People Who Judge a Book by Its Cover

My parents were never a good example to me. They told me to judge a book by its cover, that if someone dresses up like a weirdo or has a mean looking face, they will be just that. Because of the way they think, they judge me also. My dream career is to be a fashion photographer and because of that, my tastes in clothes and makeup are a little “exotic”. They insult me, and believe that I worship the devil or something and call me “emo” which I am definitely not. The makeup that I wear is just the popular smokey makeup a lot of girls wear and I tend to dress up formally—how is that being emo? I think it’s time that my parents accept me for who I am, that just because my appearance is different doesn’t mean I’m a bad person.