I love that all the blogs that read are suddenly getting rebellious.
It's so fun to see people embracing the things that make them happy - Especially because I know how easy it is to confuse personal pleasure with the satisfaction that comes from pleasing others.
Believe me, I do. If there's one person who's spent too much time deriving her sense of self worth from the approval of others, it's this girl here.
The last few months, though, I've started to really pinpoint that nagging feeling that comes when I do something with which I'm not fully comfortable and learning to run far, far away.
Every time I admit a truth I found too embarrassing to say before, I feel like a little door opens inside my brain. Especially when some of you guys say that you feel the same.
|pants: Brandy Melville, top: DIY, boots: Seychelles|
I know that you all know exactly what I'm talking about, so there's no need to ramble. Just thought that I'd note how much I wish I could hang out every day with everyone who reads and comments here. I may not be an "international blogger" or a brand ambassador or a collection collaborator or whatever the heck other official-sounding titles are floating around the ether, but I do have fun.
I also wear florals during fall.
'Cause I can, baby. 'Cause I can.