Have you ever thought of an outfit, but immediately said, “but for someone else” or “but that won’t look good on me”?
Well my friends, that’s exactly what I thought about this outfit. It came to me when folding laundry (maybe I should do that more often) and I immediately dismissed it as not for this fluffy marshmellow.
I’m often my biggest, harshest critic. I easily allow the voices fill my head and talk me out of wearing something I really like.My hips are too big. My thighs are too chunky. I’m too short. My girls are too large.
Yada yada yada. In this world of style blogging, it’s so easy to look at just about everyone else and feel like I’m not good enough cause I don’t look like them. It’s easy to get down when I see a piece on someone that I just love, only to find out that the biggest it comes is a large(10).
Yesterday, I said a huge SCREW IT!!! I told that annoying voice to shut up and put it on time out. Out came the leggings, out came the boots, on went the giant sweater and my new prescription-less sunnies, and I strutted my stuff all through the park and the mall.
While I was definitely self-conscious all day, I’m really proud of myself for stepping outside my box. Everyone’s box is different. No one else (except my dear friend who is awesome at making me feel like I don’t look like an idiot) knew that I was totally going out on a limb here. THAT’S THE POINT!!!
I’m sure I’ll keep being harsh on myself. I’m sure I’ll still look at other style bloggers and wish I could find the pieces that they have, I’m sure I’ll still feel like an idiot some days.
I just have to remember that no one is being as harsh on me as I am on myself.
And if they are, I’ll tell them to shut up and put them on time out too