Outfits speak louder than wordz

Growing up painfully shy, there were times where I would attempt to speak and my voice would fail me. So later on in life I started depending on my outfits, cause I knew they could speak for me. They would attract people, which would initiate conversation. It really couldn't be any easier!

I often times used other people's outfits as a mean of talking to them too. Because tbh how do you approach people and befriend them? I'll be a senior citizen before I figure this one out. It's a challenge  when you have so much to say but aren't sure how to let it out. When to say it. And that feeling of defeat of having to suck on your teeth when you lose the moment and know that it's not going to come back. Then you wonder what kind of impact your lost words would have had on the conversation. Would someone have agreed? Would someone have laughed? You wouldn't be able to know but continue to wonder.

At my weekend job,  (yes I have a weekday one too), people are so incredibly altered by silence and lack of conversation. They start to question you and your wellbeing. Being quiet doesn't necessarily translate to something being wrong or not feeling well. There is a distinct difference between actual silence and not wanting to interact. The majority of people there are just so loud and attention seeking, which really clashes with my personality. Loud people don't like quiet people, and I don't like loud people. The thing about silence is the misconception that comes with it from others . They may find it awkward. embarrassing. unsettling. uncertain. and so on. It's just not that deep. 

It's so much easier for me to write or text as opposed to talking. I have photos done by @royal.youths for the next two blog posts, but even now I'm having the trouble finding what to write about. I aways want to make it a relevant topic, and something that hopefully a few people could relate to. But what sucks just as much as not being able to find the words, is this new Instagram algorithm! This shit sucks.

I'm off to go find some words now.

Outfit deets:

Beret: Old Marc by Marc Jacobs

glasses: Dollskill

leather jacket: Bershka (go to the Pop-Up in Soho!)

hoodie: Petals & Peacocks Offline PSA Hoodie

orange camo pants: Dollskill

shirt: Newcomer NYC (you have to see them live & buy one at a show!)

heels: Jeffrey Cambell Cienega-Lo (try LF)

Have you ever depended on your fit to attract conversation? Or is it just me and my lack of social skills? As always you can drop it low in the comments below.