As a child, I hated going into stores with my mother to buy clothes that I felt like didn’t suit me. Shopping for clothes was not something I looked forward to because I often felt like I had little control over what I was wearing. My mother and I had different opinions about what looked good, what was appropriate, and what I should buy. Something that might have seemed like a simple shopping trip could sometimes turn into an argument because I wanted to choose clothes that actually felt like me. At the time, I probably did not understand why I cared so much about what I wore. Looking back, I realize that clothing was one of the first ways I wanted to express my own personality and independence.

As I got older, my relationship with fashion changed completely. Instead of seeing clothes as something my mother picked out for me, I started seeing fashion as something I could control myself. I began experimenting with different styles and going through different clothing phases. There were times when I became interested in certain brands, colors, fits, or trends and then moved on to something completely different a few months later. My closet started to reflect whatever phase I was going through at that moment.

I also started shopping a lot more. There was a period when I would spend my father’s money on clothes so often that packages were arriving almost every day. Whenever I found something online that I liked, I wanted to order it. Sometimes it was a shirt, a pair of pants, shoes, or something else I thought would improve my style. Receiving packages became exciting because every new item felt like another opportunity to change the way I presented myself.

Looking back, I can admit that I probably bought much more than I actually needed. Some clothes would become favorites, while others would barely be worn before I became interested in something else. My style changed so frequently that something I loved one month might sit untouched in my closet a few months later. At the same time, constantly experimenting with clothing helped me understand what I actually liked. Even the clothes that I eventually stopped wearing were part of figuring out my personal style.

My different fashion phases also reflected different periods of my life. Sometimes I wanted to dress more casually and blend in with other people around me. Other times I became more interested in looking put together or wearing clothes that stood out. Certain outfits could make me feel more confident, while others immediately felt uncomfortable because they did not represent how I saw myself. I learned that clothing can affect the way a person feels, even when nobody else notices the difference.

When I started buying clothes I had an idea to express myself on Tiktok even though sometimes gossip and people’s speculations about me spreaded. This is one reason fashion became more than just buying clothes for me. It became a creative outlet. Unlike other forms of creativity, fashion is something I can participate in every single day. I would thrift and buy clothes from all kinds of stores such as CottonOn, Zara and when I travel in Europe. Getting dressed involves making choices about colors, textures, silhouettes, shoes, accessories, and how everything works together. Even a simple outfit communicates something about a person. Someone can dress formally, casually, creatively, minimally, or in a way that completely ignores current trends. There is not necessarily one correct way to dress.

Fashion also allows me to change how I express myself depending on how I feel. I do not have to commit to one permanent style. One day I may want something simple and comfortable, while another day I may want to put more effort into an outfit. That freedom is part of what makes fashion interesting to me. My personal style does not have to remain exactly the same as I get older.

The arguments I had with my mother over clothes also make more sense to me now. To her, choosing clothes for me may have simply been part of being a parent. To me, however, it felt more personal because I wanted control over how I looked. As children get older, they naturally begin making more decisions for themselves. Clothing became one of the areas where I wanted that independence. Even though disagreements over clothes might seem small compared with other conflicts, they represented a larger desire to develop my own identity.

I think that experience is part of why I eventually became so interested in fashion. After spending years feeling like other people had opinions about what I should wear, being able to choose for myself felt freeing. I could walk into a store or scroll through a website and decide what I liked without someone else determining whether it matched their idea of me.

At the same time, my relationship with shopping has also taught me that self-expression does not always require constantly buying something new. During the period when packages were arriving every day, it was easy to believe that another shirt or another pair of shoes would somehow complete my wardrobe. Eventually, however, there will always be another trend, another brand, or another item that looks interesting. Personal style is not necessarily about owning the largest amount of clothing. It is about knowing what makes you feel comfortable and confident.

Today, I see fashion as something that continues to evolve with me. The clothes I wear now may be very different from the clothes I will want to wear several years from now, and I am okay with that. Style changes because people change. Our environments, experiences, interests, and confidence can all influence how we present ourselves.

When I think about the child who hated going into clothing stores with his mother, it is interesting that fashion eventually became something I genuinely cared about. What once felt frustrating became a way for me to experiment and express myself. Through different fashion phases, arguments over clothing, and probably far too many packages arriving at the door, I slowly developed a stronger understanding of what personal style means to me.

