Reading this post over at Stylish Thought, brought to mind some things I think about often. There is no way that I will ever be the kind of woman that goes all out with her style each and every day.
Some Most days, I just want to grab my jeans and a tee and go. No matter how much I love the look of high heels, I CANNOT WALK IN most of THEM, and I will NOT (and cannot) sacrifice my ability to walk for fashion (I have children to keep up with).
Despite that, I have granted myself permission (thanks, Self!) to mix my grab-and-go days with
Those are the days when I asked:
I can reply:
Those are the days when I will take my style queues from ladies who know better. When I ask myself “Self? Can I wear these prints together??” Self will say back “What would Tracee say??”
When I say “Self? Can my big hair be chic??” Self will reply “Look at Ms. Knowles!”
“Self? Does an arm full of bangles + the green beaded necklace= hot mess??” Self would say
“Stop asking me questions and go get dressed!!!”
The thing is, I’ve made this kind of declaration before. And it lasts a while. Then one day, I get dressed and feel…not like myself. And then I take off a necklace. Then a ring. And grab my jeans… I just saw this on pinterest and I think it sums up why I react that way.
I don’t think I am the kind of person who cares about her appearance. Or, I don’t think that I look well in a certain kind of look. I think that’s one of the main things that blogging and sewing so much this year and all of the great feedback you’ve given me has re-taught me.
You look good when you feel good.
You feel good when you feel confident.
You feel confident when you’ve applied yourself and accomplished something.
Hopefully, the changes I feel are permanent. I feel like they finally are.