November 2010
80 posts
“I’ve come across this idea many times. The head of my dance department has openly questioned me in class as to why I would bother taking ballet, as my pink hair clearly begs for attention and I would do best to take theatre instead, where that desperate need could be quenched. I’ve been told that dressing differently or looking differently must be because I want the attention of the strangers around me. It’s all about them, they constantly say to me. What you do is all putting on a show, so that you can have just another inch more limelight for your sorry ego. I object. My lifestyle - the choices I make in my life - are for me. The color of my hair, the hobbies I choose, what I decide to wear, and even what I daydream about - is all produced for the one second when a stranger will see me and make his judgement. Whatever box I have been placed in - freak, teenybopper, attention-seeker, delusional, or lying ‘kawaii sparkle princess’ - it was all meant for that moment. How presumptuous! One person’s life created solely for the split-second entertainment of the other, a cameo appearance. It’s really the ultimate display of ignorance.”
—Victoria, from Lolita Charm (via wildjackalopes)
