Dress for Yourself — Not for Anyone Else
You are your own runway. Strut! I hate looking like everyone else. While I like styles and trends, I always try to put my own spin on what the masses wear. When I was a teen, I worked my first job in high school. It was in a Junior Achievement Program that helped students become entrepreneurs. Once we completed the program, we received two hundred dollars. For a poor city kid being raised by a single mom, that two hundred dollars felt like two million. When I received the money, I was over the moon. I never had so much money in my life! I kept a piggy bank with pennies, nickels, dimes, and quarters — but paper money was hard to come by. If my mom wasn’t paying bills or buying groceries, she had to clothe my brother and me. There wasn’t much left over, even for my mom. With the money, my first instinct was to spend it. I wanted to go shopping in Downtown Crossing. At the time, the trendiest stores were Tello’s, Rainbows, and Filene’s/Filene’s Basement. Other stores included Marsha...