Getting Dressed is Easy . . .

Sometimes, I'm a chronic over-thinker.

Not in a good, productive, healthy and consciously aware way -

or in an OCD-but-for-the-benefit-of-my-job kind of way,

but more so in a detrimental overly judgmental and self-doubting anal and hyper critical way.

Which is why I love this blog.

Somehow — despite my perpetual sense of psychosis — through some strange psychological process, I've been able to dispel all of my terrible, restricting, and counter-productive thoughts about the quality of my work or the success of my ideas or the reception of my personality by others - and just be very ... me.

In a sense, I've been able to take the same strategy that I've slowly learned to use for the way I dress,

and apply it to the way that I approach this blog.

Whereas once, I was hyper-prone to analyzing everything that both myself and those around me wore,

I've evolved to a stage at which I no longer think twice about my sartorial likes and dislikes.

While at work, I worry I'm not good enough.

With love, I worry I'm too selfish.

And in life, I worry I'm too far behind.

But when getting dressed — and by gradual extension — 

now when typing in this little box —

I don't have to think twice.

And I certainly don't edit based upon the expectations of others.

I'm kind of weird.

And I don't mind. 

I want to approach my life with that same attitude.

Confidently, unabashedly and unapologetically.

all pics from my Instagram , @looksharpsconnie

Striving to be — but not obsessed with being— the best.

Aware of — but not debilitated by — the possibility of failure.

Confident in — but not committed to — my instincts and opinions.

Basically, living my life with the same confidence that I exude 

when buying a pair of shoes.

That's not shallow, right?

Cheers.