For me, fashion is ultimately a creative outlet. It allows me to communicate parts of myself without having to explain them directly. My style is still changing, and I do not think there will ever be one final version of it. That is what I enjoy about fashion. It gives me the freedom to keep experimenting, changing, and expressing who I am.

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By Aaron Newman

Aaron Newman is an Education Studies major minoring in Digital Studies. Originally from Fort Lauderdale, he writes about relationships, entertainment and fashion. He also writes about the hardship and being optimistic about his struggles and looking forward to the present and future.

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Growing up, I was not very interested in social media because I did not have a phone until I was twelve, only a month away from turning thirteen which was the Iphone 8 Plus. Before social media became part of my life, I was in love with painting. Painting gave me a way to express myself without worrying about how other people would react. I could choose the colors, create different images, and let my imagination guide me. There were no likes, comments, views, or followers attached to what I created. I painted because I enjoyed it, not because I wanted attention or approval from other people.

Getting my first phone changed the way I spent my free time. Shortly after I got it, I downloaded Snapchat and quickly became attached to the app. At that age, having a phone felt exciting because it gave me access to a completely different world. I could communicate with friends, take pictures, post about my day, and see what everyone else was doing. Social media became one of my main forms of entertainment, but I did not yet understand how strongly it could influence my confidence, behavior, and sense of privacy.

When I was in middle school, I would constantly post on Snapchat. I sometimes spammed my story with pictures, random thoughts, videos, and updates about my life. At the time, I did not think much about who was watching or how people might respond. I was still young and did not fully understand that once something is shared online, other people can screenshot it, save it, send it around, or talk about it without my knowledge. I treated social media like a personal diary, even though it was being viewed by many different people.

Because I posted so frequently, I became exposed to judgment at a young age. People could form opinions about me based on a short video, an awkward picture, or something I posted without thinking. Middle school is already a difficult time because many young people are trying to fit in and understand who they are. Social media can make that experience even harder because every mistake or embarrassing moment has the potential to become public. Instead of simply experiencing an awkward phase privately, young people may feel as though they are performing their lives in front of an audience.

The pressure did not always come from direct comments. Sometimes it came from noticing who viewed my story, who responded, or who ignored what I posted. Social media can train people to search for validation through numbers and reactions. A person may begin to wonder why one post received more attention than another or why certain friends did not respond. Even when nobody says anything negative, the silence can still make someone question themselves. Entertainment stops being harmless when it begins controlling how a person feels about their appearance, friendships, or self-worth.

My need for validation became especially noticeable on Instagram. After posting a photo or story, I would repeatedly check the app, sometimes every few seconds, to see whether I had received any new likes or views. Instead of posting something and moving on with my day, I became obsessed with watching the numbers increase. The amount of engagement I received could affect my mood and influence how I felt about myself. If a post did not receive as many likes as I expected, I would wonder whether people disliked the photo or were judging me.

I would also spend long periods reviewing my own profile and replaying old Instagram stories. Sometimes, I would look through stories from six months earlier and repeatedly stare at the list of people who had liked or viewed them. It was almost as though I was trying to relive the attention I had received during that moment. Rather than enjoying a memory for what it was, I focused on how other people had reacted to it. Looking back, I realize that I was placing too much importance on numbers that did not truly measure the quality of my life, my appearance, or my relationships.

This behavior showed me how social media can turn ordinary moments into performances. I was no longer only taking pictures because I wanted to remember an experience. I was also thinking about whether the picture was attractive enough to post, how many people would respond, and whether it would make my life appear interesting. Social media made it difficult to separate genuine memories from the desire to be seen and validated by an audience.

Social media also creates pressure to constantly show that something is happening in your life. People often post vacations, parties, relationships, achievements, expensive purchases, and exciting experiences. They rarely show the boring, lonely, uncomfortable, or disappointing parts of their lives. As a result, it can become easy to compare your complete life to somebody else’s carefully selected highlights. Even though I understood that people were only showing certain moments, seeing these posts could still influence how I viewed my own life.

Another issue was that I did not understand the importance of privacy. When I was younger, I believed that sharing everything helped people know me. As I became older, I realized that not everyone deserves access to every part of my life. Privacy is not the same as hiding or being dishonest. Privacy can be a form of protection. It gives people the opportunity to experience emotions, relationships, accomplishments, and difficult moments without immediately turning them into content.

