Tonight, I decided to cruise down the mean streets of iPhoto and take a gander at the girl before the blog. I'm not sure I ever thought about the entire "look" as much as I do now that I frequent this corner of the cybersphere. Until recently, I'd say that was a bad thing. I became too absorbed in this niche. I started finding (...aaaand buying...er, hoarding?) clothes that worked for others and not for me. I experienced a lot of buyer's remorse. I pined over much-too-expensive pieces that I previously never would've glanced at a second time. I wondered why my closet did not consist of 50% J.Crew items. I forgot what I liked about clothes, about my closet, about my sense of style.
And then I ran away from blogging for a month or so.
That time away made me realize that it's cool if I spend an entire week lounging in my sweatpants that begin to harbor one too many corn chip crumbs. Not everyone has to like what I wear. If I can rock it like I used to rock flannels with leggings, then more power to me. Get down with my bad self. With that being said, I wore a few things that could've been improved by a few simple tweaks. That's what is cool about this neck of the cyberwoods: learning from others what you can put your own spin on without losing your sense of self.
Join me as I recount all of the things I knew and did not know before I blogged...
Before I blogged, I knew how to pose with foliage.
And how to add a pop of color to an otherwise neutral outfit.
Before I blogged, I knew how to rock a side part.
And cobalt with black.
Before I blogged, I knew about the skinny belt.
Before I blogged, I knew how to sport a statement necklace.
Before I blogged, I knew about tights with shorts.
But, I don't know if I had feet.
Before I blogged, I sometimes looked like a Playboy Bunny...on purpose.
Before I blogged, I knew about the cross-your-legs-while-standing pose.
Before I blogged, I knew that a husband was better arm candy than any purse.
And then this happened...
(I make a pretty sweet Beetlejuice. I know.)
Before I blogged, I knew how to Photoshop.
But, did I know how to dance?
(At least my blazer is cute.)
And, of course, I've always had class.
So, riddle me this: what did you know or not know before you started blogging?