Too fat for a Shoreditch girl

I have been working in the Shoreditch are for almost 10 months now. As some of you might know (and agree/disagree with), it is kind of one of the (many?) “hip & trendy” places in London. 90% of the people you see around here look like they were taken from some kind of magazine, styled to the bone but (trying to) making it look like it is so effortless and that they just woke up and looked like that in the morning.

Now we all know that I am not the girliest of girls, and Im sure as hell not one of the trendiest, or prettiest, or thinnest of girls either. And as stupid and ridiculous as it might sound, being surrounded by all these people, especially some of the girls who give you that “oh my god the way you look makes me feel sick” stare when you pass them is really starting to get to me.

I had a very set and pre-made-up conception about this area before I started working here, and during the 3 years I had been in London for, I think I had come down to this area twice. Now that I have been here for a while, I have to admit that there are some pretty cool places around here. However, I still cant help feeling slightly out of place.

Every time I come to work, I get more and more self conscious about the way I look and what clothes I wear. I think I need to go on the Shoreditch diet, dont eat for like 4 months, lose like 10000 pounds, and spend my saved up food money on second hand/Brick Lane market/designer clothes, whilst practising that stare in the mirror, and who knows, maybe I’ll fit in here around Christmas time.

Just some random thought…

4 thoughts on “Too fat for a Shoreditch girl

  1. Gav

    It’s the easiest thing in the world for me to just say “ignore it, don’t worry about it”, because regardless it obviously plays on your mind. But I reckon it is far more important to stay true to yourself. And although no-one appreciates being given the “you look crap” stare, it doesn’t have to be a defining factor of your very existence.

    Fuck ’em. Fuck ’em and their try-hard trendy ways. Just be you. What’s the worst that could happen? Some desperate trendy type gives you a dodgy look and they wont let you in their little gang? Oh well. You’ll be alright. :-)

    You’re Orsi, an individual and you dress how you want – which is a lot more than can be said for others.

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