Anonymous wrote:So American to be SO PROUD of how you Don’t Care At All about other people

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I'll never forget the day many years ago when I forgot to wear eye liner to work. Multiple people asked me "are you okay?" before I realized why.

I'm 60 years old and have worn eyeliner since I was 15. Every time I've tried to give up the habit, I've had at least one person a day say "Oh, you look exhausted today" or "Are you not feeling well?" So I guess it's eyeliner for life or until my eyesight is so bad the magnifying mirror doesn't work anymore or I develop a hand tremor.

Anonymous wrote:It's not the rich who are dressing like slobs, it's the middle class and underclass. I think wage stagnation, depression, and obesity rates play a part. The proles have given up and their appearance reflects that.

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Anonymous wrote:ask yourself why the opinion of others matters so much to you.

Ask yourself why the opinions of others DOESN’T matter to you.

The opinions of others do matter. And I can probably count all those "others" on my two hands. Part of growing up is realizing that most people's opinions don't matter. Impressing looks-obsessed women (yes, only women care about this) that I don't know isn't a priority. The employee at Target doesn't care what I wear, they care that I'm polite. The other parents at pickup don't care how I'm dressed, they care if my child is nice to theirs and whether I'm donating to the fundraiser.

I think there's a massive fallacy at work with you and OP in that you think everyone cares about this as much as you do. That all of us are judging each other by outfits and makeup. In professional or formal environments where certain dress is expected, then people should dress appropriately. But outside of that, nobody cares. Nobody is looking at you. Nobody remembers you. Not a single person saw you at the Wawa today and thought "she is so well dressed, I feel respected and uplifted by her presence." But they certainly noticed if you were talking down to them.

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Anonymous wrote:ask yourself why the opinion of others matters so much to you.

Ask yourself why the opinions of others DOESN’T matter to you.

The opinions of others do matter. And I can probably count all those "others" on my two hands. Part of growing up is realizing that most people's opinions don't matter. Impressing looks-obsessed women (yes, only women care about this) that I don't know isn't a priority. The employee at Target doesn't care what I wear, they care that I'm polite. The other parents at pickup don't care how I'm dressed, they care if my child is nice to theirs and whether I'm donating to the fundraiser.

I think there's a massive fallacy at work with you and OP in that you think everyone cares about this as much as you do. That all of us are judging each other by outfits and makeup. In professional or formal environments where certain dress is expected, then people should dress appropriately. But outside of that, nobody cares. Nobody is looking at you. Nobody remembers you. Not a single person saw you at the Wawa today and thought "she is so well dressed, I feel respected and uplifted by her presence." But they certainly noticed if you were talking down to them.

My husband and I notice you and think you look like a lazy slob without an ounce of self awareness. And that your appearance is a sad reflection of the overall lack of manners, decorum, and pride in the US. A society in decline, as it were. Oh well.

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Anonymous wrote:ask yourself why the opinion of others matters so much to you.

Ask yourself why the opinions of others DOESN’T matter to you.

The opinions of others do matter. And I can probably count all those "others" on my two hands. Part of growing up is realizing that most people's opinions don't matter. Impressing looks-obsessed women (yes, only women care about this) that I don't know isn't a priority. The employee at Target doesn't care what I wear, they care that I'm polite. The other parents at pickup don't care how I'm dressed, they care if my child is nice to theirs and whether I'm donating to the fundraiser.

I think there's a massive fallacy at work with you and OP in that you think everyone cares about this as much as you do. That all of us are judging each other by outfits and makeup. In professional or formal environments where certain dress is expected, then people should dress appropriately. But outside of that, nobody cares. Nobody is looking at you. Nobody remembers you. Not a single person saw you at the Wawa today and thought "she is so well dressed, I feel respected and uplifted by her presence." But they certainly noticed if you were talking down to them.

My husband and I notice you and think you look like a lazy slob without an ounce of self awareness. And that your appearance is a sad reflection of the overall lack of manners, decorum, and pride in the US. A society in decline, as it were. Oh well.

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I'll never forget the day many years ago when I forgot to wear eye liner to work. Multiple people asked me "are you okay?" before I realized why.

