I got the sweetest email yesterday from one of my readers (ugh, so impersonal- can't I just call you all friends?), and it really brightened my day. I am always in awe when someone takes time out of their busy day to send me an email, and the stories they share are inspiring. I feel so humbled and honored- I hope that doesn't sound cliched because I mean it sincerely.
Heather wrote in the email, "It is crazy how taking a little bit of time each morning to get excited about my clothes increases my confidence and my energy. I have even ventured out of the house with the kids because I felt as if the public was allowed to see me, or better yet the public should see me." Does it get any greater than that?! This is not a post, or really a blog for that matter, dedicated to wearing the trendiest outfit of the moment. This is a blog about being confident in your own skin and in your own style- whatever that is. Do I think that I belong on the pages of Vogue because of my stellar fashion sense? Do I care?
What I do care about sometimes gets lost in the shuffle. I originally started this blog because I was disappointed in the lack of bloggers like me. I was feeling down because I still hadn't lost the baby weight. I had just turned thirty. I wanted to feel confident. I wanted to feel like the public would be honored to see me. By blogging about my outfits I was able to gain confidence in myself and my style. I was able to begin writing for fun again. An incredible side effect of the blog is the influence I can have on someone. That was never intended or expected, which adds to the "specialness" of the whole thing.
We aren't supposed to judge a book by its cover or a man by his clothes, but far too often snap judgments are made like that every day. I'm glad no one documents what I wear to bed or to the gym or to clean my nasty classroom. I'm glad no one was around to document my grunge phase in high school. I don't think what you wear is as important as how you wear it. Can you look polished and pulled together in jeans and a t-shirt? Of course. It's all about the attitude you bring to the outfit. Thank you, Heather, for emailing me. And I am going to let all of you in on a secret. This awesome dress I'm wearing? It's an old maternity dress. I haven't been pregnant for five years. Yep, I'm wearing it. So there.