Comments by "Widdekuu91" (@Widdekuu91) on "My Victorian/Witchy/Dark Academia Wardrobe | Fighting Fast Fashion" video.

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  2.  @carliegriffiths6290  Haha, ooohh I once joined a (regular) party and brought along a bag of clothes that I no longer wanted. I arrived there, it was a bit tame (nothing was happening, just some music and people sitting there, eating.) I was afraid that Sophie, the girl that I wanted to give the clothes to, might tell me that she wasn't interested in my 'rubbish' or thought it was weird. Up to that point, I'd never given away clothes before like that. Many dresses/shirts were supercute, but just not my style, I'd recieved them from someone else. One looked like a marilyn-monroe-dress with glitter-beads on it. And a brown fake-leather bag. And a purple glitter-dress with stars on it. At some point I finally got the courage to ask he, if she wanted to see the clothes. The rest of the girls became curious, so I took the bags out and held them up. Lots of happy screaming followed and everyone went to the bathroom, one by one, to try them on. The boys, who had been sitting in the kitchen, seperated from the girls, were watching from a distance as they proudly paraded around in the dresses. Sophie said; 'Oh are you sure about this white dress? I lóve it so much! Thanks! Here's the bag, it's empty...where did you get it?' I said; 'The bag is something to give away too.' She said; 'No way! Oh can I have it?! This is amazing!' The only dress that was "left" was the purple one, which is when our friend Jean (a metalhead with hair so long it reached his bum) solved the problem by taking two apples from the kitchen and putting the dress on. He sat down with us, while we braided his hair and put some make up on him (no mascara or eyeshadow, only blush and lipstick, those were his conditions.) We were all impressed by his attitude and how he just had the guts to put the dress on. Except for the boys, who were staring from a distance, complaining; 'Do we have to put a dress on to get attention?!' They finally came out of the kitchen at some point in the evening and we enjoyed a movie together. Jean ate his apples, he just didn't care, he looked good in the dress anyway. And in the end, Sophie took the dress home and Jean went home to his girlfriend, while the rest of the men felt a bit ashamed about making such a big deal about a dress. Either way, I remember that night as a spectacular evening. I was afraid I would be mocked for my clothes and instead, all the girls (and almost Jean) went home with a load of dresses and everyone had a really good time.
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