How I Learned to Love Fashion


For the longest, I did not invest in my appearance.  Don’t get me wrong, I was always presentable; but I tended to blend into the background.  Back in the day when I was a competitive junior golfer, I believed a smart, competitive girl athlete should not take an interest in her appearance.  It was already difficult to get respect from the guys when you’re one of the only girls playing.  I believed I should dress boyishly too.  I guess I thought I would look weak otherwise.  As I got older I realized that although appearance should not play a role in how people interact with you, it does anyway.  I noticed how I was always “one of the guys” and rarely anything else.  SMH.

As I outgrew my hand-me-downs, I started wearing jeans that fit me AND were the correct length. From there, I developed a preference for graphic-type tees paired with Chuck Taylors.  When I realized I would be heading to professional school, I wanted to improve my look again.  This time, I decided to attack this issue like I would with any other scientific problem.  Yes, I turned it into an experiment.  I started by analyzing my body type.  I made a list of assets that I liked AND I would be comfortable highlighting.  Then I went to colors that paired well with my skin tone.  Finally, I started paying attention to celebrities whose style I liked.  Now armed with all of these variables, I was able to find styles of clothes that were recommended for my body and personality profile.  The results were awesome.  From jeans to dresses and skirts to tops, I slowly started to look like a fun, foxy, classy afrocentric young professional.

2015 TCA at The Beverly Hilton

Now I watch every fashion documentary Netflix has to offer and subscribe to Vogue.  I am continuing to fine-tune my sense of style, which is also an outward reflection of my personality.  I have not gotten to the point where I know if a dress is a part of Valentino’s fall line of ’96 or spring of ’02.  To be honest, I doubt that I ever will.  However, I have come to realize that fashion is a way of self-expression.  Sometimes you are spot-on and sometimes there are hard fails, but you are making those triumphs and failures on your own terms.  The ball is always in your court.


   -Dr. G