Ignore those exhausting essays attempting to shame you for your love of maxi dresses, leggings, skinny jeans, bedazzled anything, blue eyeshadow, Crocs, Uggs, sparkly pants, or mismatched socks.
Because you know what those essays are? OPINIONS.
Our value does not lie in the degree to which others can tolerate looking at us. It’s not our duty to be visually pleasing to anyone. Our fashion choices, our bodies, our self-worth are not public property. They are a decision we get to make.
Let’s stop denying each other the agency to dress ourselves. To think for ourselves. To be ourselves. To be enough EXACTLY as we are in our pyjama bottoms, patterned tees, Uggs, and all the blue eyeliner we can pile on.
I love you. Dress on, my friend. Dress. On.