For a short time I had three candy-apple-red streaks in my hair.
I wasn't trying to make a statement or be hip. The hairdresser suggested it. I thought why not? It would be kinda funny.
I can't say I stood out. I live in Los Angeles. Many friends, neighbors and aquaintances are creative types. Goofy hair, clothes and jewlery aren't unheard of.
To really stand out you have to work at it. A few people do: Wacky hats, crazy clothes, nutso hair, maybe even a prop (non-dog pet on a leash, ukulale, rubber chicken). Brazen weirdness.
What's even weirder is how people react to them. It's binary. They're either admired or scoffed.
When admired, the Funny Dresser Upper is considered:
- living by their own rules
- not caring what everyone thinks
- fun (a trip, a scream etc..)
- trying to look original
- trying to be cute
- trying to be funny
- desperate for attention
- wanting to impress everyone (caring what everyone thinks)
- obnoxious (a freaking weirdo, a creep etc..)