What do you think?😅
I stood in front of the mirror, tilting my head left and right, trying to convince myself that the dress I had just bought was a good choice. It was bright, floral, and had an unusual mix of colors—orange, pink, green, and a bit of blue. When I first saw it on the mannequin, it looked stunning. But now, as I stared at my reflection, doubts started creeping in.
“Maybe this isn’t really me,” I mumbled.
But I wasn’t ready to give up on it yet. After all, I had spent almost an hour choosing it at the store, ignoring the sales assistant’s hesitant “Are you sure?” and my best friend Lily’s subtle eyebrow raise. I was determined to prove that I could pull off something different for once.
Feeling a mix of confidence and nervousness, I grabbed my phone and snapped a mirror selfie. With a deep breath, I posted it on social media with the caption:
“Some people say this dress doesn’t suit me🥲 What do you think?😅”
Almost instantly, my phone started buzzing with notifications.
Lily commented first:
“Well… it’s unique! 😂 But if you love it, that’s what matters!”
Not exactly reassuring.
Then came my cousin Sarah:
“OMG, where did you even find that? It’s so… colorful!”
Okay, not a compliment either.
Even my always-supportive mom replied:
“Sweetheart, you look beautiful no matter what you wear, but maybe this isn’t your best color? 😅”
Ouch
I sighed and flopped onto my bed. Maybe I had made a mistake after all. But then, among the sea of mixed reactions, one comment stood out.
It was from Alex.
“Honestly, I love it. It’s bold, just like you. Don’t let people make you doubt yourself!”
My heart did a little flip. Alex and I had been friends for a while, and I secretly had the biggest crush on him. I reread his comment at least ten times, my confidence slowly returning. Maybe this dress wasn’t a total disaster after all.
With a newfound determination, I decided to wear it out that evening. I was meeting my friends for dinner, and whether they liked my dress or not, I was going to own it.
When I arrived at the restaurant, all eyes turned to me. There was a brief silence before Lily burst into laughter.
“You actually wore it!” she exclaimed.
“Of course,” I said, pretending to be completely confident. “I happen to think it’s a statement piece.”
“A statement, alright,” Sarah teased. “But hey, at least you’re brave.”
Alex, who had been sitting quietly, finally spoke up. “I think it’s great. It’s different, and I like that.”
My cheeks warmed, and for the first time that day, I didn’t care about what anyone else thought. Maybe the dress wasn’t what people expected from me, but that didn’t mean it was wrong.
By the end of the night, something funny happened—I started to actually love the dress. Not because of Alex’s comment (okay, maybe a little because of that), but because I realized it represented something bigger than just fashion. It was about being bold, embracing what I liked, and not letting others dictate my choices.
So, the next time someone tells me, “That dress doesn’t suit you,” I’ll just smile and say, “Maybe not—but it suits me.”
How’s that? Would you like me to add anything more? 😊
