3.09.2009

Odd. Strange. Peculiar.


So I had a very odd day the other day, and I only now am remembering to blog about it. Here goes.

The other day, I decided to have lunch with the bestie who works up the hill on campus at Rady, Jules. Before heading out to lunch with her, I tell her that I am going to grab some chips to accompany my boring sandwich - so off I go, moseying my way to the Sunshine Sotre (how ironic since their prices don't necessarily always bring sunshin into my life). As I saunter behind the Geisel building, I see JoAnn  from Facilities and I wave. What a chipper soul she is, enjoying her lunch in solitdue, and breaking silence to shout a "Hey Dess!". I wave and smile and leave her be, hoping I didn't ruin her lunch or her lovely vegetarian sandwich that she was snacking on.

I walk up the hill towards the Sunshine Store and I hear this soft and dainty voice from behind me saying, "Excuse me, hello?" and I think to myself, Turn around idiot, she's talking to you - only, I was saying that to the person I thought she was talking to (not me) only to find out, the voice crept closer to my sound perameters and became more clear - she was actually talking to me. I turn around puzzled and see this skinny asian girl, stood about 5'3, if that, terribly dyed brown hair, parted from the left side and almond shaped eyes. When our eyes meet she asks me this weirdest thing...

"Does this outfit look weird to you?" - she asked with a light asian accent. I paused in disbelief. Did this girl really have the guts to ask some random stranger about her outfit? My! The world and the confidence it dares to instill in people today, it's mind boggling! There was nothing wrong in her asking me this simple question, however, I did find it excitingly interesting that she was not confident in her outfit that she fixed up perhaps, at the break of dawn when most students wake up here on campus, BUT she was indeed confident enough to ask a total and completely random stranger! I smiled and laughed lightly inside.

After running my thoughts out of my mind to concentrate on her outfit, I scanned my eyes up and down her 5'3 stack of asian persuasian. She looked no different than the typical asian from out of the US, with a highly keen sense of asian fashion - the edgy, dangerous, potentially misconstrued by a typical American type - the if-I-were-skinny-and-had-the-money type of outfit. She wore a normal black cotton girl tee, with a red plaid skirt that feel right off of her slendor pelvic area, laying above her mid thighs, accompanied with black leggins with... wait... WHAT.IS.SHE.WEARING? Brown uggie boots?! There is no brown on her entire outfit, nor does the shade of brown (brown bear kinda brown - haha, I know, that may not help at all) even appear on any accessory that she is wearing. I literally drew my head back and thought to myself - Honey, the boots? What were you thinkin? - I'm not fashionista at all, I do try, and have many failed attempts in retrospect but, I know one thing - match the shoes with something - a bracelet, necklace, headband.. Wait! It matches! It matches her HAIR! Relief, I didn't have to be superficially judgmental anymore, I saw her intent with the brown uggies. :) Beautiful.

I looked at her and smiled - "No...? :)" Score. 
I figured she deserved it - for having courage to holler at me from behind to give her the go, for having the confidence to put the outfit on and walk out of her home, for having the audacity to match the boots with her hair. How could I refrain from empowering her to know that she made the right decision? I had to okay it, she didn't look terrible, but she didn't put together an outfit that I would have - granted in some cases, that's a good thing! In this case, and in my opinion, definitely not. LoL. 

She smiled with content and confidence, and courage and walked about her daily walk to campus, drippings with viscious ticks of fashion envy, fashion police (wannabes) and fashionistas. I felt kind of good, even though I totally didn't agree with her outfit, she didn't looke completely WEIRD, but had her own sense of style, I couldn't hate on that, could I have? :)

Random post for the day.
Yay. :)