Create your own visual style… Let it be unique for yourself and yet identifiable for others. – Orson Welles
At some point in the first grade I realized that taking the time to match and fold all my socks was a dreadfully boring task and I began throwing them all into a drawer without their partner. This led to a new, much more fun, daily routine of picking out the two socks that matched the very-least, thus inspiring a rather questionable fashion trend at Pine Ridge Elementary. I don’t think I owned one pair of white socks until the sixth grade. I share this glimpse into my childhood because, although this decision didn't seem significant to me at the time, it’s a shining example of the accepting home that I grew up in. My parents didn't bat an eye or ever once make me feel weird about my decision to express myself through my “clashion” sense. They were in full support of my unique ways as a kid, and miraculously, I've been able to surround myself with people who continue to encourage me to be fully myself as an adult.
