When I restarted this blog, I said I wanted to keep things simple, keep things light.
Where’s the reality in that?
It’s ironic that my intentions were so pure, and yet what’s on my heart to write about has been anything but simple, anything but light.
I thought that, if nothing else, I could write each day about what I was wearing. I thought, that’ll be easy, right?
I’m a woman; what part of getting dressed in the morning did I think would be easy? Yes, I walk out the door each day wearing something, but that doesn’t mean getting there was a breeze.
I counted at the start of this post how many unpublished OOTDs I have on this site. Currently there are 7. That’s a week’s worth of outfits that I haven’t felt up to posting.
Why? Who knows. Maybe I’m insecure. Maybe I’m indecisive. Maybe I’m looking for a level of perfection here that I’m just not going to find.
Regardless of my reasons, this is my reality.
I don’t know what this blog is about. Maybe I’ll never know, but maybe that’s also the beauty in it.
Maybe I’ll post those unpublished outfits. Maybe I won’t. But I will post something.
And that’s what matter’s, right?
Welcome to my public diary, my out-there train of thought. I hope you know what you’ve gotten yourself into. Scratch that–I don’t even know what I’ve gotten myself into.