Thursday, January 3, 2013

"Well It's Not My Taste..."

Every time I someone says "well it's not my taste", I hear "that's hideous or  why would you want that". I think that may be my biggest pet peeve phrase. It's somewhat cringe-worthy in its hidden meaning. I have somewhat eclectic taste I suppose. It's never really bothered me when someone looks at me crazy for what I am wearing or scoffs at something I make. At least I try not to worry about it too much.
To each their own.
Personal taste is what makes us individuals. Imagine how boring life would be if everyone liked the same things, dressed the same way, read the same books.
Don't get me wrong. I often find myself liking bits of trends, not necessarily because the great fashionistas of the world deemed them fabulous but because they genuinely are something that appeals to me. I am one to respect that all styles do not work for all people and that's probably a good thing. I don't really identify with any one particular fashion movement. My home is not decorated in one particular style. I find I never read books until well after they are trendy. My taste is definitely all over the place and I wouldn't have it any other way.


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