Out of the Comfort Zone

The dress up day was really not that big of a deal for me. I was somewhat out of my comfort zone, but if I was to truly conduct this experiment I would’ve had to wear something truly outrageous. Personally I think that not many people in the class were completely out of their comfort zone, to the point of “not getting caught dead in” their particular outfit.
I decided to wear what I did because the clothes I had on were about the only ones that could make me stand out in any way. I didn’t really have any mental boundaries, and I suppose if I wanted to I could’ve worn make up, and then the experiment would be for real. But, knowing all well that nobody else was going to go anywhere close to that far, I didn’t think it would be appropriate.
As for approaching people on campus, I found it no different than any other day. The people I know are the ones who know me well enough to actually believe that I would wear something like I did on a regular basis. (I once went to Hilltop in a Gorilla Costume and ordered a Sub) I just think that at college people are way more accepting of others and who they are. There are so many different types of people in the world, and I don’t judge them, so why should they judge me. Usually if I see someone wearing something completely outrageous I know that there’s probably a reason for it, and I go about my business like a normal human being. The only people who talked to me in regards to my clothing were complimentary of it, including professors.
So I still believe that people make the people, clothes do not. If clothes made the people that would mean that on Wednesday we were all a bunch of freaks. Since I’m pretty sure most of us aren’t freaks, I’d say that justifies clothes not making the person.