Essay On Social Conformity

Every day started with a quality strip of microfiber and cotton wrapped around my neck. The ritualistic hovering of classmates’ eyes towards the delicate teal stripes adorning my necktie was merely commonplace at Mattlin Middle School. The intention was not to attract a crowd, wholeheartedly understanding the negative reactions I had received on a daily basis. I gravitated towards neckties and bowties for their style and sophistication. I would have gladly worn them without a crowd. This lack of social conformity, however, was not met with much enthusiasm. Reactions were never soul-crushing, but the customary “What on earth are you wearing?” or the occasional “This is a public school. You don’t need to wear a tie, weirdo.” wasn’t exactly
To my delight, I came to find that there was a relatively small yet dedicated niche to unconventional streetwear. The mere proposition of a group young people who shared the same passion encouraged me to use my designs for a legitimate business. Mustering up all the courage and social comfort I had stored away, I reached out to a moderately established clothing company and early inspiration of mine, Dripped Clothing Company. The creator of Dripped helped educate me, teaching me marketing, website design, and the unspoken rules of social media. This single contact opened an entire platform to socialize with like-minded people. This was as much a social opportunity ads it was a business opportunity. Clothing was both a symbol and a segway to new pathways. Through our now everyday conversations, I refined the clothing of Junk Clothing Co. and shed hundreds of random clothing designs down to six designs to release for the first round of sales. Building on their recommendations and feedback, I added a tongue and cheek flair. Making friends through group chats and social media, a platform I had been previously hesitant to embark in, I developed my designing skills and was able to set up a