I'm 5'3".. on a good day. And the media has always told me that I'm incredibly average, that beauty is pouty lips, and big boobs, and skinny waists, and thighs that don't touch. I remember flipping through magazines as a teenager and wondering why none of the women looked like me, with their sky high legs and protruding ribs, and feeling a total lack of self-worth. On a field trip in fifth grade, I recall students on the bus mocking my skin tone with remarks about how I'm "so pale, [I] look like [I'm] dying." I closed my eyes, feigning sleep, so that nobody could see me crying. At some point, it just clicked: Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and I needed to change the way in which I viewed myself.
I'm an actress. When I put on a costume, my whole demeanor changes. This often surprised my high school classmates, as I walked into my classroom virtually invisible but somehow transformed when in costume on a stage. I never put much emphasis into fashion until I tried on a pair of jeans that fit so perfectly, I never wanted to take them off. To anybody else, those jeans were... jeans! To me, they were my first foray into self confidence. A simple article of clothing changed the way I walked into a room, demanding just a little more attention then the shy girl who'd been in her place the day before. I soon realized the power of a perfectly fitted article of clothing. I carried myself differently, which in turn, changed the way people perceived me.
Over time, I've developed a more eclectic taste. An outsider might think a unicorn farted glitter into my closet, and truth be told, I don't mind at all. I wear what I want, even if holographic sweatshirts and pastel pinks are so last season. I don't run towards trends, I run towards the glittery pink shirt that will make me feel so joyful IDGAF what anybody else things of me!
Photographer: Dan Battista
White Overalls: LF
Black Bootlets: Guilty Sole
Holographic Jacket: Forever 21
Pink Snake Jacket: Valfre
Mesh Rainbow Shirt: Dollskill