Aha! moments

I am someone who lives for those moments of realization: when everything that was upside down in your world suddenly turns right side up. Revelations, realizations, moments of self-discovery, times when you realize how small you are in the scheme of life but just how big your life could be? Yeah, those are my thing. I'm not someone who forgets those aha! moments right after they happen either. No sir. They stick with me for a looooong time.

Unfortunately, I cannot prescribe aha! moments for those who are in need of them. You see, that's what makes them so aha!-worthy. They absolutely must come from the inner self, unprompted and fully recognized.

I had one of these life-changing revelations just yesterday, actually. I like to think my brain produces these types of powerful thoughts just slightly above what is average for a person. I tend to think this way mostly because I fit the stereotype built around the kind of person who has revelations. I am admittedly of the "deep" variety, I have wild emotions, and I've been said to be creatively inclined. Now I'm not saying this to imply that I live in a continual state of enlightenment (if I did I'd be Buddha by now) or that I don't ever feel blue. I just am someone who fully embraces eye-opening moments because I appreciate them so. much. More often than not, moments like what I am describing have rerouted my life in a positive direction.

My most recent self-discovery has to do with the situation my life has been diluted to for the past two years. Coming out of high school as the "queen bee" of sorts, the transition into college has been less than smooth. Without drowning you in specifics, I realized that what I thought had me on a string, or at least what everyone was telling me was my problem and that I needed to "get over" (yes, "it" happened to be a boy), was really posing as a distraction from a much larger problem that had been plaguing me since the beginning of my venture into the great unknown world of college.

It sounds simple and no, this realization didn't hand over any proven remedies for my "bigger picture" problem, but what it did do is finally cancel out a different emotionally draining issue by pointing out the source of my distress. Now I can redirect my healing resources in a productive direction and that difference in outsourcing alone is a huge help.

Alas, my shoulders carry just a bit lighter of a load than they did a couple of days ago, but I am nonetheless thankful.

I bid you goodnight and I hope an aha! moment comes your way when you need it.

Dress how you want to feel

So this blog is supposed to be about my, so to speak, "passion for fashion." To understand my fashion philosophies, however, is to understand me: I dress how I feel, or more likely, I dress how I want to feel.

Never having been a supporter of the college student's excuse for a wardrobe--sweatpants and a messy bun--I denounce the lazy look not because I have an extra three hours in the morning to primp or because I care more about how I look than I do about my classes or because I have piles of money to spend on a sweatpant-less wardrobe. (And let's get real, I couldn't even pull off the messy bun if I wanted to because of the super fierce short haircut I maintain that requires either a disciplined routine of everyday styling or a hat, which is perfectly acceptable if my bangs are long enough so that covering up my fiery do doesn't make me look like a cancer patient.)

I don't recommend the messy bun and sweatpants look (yoga pants if you're feeling fancy!) matter-of-factly because doing so sets a standard of laziness for the rest of that day, week, or decade...if you're really in a rut. Now I'm not saying I sleep in heels, garden in my little black cocktail dress or dress to whatever other absurd assumptions trail the well dressed minority, but I usually dress to set a standard for how well my day is going to go.

There's some food for thought for your day.

Life situations...

I know this blog is supposed to be about fashion and other superficial things, but I'm deep by nature so life tidbits will also randomly appear.

I have found as of late that life situations are contagious. Meaning, if you hang around someone who has been down on their luck a lot and searching for more that person could just leave you down on your luck and searching for more...while that person happily runs away with your former bliss and success, especially if that someone is a someone who stole your heart and then crushed it the next day.

Excuse me for a moment while I try to figure how to get everything that made me me back and in working order.

Stay tuned!

This is totally happening...I just need to get my homework done first, which could take years. IN THE NAME OF FASHION, I WILL get to my first posts soon.