I Can Dress Myself. Can I Take A Compliment?

Today the whanau and I went out to Turkish for tea. A rare occasion, as such meals cost money, which we kinda don't have, but since it was Mum's birthday, and probably the last time for years we'll be together, we went to Anatolia's Turkish Cafe. Sweet. On Friday in Palmerston North I bought this flipping amazing dress at Seekers MegaMart. Bright orange and white, rather old fashioned (I cut out the massive shoulder pads) but nicely fitted around the waist. Also long at the back but short at the front..I'll attack it with a sewing machine after exams. Mum thinks the dress is hideous, but Mum and I have never agreed on clothing: she's ultra-conservative. So I thought, as a test of my self consciousness, I will wear this dress to dinner. 'Cause even though I love it, I'm aware of the fact Hastings is not really a place of experimental dress. You know. It's a provincial town dressed as a city: not quite Cuba Street. But hey Miss SJC, don't care what they think. Be freeee! So I went a bit eclectic. Mean. Clashed some colours haha. Wore my AMAAAZING bag that I nicked (Read: he kinda gave it to me for my non-existant film) from the media props cupboard which is even more old fashioned than the dress, with my poetry shooes. While at dinner I saw Sask's mum, and of course we had a casual conversation: "You and Sask are neck-in-neck in English" etc. And she said "You're looking lovely tonight." Now, this is a compliment. Kirsty dresses nicely herself, and is very cool. But I was so AWARE of my outfit being slightly kitsche (Right word????) that I said something stupid like "Thank you. My mum thinks its ugly." ARRRRRGGH SJC just take the compliment! I also did the same thing at last years Year 13 Cabaret. I felt kinda poor, 'cause I'd spent twenty dollars on the entire evening (opshop shoes (10 bucks)(nice ones)/secondhand dress from my cousin/got a friend to do my makeup (gave her 10)) and all these girls had spent huuuundreds. So every time I got a compliment (which I got too many to count that night, honestly) about how stunning I was looking etc etc I felt like I had to explain myself or something. So I have decided. NO MORE DOWNING COMPLIMENTS. I can normally take them just fine, unless I'm feeling inferior because of some random reason. So I have decided I WILL NEVER JUSTIFY A COMPLIMENT. SJC, accept them gracefully, but don't feel embarassed 'cause you don't feel you deserve it. No one would have known I spent almost nil on the Cabaret in 2008 if I hadn't gotten all embarassed about my second-hand status. It's cool to be thrifty. And different. And accepting. I am quite/very accepting of myself, just some compliments are difficult. RIGHT. (Posted my Carey forms today.. OMgosh *nervous*) (Back to my media research.)