I remember in junior high being confronted one day in the washroom by some of the girls I went to school with.
The issue – I had to choose my tribe.
My crime you see, was one of the most heinous for these girls, and that was one of fashion.
The crux of the matter really came down to this – one day I showed up to class a mini version of Lisa ‘Left Eye’ Lopes – I loved TLC, Left Eye was the coolest!
The next day it was all Doc Martens & plaid – a Smells Like Teen Spirit poster child if ever there was one.
My choice of clothes bothered these girls so much, that they cornered me in the bathroom to tell me I HAD to choose, that I couldn’t be both hip hop AND grunge.
What happened next still kind of surprises me, but I got angry, really angry.
Maybe it was the final straw after months of just taking their bullying or maybe because what they were saying to me was such utter b.s that I couldn’t help but blow up.1 Comment