The more I grow up, the more I am reminded of my appearance. It looks as if all the girls around me know what to do with their look, it's not that they all pull off a stunning style or whatsoever, it's more like they have their own style and their clothes voice loudly who they are. On the other hand, as I have always put it, I have no color. I can wear whatever clothes finding their ways into my wardrobe (mostly from my sisters') and what I wear isn't ok. Not only does it not tell the world who I am, it also doesn't help when crawling to a better position in this society.
Those who truly care about me keep urging me to "upgrade" my look: change hairstyle, do makeup, buy clothes and such. I don't, or at least, not yet. The way I figure my life at this point is quite, different, I guess. My peers' priorities until now should be: studying, career prospects, relationships and life pleasure (such as travelling, new job-irrelating skills, personal interests). Now that I look at this closely, I've realized I've led quite a carefree life recently, my life has been revolving around only pleasures. I don't really care about relationships, as I am of the self-sufficient type, studying and career are not a big deal as well, since I don't really have high standards and expectations. So yeah, I am exactly that loser people have been talking about.
So back to the question: do I think look matters?
Yes, I do. It can play a huge role in my life if I actually go out and have a social life. But I don't. A girl only staying inside couldn't care less about her look.
Will I upgrade my look?
Yes, I will. I will prepare for that in several months' time to make sure I am ready for that change when the time hits. I will try to take up some hair and styling lessons, but that's it.
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In another scenario:
My latest bias has just been found out to have a girlfriend. To be honest, I was quite shocked, especially when he is quite new to my bias list, so his news' effect on me could be stronger than usual. I am quite envious of the girl (teenage fancy never dies in me ha ha), but now that I am back to my rational self, I find it is ok.
The news somehow struck me in a way I never thought of before: I need to look good all the time, so that when I meet my destiny, he will have a good impression of me, which would make the rest easier. But to be honest, I don't think I will pump into that guy anywhere in my entire life. I need too much time to trust someone, let alone love someone. So no, my answer to all the urging and warning is NO.
