So I have this friend, the attention seeking one with a boyfriend from my previous post, and she is becoming more superficial by the moment. She has to be perfect. She's one of those girls who thinks they're the shit, but they won't admit it because everyone hates that. She annoys me so bad, and to be honest I'm only friends with her still because 6 years ago I promised I would always stay by her side. On top of that we made this group called "the clan" (one of our very dumb and hilarious moments) and it's like life-long commitment to stay friends, but if someone really wants out, they can leave. We aren't holding them captive. A friend did leave, but anyways back to my friend. She is obsessed with having her own unique style. She has to be different and has to be noticeable. She tries way to hard to be different. She freaks out if someone she doesn't know has the same pair of jeans and claims they copied her. That's how obsessed she is. She claims everyone is copying her, and it bugs me SO much! I can't get something that is remotely close to her style without her saying I copied her. The truth is, I didn't. Any change comes from the influence of my mom's style in clothes and accessories.
For example, one day I was with my friend who I will name Italian Stallion. Italian Stallion and I were homecoming dress scouting online. I was set on a red dress this year, for my school's homecoming. So when I couldn't find cute ideas online, I realized my mom's red dress is about my size. It's a size 5, but I'm a size 1-3 sometimes 4. So I tried it on and it fit pretty well, so I got excited and Italian Stallion decided this was gonna be my homecoming dress. I mean talk about saving money and time! I showed my mom and she pulled out her leopard stilettos. She told em to try them on. They fit perfectly. It looked super cute, but kinda out of my range of style. I wanted it to reflect my sense in fashion and yes this would totally show it, but the leopard print itself was not me. Stallion and my mom kept trying to get me to persuade me to wear it together for homecoming. A part of me wanted to because of the fashion sense, but a part of me didn't because well it just wasn't me. I told them I would think about it. Then I realized leopard print was my attention seeking friend's style, and she would freak if I even thought about it. I shared this with Stallion and my mom. Stallion and I had to explain to my mom the complication and annoyance of her obsession of her style and how hard she tries to make sure she stands out. My mom simply gave me advice and said, "You wear what you want. Don't let her control your style. Your style is your style, her is hers. You will wear what you wanna wear because you wanna wear it, and anyone who tries to tell you otherwise can just grow up." So I kept the shoes in my room by my red dress and my other shoes with my other dress.
The day of my party, my attention seeking friend came into my room to change into her swim suit and I came with her. As soon as she stepped into my room, she went straight to the leopard stilettos in the box close to my dress. She was ready to freak out on me for "trying to steal her style."
She picked them up and cold and curtly said, "When did you get these?"
I replied calmly but cold, "Those are my mom's. She's had those for a long time, like a year or two now. You can ask her."
She quickly rebounded back not convinced, "oh.."
Annoyed, I explained, "Stallion and my mom said I should wear it with my red homecoming dress, but I don't know yet. I might not, it's not really my style, but it's super cute."
She sharply replied, "Yeah. They aren't."
I could see in her face she thought that I had gone out and bought them, because I wanted to be just like her. I don't. Actually, I don't want to be anything like her. Like I said before she's obsessed with her style and is an attention seeker and thinks she better than everyone else. Did I mention she's in love with herself? She's also one of those girls who has to match completely. Like if a shirt isn't the same color as her shoes she freaks out. She doesn't understand complimenting colors and when I do something very fashionable and something you might see in a fashion magazine, she tells me I match. I believe the point of fashion is that it doesn't always match and sometimes it does clash, but in an eye appealing way. I'm not scared to try something new. She is one of those super safe people when it comes to clothes, and I hate it when she tries telling me how I should match when I do match in a more fashionable way. (I am going to call this attention seeker Leopard Stilettos from now on, just letting you know)
She can say I copy her, but I don't. The style I have comes from the style my mom has always had. She can say I got into heels because she did, but my mom has been trying to get me to like heels for years before I even met her. She can say I copied her "pirate boots" which are tall cloth slouch boots by getting heeled steve madden leather boots, but I had low cut black slouch boots a year before she did. Besides the shoes she claims is a copy of hers, don't look remotely the same. Hers are cloth and flat. Mine are leather, heeled, and have buckles. If anything she copied my black slouch boots, but I don't care. They're super comfy and cute. I can't wear my mom's old keds without her freaking out and saying I copied her. My mom has had them since I was born. It just really bugs me! And I'm not the only one. When I go shopping with Stallion and other members of the clan we have this joke every time we try something on. I will try something on and show Stallion and tell her, "Well I better not get this or Leopard Stilettos will get pissed and say I'm copying her!" We always crack up, because the truth is we don't care what she thinks. When I explain it to friends who don't know her, they think it's ridiculous and they say they have never heard of that.
To her, I can't be touched. I can't get bitched out because she knows my mom's sense of style exceeds hers and that's exactly where I get it from. She knows my mom comes home at least 4 times a month and brings home some cute shirt of piece of clothing that she thought I would like and sometimes overlaps with her style. She knows I am more fashionable then her, because fashion is kind of my life dream. She knows I don't need to try to change my style into something unique, because it just happens. I try things other people my age wouldn't try because they're scared what people will say. I don't care as much if you don't like my style because it's mine, not yours. Fashion is my life, that's one thing she can't say I got from her. It's the only thing I know I can always be better at. It's my form of confidence, and no one can steal that from me.
Am I the only one with a friend like this? I mean is it wrong for me to be so annoyed by this? Is it wrong I talk about her like this? She's just so superficial and always has to be the center of attention, but I guess that doesn't justify talking behind her back. Leopard stilettos, if you ever read this, please accept the fact that not everyone wants to be you and wants to copy you. I'm definitely not one of them. I have my own person to be.
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