"I wear what I want and I just don’t care.”So if I got out of the bath this morning, and had the impulse to wear that brown corduroy pants that I haven’t touched for ages, along with a scandalously mismatching faded blue polo shirt, then I will go out to the public wearing exactly that. If I had the compelling desire to ruin my dysfunctional social life a little bit more by not wanting to wear shoes to work, then I will meet with provincial treasurers, city mayors and regional directors in my trusty worn-out sandals with feet proudly bared, toes and all. If I wanted to clip my office ID on the collar of my shirt right at the middle where the buttons are, then the world may cringe in horror for all I care. If popular opinion thinks that my tastes are way too uncool, then they’d better be having new opinions by noon, ‘coz I ain’t changin'.
I say, bow to me, World.
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