I discover that my friends think only of my apparel, and those upon whom I have conferred acts of kindness prefer to remind me of my errors.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
In fashion, I think I make mistakes every day.
It is always well to accept your own shortcomings with candor but to regard those of your friends with polite incredulity.
I do tell people when I'm walking down the street that they should really rethink their whole outfit.
I believe that my clothes can give people a better image of themselves - that it can increase their feelings of confidence and happiness.
Do I make fashion mistakes? Yes, but I won't say what.
Something I've always written about is social expectations: that the eyes of the community are on you all the time, expecting you to line up with certain social norms, certain behaviours. Whenever you forgot about them, they'd be strongly reiterated to you, in no uncertain terms.
When I look back at my past mistakes, I realise that there were times when I wasn't myself, and that's why certain styles did not work well for me.
I've had to make friends with an awful lot of bad fashion choices.
Sometimes people mistake the way I talk for what I am thinking.
I don't worry about people misinterpreting my kindness for weakness.