Have you ever stopped to think about how much time we spend concerning ourselves with what other people think? Half the time we modify our actions and hamper our self expression to appease strangers who we will never see again. In other places outside of the city, you can get your inappropriate behavior out by singing loudly in the car, or picking your wedgie inside of a Claires in a run-down section of a shopping mall. In New York, you are constantly surrounded by people, so unless you are comfortable in your own skin, just navigating through your day can become a series of decisions based on the imagined opinions of strangers.
There is a conversation constantly streaming through our heads, and it is super annoying. It tells us to act appropriately all the time, and even goes so far as to decide what we wear and how we style our hair so other people don’t judge us. The problem is that people will judge us no matter what we do, so we might as well do things worthy of judgment.
You will never know what is actually going on in the heads of the people around you, so there is no point in worrying about it. At the end of the day the only person whose opinion actually matters is your own. So please yourself, and let the rest of the world worry about what shoes go with what bag, and why any of that crap even matters.
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