So, I'm new to the game but in an effort to maintain full disclosure I feel I should start off with some sort of purpose: I'm a 22 year-old, native Mississippian living in Brooklyn for the duration of my summer and I'm here to write about my life.
Thrilling introduction, isn't it? Well, I imagine the story will unfold in much the same way but I, like you, am here to claim my tiny section of this world wide hub and I have no intention of returning it unstained. In a virtual web of clicks and "instant" everything, my endeavor is simply to leave this page tattered and ink-soaked like a well-weathered paperback ... So, excuse the absurdities and inevitable ramblings if you will, they're only my notes in the margins...
BEW (circa June 2010)
.... here's where the record skips.
If you can't tell, I used to take this WAY more seriously. Youth, big ol' dreams and an affinity for trying to sound cooler than you are will do that to you. Real talk- that shit is exhausting. Clearly-I got two posts deep and gave up on the endeavor entirely. Well, I've returned with no such ceremonious introduction to hopefully avoid where I left off and begin anew.
See, the truth is, I'm bored. Really, REALLY (read: REALLY) bored. I'm no longer summering in Brooklyn, or anywhere for that matter. Nay, I'm even post Christmas breaks, Spring breaks, Fall breaks, etc. and (s)trapped right in the middle of young adulthood with personal time off, sick days, and emergency leave, instead. Now, let's be clear- it doesn't suck. In fact, it's wonderful! I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss school, or told you that I'm perfectly content with where I am, but who doesn't and who is? Further, this isn't a diary so I'll leave the introspection for when I'm hypothetically gurgling bottles of wine by myself in my dimly lit apartment while spending an afternoon with my own tears and the Lifetime Movie Network. Cool? Cool. In most respects I'm pretty damn happy. No cause for complaints. Excepting one instance in particular (aside from taxes) - I've no venue to show off my digs!
By nature of my job, I can either work from home, which usually entails boxer shorts and crumb strewn t-shirts big enough to fit me and my refrigerator, along with its individual contents (I'm nothing if not strategic) or from my sister's office where the dress code isn't exactly business professional... or business casual... or even business related. But despite appearances, my work affords me a wardrobe I've grown pretty proud of even if I'm not prone to utilize its contents, save for special occasions and funerals (how exciting).
Am I passionate about fashion? Maybe. But more then that, I'm probably just vain as hell. Of course, I did convert my guest room into a closet so that has to show for something, right?
But first thing's first- this is not a fashion blog. I read a lot of those and I don't want to give the impression that I know more then I do. Also, I dig new trends, I'm down with forward thinking and progressive ideas, the emergence of street style, etc., but mainly I just stick to what looks good on me ::begin rant::which is something I wish more folks did. Seriously. Some of that shit is just plain silly looking-Dr. Martins with shapeless, floral dresses wasn't attractive in 1993, a fact that remains the same today. I'm not judging you, we all are::end rant:: Because I'm curvy and nearer to five feet tall then I'd really care to admit, this typically means I stick with classic silhouettes. So, I may not be original or inspiring but I am a tough shape to work with, which means I do have to be creative sometimes. That same creativity extends to my pocketbook as well. I'm not poor per se, but I'm not, not poor, either. If that makes any sense? Put it this way- if DSW, Forever21, Urban Outfitters, and ASOS had frequent reader cards I'd be a carrying member. The good news is I'm constantly searching for new sites, stores, thrift shops, and the like to save a few pennies and gain a little more variety. Since I fully intend to reference those locations on posts, if nothing else I hope maybe you'll at least see something you hadn't before.
Lengthy prefaces aside, this doll just wants to play dress-up...
BEW
