Hello my little muffins!
I know I've already posted today, I was all organised and had it scheduled a few days ago but I've been in an odd mood the last few days. Rather than bottle it all up I decided to write about it...and post it on the Internet...like a normal person. Bloggers logic!
Today I'm going to talk about something that I've not really seen much on this here blogosphere we call home. Fear. I apologise how truly awfully cheesy this post will be.
I'm not talking about being squealy when a spider runs across the bathtub or (if you're me) passing out when someone cuts themselves. I'm talking about the sort of gut-wrenching, panic-inducing, heart-racing kind of fear that plagues us all at one time or another. Sometimes it's serious things that create this kind of fear, sometimes it's just a little thing that completely freaks you out.
For me, it's been something that has been building all summer and has just taken over the last few days.
The fear I'm not doing the right thing with my life.
It almost makes me feel silly to think this way. I am so driven and passionate about the fashion industry and have been from a young age so why should this fear even cross my mind? I work hard, I get good grades on a course I love and I surround myself with the industry I couldn't live without. It's the future that terrifies me. I know I want to be a designer but at the same time I love doing this. Writing, photographing, blogging. Can I fit both into my life and be successful? I don't even know what sort of designer I want to be yet, I have a few more years to go of my degree but I have to do a work placement next year and I couldn't even begin to come up with a brand I want to work for. I feel like time is ticking away all too fast.
So what do I do with these fears? Am I not meant to admit to them? Do I learn from them or let them consume me? I have no clue! Sometimes we can 'grow some balls' and just push past them; but sometimes there are days when we just can't. And there's nothing wrong or abnormal about that. Fear is one of the most powerful emotions we have as human beings, it's what we do with it that counts.
Well hello there! This is going to be a slightly more serious (and cheesy) post but it's something that I feel incredibly strongly about so, why not share it with you guys!
This weekend I went to London to meet up with some friends and something happened that really annoyed me. The thing that particularly got me was that they didn't understand why I was so mad. We were in a club and a girl came onto one of my friends. One of the others then took a photo and started laughing at it. I asked them what was so funny...their answer 'she's fat'.
Now I am not the skinniest of girls, I sometimes get a little down about certain parts of my body but who doesn't? I am a happy, healthy size 12 girl who eats well and exercises. I look after myself and as long as I know I'm healthy on the inside, the outside will take care of itself. I am proud of the fact that my bum should have its own postcode. So what if my thighs jiggle when I walk?
What makes me so sad is that we live in a world where everyone (not just girls) are made to feel like we have to look a certain way. Our bodies should be perfect, we shouldn't get spots or stretch marks and we should always look like we stepped out of a magazine. Boobs and bums have to be perfect, muscles a certain size. People who are comfortable in their own skin are deemed strange and, to be honest, in the minority. But this isn't real life.
People who are happy with themselves should be celebrated. We are all beautiful in our own way. I know that sounds so ridiculously cheesy but it's true! That's one of the reasons why I love fashion, yes it has the power to drive people to do unthinkable things to their bodies, but it also has the power to make someone feel beautiful. Everyone has had that moment when they've put on 'that dress' or 'those jeans' and just felt incredible.
The message I'm trying to get across is, if you are happy in your own skin, who cares what everyone else thinks. Stop trying to be someone else's idea of perfect and focus on just being you. There will always be those idiots who will find faults and think it's okay to laugh, but if they're that stupid, are they really worth paying attention to?
Embrace your body, no matter what shape or size you are.
Loves xxx
