My brother does this thing where he won’t let people see the clothing he tries on. Whether he loves it or hates it, the entire decision is up to him.
At first, my entire family thought it was super weird. Why wouldn’t he want our opinions?
But then it hit me. He knows what he likes and what he would want to wear, so there’s no use talking him into something he doesn’t love. He is who he is, and no one knows his style better than he.
I, on the other hand, am very different. When I’m getting ready, it is truly an event. I run around the house asking for every single person’s opinion. And, when that isn’t enough [because it never is], I decide to send pictures and FaceTime my friends.
I’m convinced that it’s a sickness. Or maybe I just care too much. Either way, I can’t be the only one who does this, right?
The difference between my brother and I is that he is genuinely happy with every single outfit that he puts on and I get halfway through my day questioning my fashion choices. That, my friends, is the most literal representation of confidence and self-consciousness that I can possibly find.
Yes, I am proud of myself for stepping out of the box every so often. No, I am not proud that I let other people’s opinions weigh on me so much.
So, I decided to test out the wisdom of a 14 year old myself. I made it my mission to go into the fitting rooms by myself, make my decision, and get out. I even started going shopping by myself to test the waters a bit.
At first, it was extremely hard to do this. Not only do I value my friends and close family’s opinions, but I genuinely like trying stuff on for people. Because, let’s face it, everything is more fun [especially at a thrift store] trying clothing on is half of the fun.
It wasn’t until the second shopping trip that I found the power of a fitting room. No one else — just me and the mirror — making decisions the good ‘ole fashion way.
If you know anything about me, you know that I can’t make a decision to save my life. It doesn’t matter how big or small the task may be. But I found that when the decision was just up to me, it was a heck of a lot easier. Who knew my brother had such great fashion advice?
Not only was decision making a lot easier, but I was finding pieces that I actually loved. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve bought something just because one of my friends said it looked great on my and then never worn it again. Well, not anymore!
Who knew a 14-year-old could be so wise? [Brandon, if you’re reading this, don’t let that go to your head.] Do you guys have trouble making fashion decisions? I’d love to hear in the comments whether or not you’d give this solo-shopping experience a try!