As we established yesterday, Kanye West has gradually been molding Kim Kardashian into his beautiful, dark, twisted fantasy of What Kanye West’s Girlfriend Should Look Like. And while I generally have little empathy for that bionic fame-eater, I must admit it made me think back on my own stylistic evolution, a personal development which was largely caused by being in a controlling relationship with a Kanye of my own. Yes, that’s right…I’m talking about Bad College Boyfriend.
When I first met Bad College Boyfriend, I was still dressing largely how I did in high school: like a mall Goth who was really into faeries, with an occasional dash of club kid thrown in. You guys have already seen some photos from this phase of my life, but here’s another one just for fun:
Naturally, Bad College Boyfriend took this is a sign that I was a silly little girl who deserved to have her heart treated like monkey meat, but after I chased him for a while, he deigned to give me a chance to show him I was cool “on the inside.” But seeing as BCB was a sophisticated urban whimpster, some changes needed to be made in my appearance before he could introduce me to his friends. This was easy enough to do, because I was so crazy bonkers in love with him that I did pretty much everything he said. If he didn’t like the dress I was wearing, I’d take it off immediately and never wear it again. Fuck that dress! I might have liked my Hot Topic clothes, but I liked BCB a whole lot more. So I became his indie rock fuck-child. As you can see, it was quite the healthy relationship.
By the time I was done dating Bad College Boyfriend, I looked like this: