Why do people want to change? I mean it’s alright for me to be dissatisfied and pine away days hoping, dreaming, wishing I had Emma Stone’s comedic timing, Eva Mendes’ skin, Alison Sudols’ ability to charm a tune and on and on and on... I think it’s healthy to appreciate other women and the beauties and characteristics that make them special. I don’t think it gets done nearly enough, it’s probably based on our own insecurities and that’s why we can’t openly acknowledge and welcome exquisiteness in all the facets it exists. Maybe if we all start embracing each other for the individuality we all posses whether it be natural or learned it would empower us to accept and love ourselves? Wouldn’t that be something…
Always striving for more and achieve additional moments of acceptance I lose track in the unrealistic expectation and not due to the media but myself. I’d be lying if I said image wasn’t important to me. The truth is I can be extremely shallow when it comes to me, not others. I could care less what so-and so’s hair color is or her shoe brand etc… but for whatever reason I constantly demand a certain level of “show” for myself. People that know me are fully aware of my endless wardrobe; I’m sure I could clothe a small village and make sure they’re perfectly accessorized. Granted, I don’t spend a fortune on clothes but I do feel the need to present myself in a certain fashion and it’s almost like a pastime. The truth is I don’t need these clothes. So long as my items fit properly and are in good condition and let’s not forget at least a little bit socially acceptable that should be fine. Right?
Realizing the constant need to adorn my body with fashion choices that draw attention to the actually articles and distract from me is hard to swallow. I know it’s something I can get a handle on slowly but surely. What is it they say? Acceptance in the first step?
As far as progress goes, I’ve been really into my nails lately. Odd, I know. The thing is I’ve always been insecure about them and wore fake nails for years to experience the illusion of great nails. You’re probably wondering what I’m talking about but they aren’t terrible by any means. My nails beds are really short and wow I sound ridiculous. Anybody see Mean Girls? The scene where they’re standing in the mirror criticizing themselves and Karen says “My nail beds suck!” Umm, yeah I love it because I could totally relate. Sorry just proving my point that it is a valid, perhaps even a common concern. What I mean to say it that I’ve dedicated time to the very thing that I lack confidence in. Every Sunday night I get my supplies together and prep my nails for the week. It’s my new thing and it really has improved my work week and boosted my poise. I guess there’s something to be said for being well manicured.
All in all I’ve made a little bet with myself and I’m hoping to keep it logged. For the ENTIRE week my goal is to take a minimalist approach. That’s right people, not sure how I’m going to pull this off but maybe my experiment will prove positive. Wish me luck!
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