Dress-Up Day

1. I decided to dress "ghetto" to classes last week because I have two guy friends who I am always making fun of. They are the ones I borrowed the clothes from--a black straight brimmed hair with an XXL black t-shirt with bright yellow words on it. I chose not to wear their pants because I would constantly be pulling them up, and I would be freezing because the material is so thin.

2. When I approached people I knew, I just laughed it off. I don't take situations too seriously, so I didn't really care that my friends were hysterically laughing at me. I didn't feel weird when I walked by people I didn't know because I don't think they were really paying attention to me. I only had one class that day (an 8am) so everyone was being zombie-like anyway.

3. None of my friends treated me differently and the only thing I noticed from my peers was an occasional double take. I didn't mind though. Again, I only had one class so none of my other professors saw me in my "ghetto" clothes.

4. Only my friends mentioned something about what I was wearing. They already knew that I had to do the assignment so they just laughed at me for about 5 seconds and then we didn't talk about it the rest of the day. No strangers came up and said anything about me either.

5. Even though I didn't get that much feedback about my new clothing choices, I still think that clothing makes the person--before you actually know them and get accustomed to them. No matter what anyone says, you judge people you don't know by their appearance. I don't think that will ever change.