A Not So Serious Matter

Anna Sui blouse
C/MEO Collective pants from Fashion Bunker
Samantha Wills rings
Acler coat
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Girl, why such a serious look on your face? All the time? What’s the personality behind that face? I want to see it. Sometimes I get the feeling that us beings who are a part of the social media fashion force take our jobs a little too seriously. We won’t crack a smile for that perfect shot. We drive ourselves nuts over the curation of our feeds. Never in my life did I ever think a color scheme curation would be so important to my personal life before. Sometimes it drives me so nuts, I want to throw the entire idea out the window and shun blogging life for good. Being a fashion blogger can feel like the true definition of a love/hate relationship. It’s hard work being someone with a presence online. Sometimes you don’t want to worry about doing your hair in the morning so it looks good for a picture you are going to take and post later. Sometimes you just don’t want to create content and just live LIFE. Don’t get me wrong, I’m dedicated to my blog and all the tasks that go along with it. And I love it. And the idea of inspiring others keeps me inspired. I love hearing feedback from you guys. I’m inspired by each and everyone of you.

But I just want to throw a reminder out there. Who I am online, through this blog, on my Instagram, the things I repost on Twitter . . . these are things that are only a small part of me. An entire encapsulation of who I am cannot be told through my social media presence. And as a person, as a human being, I don’t want to only be defined by the things I put out there on the world wide web for all to see and interpret. I don’t want to only be defined by what I wear, or the color of my lipstick. But I do hope my readers take the time to look beyond just the photo, and read the words, too. Because those are the parts I take the time on the most. It’s where I give my all, and where I strive to get better and more fluid at storytelling. I like to share the parts that I feel are worth sharing, and as much as I love the creativity expressed through an image, the parts closest to me are my words. And it means a lot to hear what you guys think about them.

And I also want to remind you guys that no matter how many followers you have, how many hits on the blog, how many invites you get to events, and how many people know your name and can recognize you on the street . . . those numbers don’t matter. What matters is the drive and the genuinity behind it all. Two things that I never want to have be lost in the progression of this blog. Look at me in these pictures here. Just another routine day when I shot pictures of an outfit I loved and felt good in, but I didn’t want to be serious or care about looking cool. I wanted to smile and be goofy, because it was the end of a long day and I wanted to relax and not over think. These pictures may not get as many likes, but who cares. The energy I had this day is the closest thing to myself that I can put out there for you all to see, and I hope it reminds you to smile a little more even when the industry tries to tell you that smiling less is more edgy and chic. Let your hair be in your face or sticking out of place. Maybe keep the lipstick on your teeth. Sometimes it’s true that the crinkles on your shirt look better than way. Because that’s what real life is. Crinkles in the sky. Don’t be afraid to let them show. The real, beautifully imperfect you is the most inspiring.