I’ve talked about this before, but after this weekend, I think it bears repeating.
I don’t really have a style. That’s probably because I hate shopping, except for technology or books. Give me jeans and a t-shirt, and I’m happy.
Yesterday, I was out at breakfast with my mother when she said something that, frankly, insulted me.
I’m an only child. To make up for this, many of my favorite fictional characters (and sometimes my favorite famous people) are like family to me. I used to shy away from this, because I thought if people knew, they would think I was weird. But more recently, I’ve embraced it. I even admitted it in my Children’s Literature class.
I have a lot of fandoms. I’ve hardly met a book, movie, music, what have you, that I don’t like. Outlander, Divergent, and Harry Potter, just to name a few.