topshop top (like this), Joe’s jeans, Splendid LA sandals, WHBM clutch, Rimmel ‘Kiss of Life’ lipstick
We re-watched Mean Girls the other day. And I still have no idea how, out of all the quotable lines, “You go Glen Coco” got to be so popular. But I’ll admit, pretty much every Christmas I’ll hand at least one person a candy cane and call them Glen Coco. That movie was groundbreaking. It made every moment entertaining yet completely relatable; Tina Fey’s assembly speech could be (and maybe should be) said to just about every high school ever. I still relate to the content. Maybe what strikes home the most for me is that idea of comparison. Almost once a day I have to run this Theodore Roosevelt quote through my head: “Comparison is the thief of joy.” Oh my gosh, what a statement. It almost gives me chills just writing that out. It’s humbling to realize I have only myself to blame and no one else. I’m controlling my thoughts–I’m letting them roam. Ironically, so many people around me probably do the same.
That brings me to today’s outfit. It’s edgier than I normally go. The whole sheer black thing felt like a risk. I loved the top when I bought it but suddenly seized with nerves when I put it on at home. There’s no way I can pull this off. That other fashion blogger would look miles better than me in this. What will so-and-so think? It was a total mind game. I asked E six times what he thought, just to make sure. I’m not saying any of this for a pity party, believe me. I say this because I don’t think I’m alone. Shoving off that ‘ugly voice’ is so necessary. And speaking some truth into yourself isn’t prideful, it’s empowering. So to close? “I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy.”
Thanks for letting me share my heart today. xx
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