I was the kid whose patents wanted to 'teach' me to be an individual and that real friends would like me no matter what I had...
I was the one with the plain (sturdy, long lasting) plastic lunch box on a table of Disney lunch boxes ('that only last a term!'). I was the one in a big ('it's warm - be sensible, they're not being sensible') coat when the other girls had pretty coats. My shoes were clumpy ('functional'), my hair was always tied back in the same low pony tail. It was the days we did PE in knickers and vests - the other girls had pretty knickers, I had huge thick bright yellow ones that looked like a nappy. How do you think that went down?
If I asked for anything else, I was made to feel like I was a copycat with no values.
I took this attitude with me to high school, and tried to pride myself on not 'copying' the others by wearing make up or doing my hair nice or having a nice bag (I had a rucksack).
I could have gotten away with it all of I had a super extroverted popular personality, but I was and am quite quiet.
I had a horrible time. I was an object of disgust, and I became very jaded and angry at the world.
When I turned 15, I 'gave in' and started doing my hair and make-up (which was a battle).
I moved to a different school and immediately found a nice normal group of friends.
All those years fighting against what other people did just so I could be unique and 'learn' true values... what a waste of time and energy! As if I wouldn't have learned them as party of growing up anyway...
I'm team Disney towel.