About two weeks ago, I wore a dress to school for the first time.
For a lot of high schoolers, this might be completely normal; but you see, I hate dresses.
Or at least I used to.
When I was younger, I prided myself on being a “tomboy” more than anything. A couple of friends and I swore off makeup, dresses, and the color pink. In our third-grader minds, those things were too “girly” and “uncool” for us.
From way back then all the way through eighth grade, most of those things stuck with me. I would complain to everyone humanly possible about dresses and skirts, letting them all know that I was not happy about having to wear something fancy for graduation. I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that everyone around me came to the same conclusion- I am not a “girly girl”, nor will I ever be.
But then, about two weeks ago, I decided I wanted a change.