Everybody knows that fashion comes with labels. Yes, there is a label for each one of us. The jeans and tee wearing ‘girl – next – door’, the all black all the time ‘goth’, the too – tiny – skirt wearing ‘slut’, the androgynous ‘tom boy’, the blazer and bow tie clad ‘prep’, the one with her bra unflatteringly showing ‘skank’, the adventurous ‘trend setter’, the out of the way ‘rebel’, the colorfully quirky ‘eccentric’, the disastrous ‘trainwreck’, the one who makes boring right choices ‘safe’, the ‘rockstar’ who makes every outfit look good, the ‘clueless’ one who got it wrong so many times. Labelling is something fashion people are certainly good at. Makes it a cut throat industry. However, a label just tells you so much. Its like the title of a book, with hundreds of pages, if one would care to read it.
I am wearing the color red after ages. I share a love-hate relationship with this color. This time of the year its all love though.
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