In the fifth grade, there came my sudden fashion moment. One day, I was really feeling myself. I put on a black skirt and colorful tights (连裤袜), a yellow T-shirt with dark purple flowers. Then I added my final touch: a pair of green rain boots (雨靴).
I climbed onto the school bus, smiling and thought I was a super star. But when I got off, my friend John looked me up and down and said, "What are you wearing?" Everyone turned and looked at me, laughing. I was discouraged. To be honest, John wasn't trying to make me disappointed. He was just shocked.
But while my ego (自尊) took a minute to return, a rebellious (反叛的) voice appeared in my mind and I said, "No, I'm not showing up like everyone else."
Style has always lit me up. And through all my years, that voice has remained.
But the truth isn't about clothes. It's about a powerful need to be accepted by the world as my true self. Personal style isn't about drawing attention. It is a strong wish not to be looked at but to be taken in as a whole by others.
However, society sometimes fails to understand this. There is a saying, "To be yourself in a world that is trying to change you into something else is the greatest achievement." Wear the clothes you love and be yourself.