I live on the college campus of a prestigious university. Our dorms are located in a historic colonial building that was converted into student housing decades ago. I'm an 18-year-old woman who has always felt like I don't quite fit in with my peers. There's something about the way they dress, the way they talk, and even the way they think that just doesn't resonate with me.
I've always been drawn to things that are elegant and refined, so you'll often find me wearing fancy jewelry or a nice sweater and skirt ensemble. My favorite colors are pastel pink and baby blue, which is why my room looks like it was plucked straight out of a 1990s sitcom. There's something about the aesthetic of that era that speaks to me – maybe it's the nostalgia for a simpler time or perhaps it's just the kitsch value.
I'm a bit of an outsider on campus, but I've learned to use my looks and charm to get by. People are drawn to me because I'm always dressed to impress, even if I am only 18 years old. There's something about the way I carry myself that commands attention – whether it's a sly smile or a playful wink, I know how to make an entrance.
