Scene I: You and your class fellows are going to camp this summer. In the blink of an eye, the time is here for you to pack your floral duffel bag and prepare yourself for what’s to come. This is your first time camping so you don’t know what clothes, bags, accessories and stuff you should take along. That’s when your elder sister walks into the room with all the grace of a fairy godmother. She instructs you to throw in all your flannel shirts, jean shorts, khaki pants and plain tees.
She leaves the room for getting you that one last thing she insists you can’t go without. You sneak in her yellow sundress in the bag just in case there is a party. You can’t risk looking like a looser in front of your 8th-grade crush who is ridiculously good-looking. Your sister barges in and shows you the backpack of your dreams. It’s calling you with open arms. In that moment, you know; this is going to be the best summer ever!
Scene II: You and your girls have planned a hang out on Thursday and your lifetime frenemy is also invited. You don’t want to spend even a minute with her but backing out is for cowards. You can’t decide on how to style but you are adamant on not taking any advice from your gorgeous best friend who thinks that your nemesis is a candy-filled unicorn.
So you turn to your best support; google. You type in “ten way I can look better than my rival.” And after hours of surfing obsessively you finally decide on skinny jeans with a sky blue loose button-down shirt. You fling your beige tote bag over your shoulder, dab on red lipstick, raise that chin up and head out. May the best lass win.
Scene III: Your boyfriend has been acting exceedingly nice toward you the past few days. You think he’s about to tell you he has a thing for that annoyingly sweet mini-skirt clad assistant of his and you’re out. You’re walking with him when he keeps running in circles around something he wants to say but keeps procrastinating. You can practically hear his heart pounding drums when he tells you he wants to invite you for a family dinner.
Oh. You act cool and excited but your insides are a fuming mess! What should you wear? Back at home, you call your friend who guides you on how to dress. When you’re all ready wearing an off-the-shoulder dress, balm on, blushed cheeks, your mind tosses an important question your way; what handbag are you going to carry? You’ve heard that your BF’s mum is an old observant croon and the slightest mistake can ruin your impression. I say go for that twist lock grab bag that is spacious enough for all your take-alongs and snazzy too.
Scene IV: You woke up late, your alarm let you down or the other way around and now you are in a rush. You know there are no portals and the roads would be jam-packed with honking cars. So you decide to throw on the nearest outfit, hold a burnt toast between your teeth and head out. That is when you cross your mirror and realize you look too simple. This breaks your heart because you are a fashionista and that’s not how you roll.
Deep inside your heart, you know your colleagues are impressed with your immaculate, sophisticated yet upbeat style. So, there’s pressure on you to always look your best. While your mind is swiftly contemplating all the ways you can cheer up your look, your eyes land on the vibrant scarf sitting lavishly on your chair. That is when you know, this is what was missing. That’s how scarves are; they lift our style game up when it totters, they raise our confidence on dull days. God bless scarves.