind yourself that you dress for you and for no-one else. As long as what you’re wearing makes you happy, it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. I’m going to try my best to put it into practice this year and I think you should too.
I put this outfit on this morning and I felt happy. I felt confident. I enjoy this outfit. If you don’t love it, feel free to tell me but I won’t give a fuck.