Color me red I was sitting on the couch waiting to leave for dinner with my friends as one of them brushed my nails with red nail polish. She decided that a bright red would match my clothes, which I nicknamed my “cherry outfit.” I was donning a red bomber jacket, red tracksuit pants, red and white shoes, a red and white half-shirt and dangly cherry earrings. I had the color scheme of the Red Power Ranger. We weren’t going to dine anywhere special — just to an In-N-Out down the street from my friend’s house. However, this night was still the first time I had worn a half-shirt or anything overtly feminine in public. So, entering the In-N-Out, I felt the eyes look toward me, and a tinge of nervousness immediately rushed over me. Luckily, the cashier complimented my earrings, which lifted my spirits and allowed me to calm my nerves. After finishing dinner, my friends and I headed to a park to hang out and relax.