Recently a friend of mine said to me casually ” I saw your Instagram, I see you have become more fashionable and I like it”, that struck me because, how come a friend whom I meet quite often could not tell about this identity I have/desire? I have always been fashionable but without showing myself when I don’t have to. It’s because I almost feel embarrassed when I do so, I am not used to compliments. Maybe because I don’t believe in them, and because I am constantly comparing myself with others that are “better than me”. Even with this blog, I never really put my own photos up because I was afraid of criticism, I was afraid that I am “bothering” people with my photos when I share them on my facebook page, as I am not a stick thin model they would normally want to see.
I have come to realisation that I really should start treating myself nicer and give myself more credit, and I have been trying to step out of my comfort zone. Now I realised some women are not bitchy but are really just trying to get what they want no matter what, and on the side I am all the time trying to nice and go with what others would feel comfortable with, and then calling myself a victim of society.
Well, anyway, With this new found power called courage, I am slowly moving forward.
In the morning, I thought to myself, I am going to work in an industrial area, being in the office by myself that no one is going to visit. BUT I still feel like being fabulous. So I have put on a cheetah print dress so loud I don’t normally wear, pairing with my new knee high boots, and I am rocking the look no matter how over the top it is. Today, instead of just sharing my passion for fashion, I am starting my real fashion blogger’s life by putting myself out there and post my own photos up. No matter what people think, they don’t harm me because I am just being my true self and no one can tell me who I should be. Mom included.