It took me years to understand this lesson. After using Snapchat for approximately eight years, I eventually deleted it. Deleting an app that had been part of my daily routine for so long was a major decision. Snapchat had been present throughout much of my teenage life, so removing it meant changing a habit that had become normal to me. I no longer wanted to feel pressured to document every moment, maintain streaks, or constantly check what other people were doing.

Deleting Snapchat did not erase every insecurity or completely remove social media from my life. However, it helped me become more aware of my relationship with technology. I started thinking more carefully about why I was posting and what I hoped to receive from it. Was I sharing something because it was meaningful to me, or was I looking for attention? Was I enjoying an experience, or was I mainly thinking about how it would appear online? These questions helped me recognize that entertainment should add something positive to my life instead of taking control of it.

Entertainment itself is not necessarily harmful. Social media, television, movies, music, and other forms of media can help people relax, learn, connect, and feel understood. Social media can introduce people to new ideas and communities that they may not have access to in their everyday lives. It can help artists share their work, small businesses reach customers, and people stay connected across long distances. The problem begins when entertainment becomes an obsession or replaces creativity, real-life communication, and personal reflection.

Looking back, I sometimes think about the difference between painting and posting online. Painting allowed me to create something slowly and privately. Social media encouraged me to react quickly and share immediately. Painting taught me patience, while social media often encouraged instant gratification. One activity was focused on creating for myself, while the other sometimes made me focus too much on how I would be perceived by others.

This does not mean that I have to completely reject technology to reconnect with the person I was before getting a phone. Instead, I can create healthier boundaries. I can choose what I share, limit the time I spend scrolling, and remind myself that I do not need to document everything. I can also make space for hobbies that do not involve an audience. Painting, writing, walking, reading, or simply spending time alone can be meaningful even when nobody else sees them.

My experience taught me that entertainment has the power to shape a person’s habits and identity, especially when they are young. At twelve years old, I did not understand that downloading one app could influence the way I communicated, viewed privacy, and searched for validation. Now, I understand that I have more control over what I consume and what I allow other people to see.

Deleting Snapchat after eight years represented more than removing an application from my phone. It represented growth. I was letting go of the belief that I needed to constantly update other people about my life. I began recognizing that some of the most important moments do not need to be photographed, posted, or explained. They can simply be experienced.

Entertainment will always influence society, but we can decide how much influence it has over our individual lives. Social media can be a useful tool, but it should not determine our confidence or replace our sense of identity. Learning to protect my privacy and become more intentional about what I share has helped me develop a healthier relationship with the online world. I am still learning, but I now recognize that my life does not become more valuable simply because other people can see it.

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Aaron Newman is an Education Studies major minoring in Digital Studies. Originally from Fort Lauderdale, he writes about relationships, entertainment and fashion. He also writes about the hardship and being optimistic about his struggles and looking forward to the present and future.

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I was recommended by a friend to visit So Good Coffee on Bleecker Street on one of the most lively, bussing blocks in the city filled with incredible restaurants. As soon as I entered the establishment I was greeted with kindness and warmth by the owner George and his co-worker. I ultimately chose the french croissant and drank lemonade and water. 

I’m someone who isn’t always eager to walk far to places but I enjoy taking strolls. It took me 24 minutes from my apartment to walk over to the place. I find it soothing to walk around in such a vibrant city like New York City. I was able to enjoy my meal and be in my own thoughts. 

Also, I got this lemonade which I find to be way healthier than soda, non-natural juice. The taste of this lemonade was strong and sweet but found it to be healthy for me personally because I didn’t get stomach aches from drinks. Also got cold and fresh water which helps smooth my skin and overall improves my health. 

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One holiday that always stood out to me was Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. It was a time of reflection, fresh beginnings, and spending time with family in South Florida. We would gather around the dinner table and enjoy symbolic foods that represented our hopes for the year ahead. Apples dipped in honey symbolized the wish for a sweet new year, while other traditional foods reminded us of the importance of gratitude and self-improvement. Although I didn’t fully understand the significance of these traditions when I was younger, I appreciated the opportunity to be surrounded by family and celebrate together. As I have grown older, I have come to realize that these traditions were not only about religion but also about creating memories that continue to stay with me years later.

