Outfit # 20: Your Words
Yeah, so I was going to talk solely about my outfit and school and other stuff you really don't care about. Hey, I'm just being honest here. Why do we go over the same ole stuff all the time and never talk about anything real? I'm pretty confident that the majority of the human experience isn't talked about on blogs. I love the blogging community. I love especially that women are at the forefront of the community and they're allowed to express themselves there in full. I still feel though that women are putting themselves in boxes. It's like there's this big factory pumping out happy, smiling women that only like to talk about clothing and children. (That's my gender studies class talking, which has been pretty cool.) Now, let me just say, I am definitely not bashing anyone. I love fashion bloggers, they're inspiring, cool ladies. And they're allowed to talk about whatever they want! It's not that I don't want to read it, it's just I feel like I've been reading a blog for three years and still really don't know the person typing. I saw a blogger post something about a reader saying that bloggers were happy all the time and didn't have any problems. She responded saying that she had already cried twice that day and had an argument with her husband, so her life wasn't as perfect as it seemed. Honestly, dear reader, I have no interest in making my life look perfect. I'm not an advertisement for aprons from the 1950s. My hair isn't going to perfect coiffed, my smile won't be perfect (that is, if I do smile), and I might just be kind of slobbish.
Besides all that good stuff, I will say that I love this necklace. It was my Mom's, but I commandeered it for reasons a couple years ago. However, this is the first time that I've worn it out and about. I think it was waiting for this dress. It was waiting for me and for this dress.
necklace-vintage//dress-bealls outlet//shoes-TJ Maxx//purse-ever+mii crush