mufti days

The dictionary defines mufti as civilian clothes, in contrast with military or other uniforms, or as worn by a person who usually wears a uniform. Oh how the fashion world would love to throw that definition out the window and replace it with the real fashionistas point of view. The purpose of mufti day changes with every year of a person existence. In primary school, it’s a fun day where you can combine all of your favorite, colour clashing, wrong on so many levels, pieces of clothing and think you are the coolest kid on the block. You then enter the world of high school and the day you once enjoyed so much then becomes the day you fear the worst. Mufti becomes replaced with judgment and you find yourself a basic recipe for disaster. It’s the one-day you can see what style people follow and perceptions of people you once had are totally changed. The day it seems like its alright to judge a book by its cover. You tell yourself not to judge, not to care what you wear but for a female teenager its impossible. You think all of the night before what you’re going to wear, you want to appear “yourself” but you’re only kidding everyone around you. So you attempt the “effortless” look, the look that actually took you hours to master, hours of standing in front the mirror, hours of pulling everything out of your wardrobe to then just chucking it on the floor. So you finally master the outfit but what about shoes and bag goes with it? when you finally think it’s done, it’s only just the beginning. How many times do you rethink the outfit just because you might not have the “right” accessories to match? I mean wouldn’t it be easier to wear uniform and all look the same? Yes one would vote a normal day rather than a judgment day.