I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. After trying on about five outfits, I still was not satisfied. I still did not feel pretty. What will they think? Do I look okay? Am I showing too much skin or is it just enough? Man, maybe I need a wardrobe change. What type of shoes will go with this? Then I heard my dad call, "Let's go! We will be late". My heart was kind of heavy but I left the room anyway. I grew up in a Christian household and we were always encouraged to dress 'modestly' but I just never understood why. Okay yes, I needed to look presentable. That is all I knew but it is actually deeper than that. I know I am probably stepping on some toes with this one but I just had to share. When you get up in the morning and are getting ready, what goes through your mind when you are picking out your clothes? Personally, I used to think "I hope someone notices me". This statement came from both a sexual and popularity point. I wanted the boys