My mother has always told me I'm a good writer, but I've always hated it because I'm a perfectionist AND a procrastinator. Deadly combination. You would not believe my anxiety over 3 - 5 paragraph papers in high school. But now mom's dreams of me becoming a world-traveling, butt-kicking journalist/strong independent woman who don't need no man are (kind of) coming true in my humble little fashion blog... Thanks Paula :)
I love dressing up. And though my acting experience is limited to a few wonderfully cheesy public school musicals growing up, I love the idea of transforming into a character. Or rather, channeling that character from somewhere inside my own mind.
That's what fashion does for me. It is not just a silly, superficial, billion-dollar global industry, but a means of social organization and expression, a reflection of the many cultures around us, and the art of consciously choosing what you want the world to see in you. All that being said, I try to remember not to take myself too seriously. To try new, crazy, funny things, and to never limit myself to only "three words that describe my style."
No matter how "man-repelling" or just plain weird people might think something is - if you like it, if you feel good in it, if you just want to be a different character today - wear it. If you want to wear something pretty while you romp around in a field with your best friend like a crazy person, do it!
Who's stopping you? The ever fearsome they (of "what will they think" fame)? Who the heck are they any way? In your moments of doubt, imagine you are Beyoncé, and tell yourself you woke up like this and you're flawless.
I'm serious! Don't you laugh at me.
And finally, I leave you with a motivational sentiment I gained this week from an amazing presentation:
Because no good blog post is complete without quoting Beyoncé and Emerson, am I right?
More rambling thoughts coming at ya soon on styledbysarah!