I'm 60 years old and have worn eyeliner since I was 15. Every time I've tried to give up the habit, I've had at least one person a day say "Oh, you look exhausted today" or "Are you not feeling well?" So I guess it's eyeliner for life or until my eyesight is so bad the magnifying mirror doesn't work anymore or I develop a hand tremor.

This made me laugh. Which eye liner do you use?

I am 45 and feel like eye liner hasn’t really done much for me since I was in my 20s.

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My comfort matters, yours doesn’t

so..... I should dress for others' comfort? That's crazy.
I'm dressing how I want to, when I want to, and it's not my issue if someone has a problem with it.

Yes, you should take others’ comfort into consideration when dressing. Because you are living in a society, and you are not the only person on the planet. It makes other people uncomfortable to see the outline of your penis, for example, or part of your areola, or your buttcrack, or your muffin top, or the three inch long hair under your arms. It is ridiculous and childish to feel entitled to subject other people to that because… you just feel like it.

We're talking about leggings, not sack. JFC on a moped, Karen.

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Anonymous wrote:ask yourself why the opinion of others matters so much to you.

Ask yourself why the opinions of others DOESN’T matter to you.

The opinions of others do matter. And I can probably count all those "others" on my two hands. Part of growing up is realizing that most people's opinions don't matter. Impressing looks-obsessed women (yes, only women care about this) that I don't know isn't a priority. The employee at Target doesn't care what I wear, they care that I'm polite. The other parents at pickup don't care how I'm dressed, they care if my child is nice to theirs and whether I'm donating to the fundraiser.

I think there's a massive fallacy at work with you and OP in that you think everyone cares about this as much as you do. That all of us are judging each other by outfits and makeup. In professional or formal environments where certain dress is expected, then people should dress appropriately. But outside of that, nobody cares. Nobody is looking at you. Nobody remembers you. Not a single person saw you at the Wawa today and thought "she is so well dressed, I feel respected and uplifted by her presence." But they certainly noticed if you were talking down to them.

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Anonymous wrote:ask yourself why the opinion of others matters so much to you.

Ask yourself why the opinions of others DOESN’T matter to you.

The opinions of others do matter. And I can probably count all those "others" on my two hands. Part of growing up is realizing that most people's opinions don't matter. Impressing looks-obsessed women (yes, only women care about this) that I don't know isn't a priority. The employee at Target doesn't care what I wear, they care that I'm polite. The other parents at pickup don't care how I'm dressed, they care if my child is nice to theirs and whether I'm donating to the fundraiser.

I think there's a massive fallacy at work with you and OP in that you think everyone cares about this as much as you do. That all of us are judging each other by outfits and makeup. In professional or formal environments where certain dress is expected, then people should dress appropriately. But outside of that, nobody cares. Nobody is looking at you. Nobody remembers you. Not a single person saw you at the Wawa today and thought "she is so well dressed, I feel respected and uplifted by her presence." But they certainly noticed if you were talking down to them.

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My comfort matters, yours doesn’t

so..... I should dress for others' comfort? That's crazy.
I'm dressing how I want to, when I want to, and it's not my issue if someone has a problem with it.

Yes, you should take others’ comfort into consideration when dressing. Because you are living in a society, and you are not the only person on the planet. It makes other people uncomfortable to see the outline of your penis, for example, or part of your areola, or your buttcrack, or your muffin top, or the three inch long hair under your arms. It is ridiculous and childish to feel entitled to subject other people to that because… you just feel like it.

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Anonymous wrote:ask yourself why the opinion of others matters so much to you.

Ask yourself why the opinions of others DOESN’T matter to you.

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Anonymous wrote:Went to Italy for the first time this past summer, and OMG. I feel like Americans just don't have any self-respect anymore to look at them compared to the way the Italians carried themselves. It made me sad. Everyone is in Goblin Mode. I understand that sometimes life gets in the way, but try to put myself together and make sure my children do the same.

Of course everyone in the US is in goblin mode. People in Italy get a months vacation every year, plus health care, plus don't have to be worried about going bankrupt if they rack up medical bills or child care bills.

Of course we don't have any self respect if we are willing to put up with this sort of treatment.