Identity is a persons conception and expression of their own and others individuality or group affiliations. To me, it is nearly impossible to steal ones identity. One can try too, but if it is not theirs it is extremely difficult. One can act the part but deep down it is not their individuality. During my social experiment I took on the challenge of taking on someone’s idenity for the week. During these seven days I had a mixture of feelings, reactions, and life lessons. My class mate Shantell and I swapped hairstyles and clothing and began to record our journey.
I am a white female from Orange County while Shantell is a black female from Los Angeles. My hair is bleached blonde and straight while hers is dark and individually braided. I like to dress in girly dresses, and skirts, but add a little flare with cool hats or shoes. Shantell loves to wear plain but colorful dresses that form to her body while wearing flannels, and shawls. Our style on paper seems a little similar but we quickly realized how different we were. The most distinct part about our swap was our hair. For both of us our hair is very important and apparent to our entity. I have been getting my hair done forever in order to keep it white blonde while she spends hours braiding hers. In African American culture, braids are a very powerful hairstyle.
It was the night before day one of the swap and I had to get my braids put in. At this point I began feeling like one of the African American women who would sit at the salon for hours to get their hair done in the ID video we watched in class. In African American culture braids are more than just a hairstyle it’s a sense of history, community, and a way to protect their hair. In order to get the whole experience I invited over friends to hang out while my other friend put in the braids. The process was very painful because my head is very tender. It took about two hours before the braids were finished and would have taken longer if I would have added more hair. I had gotten braids one time a few years back when I was first emerging into fashion, and was asked to sport braids for a photo shoot. Me being young, naive and uneducated I did it. This time around getting the braids were important to me because I am now educated on their purpose, history, and people, and can actually appreciate them. As long as I knew that, that’s all that mattered because I knew once I went outside no one would know exactly why I was rocking these braids and I would be vulnerable to ridicule. I knew I was going to upset people, which was nerve racking. Once the braids were in I noticed my attitude and confidence changed. I felt fierce and strong and really loved the braids. The next day I would wear the braids with an outfit Shantell picked out for me. I started off very plain with jeans and a sweater. I never wear denim and I almost felt as though I was in uniform, and or like every other girl. I went to a fast food restaurant in Echo Park. Echo Park is very diverse. The people in Jack in the Box didn’t seem to mind my hair or really even care. The main guy was very helpful and didn’t seem to even notice my outfit or me.
In Los Angeles everyone seems to be more accepting and nonchalant about fashion and what is “different.” So it was a perfect opportunity to wear my braids back in Orange County where 90% of people are white. There was a huge party that night and I showed up in my braids. Everyone there looks the same and gets their clothes from the surf shop or Nordstrom. My town is actually known for being racists and that’s where I knew it would be toughest. I noticed almost all the guys that said something to me were confused on why I would wear my hair like that? One told me “ you are so much prettier with your normal hair.” My normal hair is straight and blonde which so happens to fit in the western beauty mold. I know guys began looking at me like a “homie” or one of them. I lost my femininity in their eyes. The amount of fake smiles and confused looks was astonishing. If girls said anything it would be along the lines of, “ How fun, what made you do that?” “ Did you go on vacation?” In Fashion, Lifestyle, and Psychiatry, “Females send many more courtship messages through clothing with males as the receivers.” At this point I was sending no courtship messages to these boys in this bar. While seeing my best friends they made comments like, “ put your hair back.” “I cant take you seriously.” And “you look like a poodle.” To me this was a little frustrating because where was there play? It was sad that they are so consumed by western beauty that they can’t see beauty in anything else, or even have fun or appreciate my play.
Besides the braids Shantell was putting my in form fitting dresses. Although they didn’t necessary show skin they were very tight to my body. I felt uncomfortable because usually if I were to wear a tight dress I had my hair down as a barrier. Now with my hair in braids and a tight dress I felt very vulnerable. One of the dresses had slits where my legs were out in the open and this is when I began to feel like an object. I ran into a man who looked me up and down from a very close proximity. This to me was affecting the psychic integrity of both the sender and the receiver through depolarization of the body… as it is explained Fashion, Lifestyle, and Psychiatry. I felt as I was giving the wrong messages. As the days went on my fierceness began to fade and I started to feel very insecure, and a little angry. My hair felt and seemed very dirty and it was affecting my well being. In Fashion, Lifestyle, and Psychiatry, It talks a lot about mood changes, and illness because of fashion, or the lack of. Changing outfits reflects different mood swings. As I got deeper into the seven days my mood was changing and I wasn’t feeling like myself. I just couldn’t wait to wash my hair.
“Call it fashion, costume, or dress, what we wear and how we decorate ourselves tells the world who we are, even in less than fashionable circumstances”(Mendez 2011). And for those seven days I was far from who I am while learned to appreciate others and gain more self-love during the process. I plan on taking what I learned during this swap to educate others and share my experience. I also plan on playing with fashion more in the future and years to come and hope I can encourage others to do the same.