With this in mind, I was cleaning out my closet over the past few days, and I gathered lots of clothes to sell at Buffalo Exchange off Hawthorne in Portland. Hawthorne is one of the coolest streets in Portland, and I was having clothing troubles yesterday. Because it's been so hot here, I settled with a colorful striped shirt and shorts with a corset closure. Basic and simple. I was all like "whatever, I'm just there to sell some stuff - no big deal". So after driving a half an hour to get to the place, I get out of my car with two HUGE bags of stuff, when suddenly a wave of embarrassment crashes over me. Portland, especially in this area, is full of super stylish hipsters - people that I admire and aspire to be - and I'm in a stupid, basic, outfit from Target and I'm NOT EVEN WEARING ANY JEWELRY. To calm my anxiety I leave the bags in the car and head to Peet's, where I find myself behind a group of artistically dressed high schoolers. I hate it when kids travel in groups... because, honestly, I'm kind of scared of teenagers (cue My Chemical Romance). Something about their judgmental eyes, and carefree attitude. Screw high schoolers. I was totally a mess ordering my green tea lemonade, and felt super embarrassed just being there. Sad, right? I know. I felt pretty pathetic.
Then I head to Buffalo Exchange with my huge bags in tow. Is it just me, or is everyone looking at me? I only end up selling three things there, and I felt totally intimidated by all the adorably-stylish workers. I did, however, end up having a great conversation with the girl helping me out, and it turns out that I'm not the only one who changes 15 times a day.
I have got to get this wardrobe situation under control so I can start to feel confident in unknown territory, especially when surrounded by super-stylish hipsters. Sigh.
