I wanted to dress into more, well, beautiful clothes, the kind you get at Hennes&Mauritz and so on. Hell, I could say I wanted to dress like every other girl on my junior high, I thought if I went with the flow I wouldn't be bullied.
My mom, who still had authority over my life, disagreed because I guess she didn't want to see her little girl "all tarted up", or something. As for me, I didn't want to be "different", I always thought I was some sort of freak of a nature or something like that.
When I went to high school, I started to dress into more "alternative" clothes, and what do you know, suddenly my mom wanted me to dress into "beautiful" clothes, like those from Hennes&Mauritz. And guess what, I was happy being a freak of a nature!
Nowadays my style is quite simple; I go to a certain store, whether it be a posh fashion store like Gina Tricot or a cruddy thrift store; if I find something that I like, I buy it. I really don't care if it's in or out of fashion or if it looks completely ridiculous on me, if I like it, I buy it.