Hanukkah brought a different atmosphere into our home. Each evening we lit another candle on the menorah until all eight candles burned together on the final night. The warm glow of the candles became a familiar sight throughout my childhood. Family members gathered together, shared meals, and celebrated traditions that had been passed down for generations. Like many children, I looked forward to the excitement surrounding the holiday, but looking back, I recognize that the greatest part of Hanukkah wasn’t the gifts or celebrations—it was the time spent together. Those evenings reminded me that traditions often become meaningful because of the people we share them with rather than the customs themselves.

Food was always at the center of these celebrations. Every holiday had its own dishes, each carrying a story that connected us to generations before us. As a child, I simply enjoyed eating the meals that appeared on our table. I rarely stopped to think about why certain foods were served or what they represented. It wasn’t until I became older that I realized recipes often survive much longer than memories. A single dish can preserve a family’s history, connect children with grandparents, and keep traditions alive even after people move across the world.

Growing up in a kosher household also taught me to pay attention to food in ways many of my friends never had to. Going out to eat wasn’t always as simple as choosing the closest restaurant. My family often researched restaurants in advance or planned meals around places that followed kosher dietary laws. Grocery shopping meant looking for kosher certification on products, something that became second nature to me. At school or birthday parties, I occasionally noticed that my meals looked different from those of my classmates, but because this lifestyle was all I had ever known, I rarely questioned it.

As I became older, I began to understand that every culture has its own traditions surrounding food. Some families avoid certain ingredients because of religion, others prepare meals based on centuries-old customs, and many recipes have been passed down through generations. What once felt unique to my own upbringing slowly became something I noticed everywhere I traveled. Although the specific foods changed from country to country, the reasons behind them often remained surprisingly similar: celebrating important moments, bringing families together, and preserving cultural identity.

Being raised by a mother who immigrated from the Middle East also shaped my understanding of culture in ways I did not fully appreciate until adulthood. Our home reflected influences from two different parts of the world. While I grew up in South Florida surrounded by American culture, my family’s traditions reminded me that our history stretched far beyond the United States. Through family stories, recipes, and celebrations, I learned that immigration is not simply about moving from one country to another. People bring their customs, values, languages, and traditions with them, creating a bridge between the past and the future.

As I started traveling, I found myself becoming more curious about the stories behind the meals I encountered. Instead of simply asking whether food tasted good, I wanted to understand where it came from. I found myself wondering why certain ingredients were common, how recipes had evolved over time, and what role those dishes played within local communities. Visiting another country became more than checking famous landmarks off a list—it became an opportunity to better understand the people who lived there.

One of the biggest lessons travel has taught me is that food serves as a universal language. Even when people speak different languages or come from different backgrounds, sharing a meal creates an opportunity to connect. Sitting around a table encourages conversation, storytelling, and hospitality in ways that few other experiences can. Some of my favorite travel memories are not necessarily tied to famous attractions but to the restaurants, cafés, markets, and family-owned businesses where I experienced a country’s culture through its cuisine.

Travel has also encouraged me to become more open-minded. Growing up, I naturally viewed the world through the lens of my own experiences. Visiting new places challenged those assumptions and introduced me to traditions that were completely different from my own. I learned that no single culture has all the answers. Instead, every community has developed customs that reflect its history, geography, beliefs, and values. Experiencing these differences firsthand has helped me become more understanding and appreciative of perspectives beyond my own.

Looking back, I now realize that my childhood prepared me for this curiosity long before I ever boarded an airplane. Growing up surrounded by religious traditions, cultural celebrations, and family recipes taught me that food has always been about much more than satisfying hunger. Every meal carries a story, every tradition reflects a community’s history, and every shared table offers an opportunity to learn something new.

Today, whenever I travel, I try to approach each destination with curiosity rather than expectation. I enjoy trying local specialties, learning the stories behind regional dishes, and observing how food brings people together. These experiences have deepened my appreciation not only for the countries I visit but also for the traditions that shaped my own upbringing. Although my perspective has evolved over time, I remain grateful for the values my family instilled in me. They taught me that understanding another culture often begins with something as simple as sitting down, sharing a meal, and listening to the stories that accompany it.

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By Aaron Newman

Aaron Newman is an Education Studies major minoring in Digital Studies. Originally from Fort Lauderdale, he writes about relationships, entertainment and fashion. He also writes about the hardship and being optimistic about his struggles and looking forward to the present and future.

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