Some of my friends and family members had serious criticism of how I dress. I hardly wear skirts, I don’t wear makeup, and I don’t wear any shoes with heels. In my opinion, those things were just designed to constrain women’s behavior. For maximum degree of freedom, I choose jeans, T-shirts, and sneakers. Besides, working in a lab where you get chemicals, bleaches, and biohazards, it’s definitely not a good idea to dress up.

However, from my heart, I know that one of the reasons is that I am not comfortable about my body. The feminine stuff always comes with beautiful images. I just don’t see myself matching that. How ironic? The one who refuse to be restricted verbally has actually been constrained most. Fortunately, things may change as time goes by. When someone looked at me and treated me as a woman, I started to consider myself a woman. (It’s a little pitiful to write this down that my awareness comes from others’ assurances. >_< ) I started to accept compliments, and look myself differently. After these years, now I am more comfortable of myself in different cloth. I am glad of my little change, although it is late and slow.

This is my first high heel. The first one I tried on and didn’t feel that I would fall down. It’s pretty comfortable. Hope I can stand straight and beautifully.

(Jeans, T-shirts, and sneakers! Don’t worry. You guys are still my favorites!!)

其實是幼稚無聊的文章一篇，不過想紀念一下我的晚熟。