I’m pretty sure my feelings today are a combination of no sleep (Jordan and I are binge watching Homeland every night) and being tired plus my lack of coffee, I’m still working on my first cup…. sigh.
I have had so much fun blogging for the last few years. My how things have changed (for the better of course). I have loved every second of blogging, well almost every second. There are a few things I don’t enjoy and to this day I still struggle with it, but that’s a whole different story.
Many of my non-blogging friends think it’s all sunshine and roses, and it’s not. Being a fashion blogger, or better yet a style blogger has its ups and downs. By no means do I consider myself big or famous, in fact I feel the very opposite. When someone tells me they are “starstruck” I just laugh, and although it does touch my heart, the reason I laugh is because I’m just me. I am not perfect, I have many flaws, I struggle with many things and I’m human.
I love fashion, beauty and I truly love what I get to do. This is something I do for me, for my sanity (hello mom life anyone?!) but it doesn’t define me. Again, I love dressing up and feeling pretty but there is a bigger picture.
You see, one day I will die, and when that time comes, I don’t want to be remembered by the clothes I wore, or my OOTD’s. I want to leave a legacy that my kids will be proud of. I want to leave this earth knowing I changed lives, that I made women feel confident and beautiful. That I made a difference and impacted someones life for the better. I know that kind of contradicts itself and you may ask why am I doing fashion then? Well, I want women to feel good both inside and out. Not just one or the other.
I always remind myself why I started my blog. I not only wanted to connect and meet other women, but I want them to feel empowered, confident, and beautiful. I don’t want you to look at my pictures, and say, oh I can never wear that or, her life is perfect and whatever else the case may be. I assure you my life is not perfect and in fact as I write this I am wearing workout tights (I have not worked out!), my hair hasn’t been washed in three days, my kids are still in Pj’s, and to top it off I have the ugliest pimple under my nose, ha!
I can’t help but remember and will close off with one of my favorite Beyoncé song “I Was Here” ….
“I wanna leave my footprint on the sands of time
Know there was something that, meant something that I left behind
When I leave this world, I’ll leave no regrets,
Leave something to remember, so they won’t forget
I want to say I lived each day, until I die
And know that I meant something in somebody’s life
The hearts I have touched will be the proof that I leave
That I made a difference, and this world will see
I just want them to know
That I gave my all, did my best
Brought someone to happiness
Left this world a little better just because…
I was here
I lived, I loved
I was here
I did, I’ve done, everything that I wanted
And it was more than I thought it would be
I will leave my mark so everyone will know
I was here”.