Part II of the trip to Liepāja during the Easter holidays. We had adventures: from playing ‘a sort of a pool game but not a pool game’ novuss with the family to a hip-hop live stream, and later a concert of the notorious Latvian rapper the Oak.
Also, I’m having a bit of a girly talk here, but.. maybe not really (oh, these darn gender roles stuck to topics even), I’m just talking about how the way we dress, when not conforming to a written or unwritten dresscodes, can bring out this unpleasant awkwardness, feeling ‘out of place’.
I think that this want to comply with a dresscode is out of the same old desire to fit in. Humans - these awkward social beings - have the wonderful weakness: we want to have an affinity of any degree with others. When we’re not like the others, just from the outer layer, it makes us feel conspicuous and uneasy.
But then again.. why should it be that way? In a lot of cases we take this dresscode thing so seriously, that in case if 'missed', it doesn't allow you to enjoy the time being here and now.
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