I will never fail to be interested in the idea of wearing strictly black in the summer. I already have an obsessions with all black outfits (which is typically set back by the lack of all black garments in my closet) because it makes me feel effortlessly cool and a little bit like a secret agent about to go on a mission, but there’s something about wearing it in the middle of summer heat that just gives it an extra kick. Perhaps it makes me feel a bit like a rebel for wearing dark colors in the sunniest times or maybe it could just be that I’m somewhat of a masochist and enjoy the torture that is being warmer than necessary. It could just be that I enjoy just how impractical the outfits are for the weather. I am quite easily pleased.
I’m in the process of coming to terms with the idea that I have minor social issues. Being around groups of people who I have never met before and am expected to interact with makes me nervous to the point where I experience anxiety that physically makes me feel ill. I spent 2 years doing theatre and speech which has helped my social skills to a point and have taught me how to interact with an ‘audience’ and among my peers but at the end of the day, I still suffer anxiety from social interactions with strangers, which is part of my motivation for getting dressed everyday. I find wearing certain clothes comforting. I feel powerful in certain outfits or wearing certain pieces that embody a different character.
When I put on a floral headband I am no longer Olive the Scared who feels need to shy away from all social interaction; I become Olive the Woodland Creature who only shies away from some social interaction and is able to try to put effort into being around others. Clothes aren’t a cure all or an end all but they are the change of perspective that can make or break me in my abilities to perform certain tasks. They give me the power to move forward in life and try new things. All I need is clothes, time, patience, and a couple of breathing techniques. 🙂
I’ve always wanted to be one of those crafty people who revamp their wardrobe all the time to make their clothes look fabulous. Unfortunately, I’m not typically creative enough for those types of projects, but I thought I’d give this one a go after watching Bethany Mota (macbarbie07 on youtube)’s DIY Heart Shorts video for Valentine’s Day. It’s not really shorts weather so I did mine’s with a pair of jeans and only one leg was printed for originality’s sake, but I’m pretty happy with the outcome! 🙂
I’ve been trying to give myself a detox from standard pop music (which will probably only last about 3 more hours). Thanks to the help of the internet I’ve hit that point where every other song that I’m hearing is in Spanish and I want nothing more than to be a DJ. I don’t think I’d be all that great at it, but it’s fun to imagine. Happy New Year to you all!
It’s finally stopped raining in my area! It may have taken about 6 days, but it is finally dry outside again so I decided to celebrate with moccasins, a striped sweater (the best time to wear a striped sweater…is all the time), and brand new tea. Sorry my outfit’s kind of boring today, though. I’m in the midst of testing right now and then I have exams next week so I like to dress smart in hopes that my body will absorb the intelligence of my outfit. Plus, sweaters are a nice way to feel cozy without having to wear sweats.
Hello everyone! And by hello, I actually mean goodnight since it’s dark outside where I live right now (the joys of winter). I wish I could have posted this earlier but I was having internet issues (I have IE9 and need to upgrade to be able to continue using WordPress to the max). Regardless, here is my outfit from Thanksgiving (I decided to get a little fancy). I went lace on lace because I sweet like a cupcake.
I always think there’s something wrong whenever I’m standing at the bus stop in a really fancy and proper outfit (which I deem fancy and proper because I’m wearing a bow tie and a button up – that’s right, I dress smart occasionally), but the music I’m listening ruins the mood. Here I am thinking I should apply to Harvard or crack out the philosophy books and the like when Slipknot comes on. Let’s get one thing straight; I do like Slipknot (they’re the first band of the “heavy-metal” genre that I ever actually enjoyed), but they totally killed the mood. Unfortunately, they didn’t kill it as harshly as I killed Eminem’s Stan about 3 songs later.
P.S. That fall weather is killer! I have so much respect for people who take photos outside when it’s cold.
I’m beginning to wonder what sort impression my English teacher must have of me after seeing all of my required reading picks and the accompanying summaries. So far I’ve decided to inform my reading partners about Heidegger and a Hippo Walk Through Those Pearly Gates (the most hilarious book one could read about the fact that we’re all going to die) and A Love Letter to Black People, which would be less awkward if my discussions didn’t end with telling my partners something like, “you may not realize it, but you’re dying right now,” or “treat success like love, not an American marriage because a lot of those end in divorce”. There were smart sounding explanations before those conclusions, but the endings kind of killed them. Well, at least my blazer looks good. 🙂