The other day I was going through some of my old journals, and the one thing I brought up constantly was how I wasn’t doing anything I was passionate about. After I graduated from college, I didn’t really know how to have much of a creative or intellectual life on my own. When all the long discussions in my English classes stopped, when writing for the school’s magazine was over, when I didn’t have free access to scholarly articles about Ma’s blatant racism in Little House on the Prairie, I felt so stagnant.
I wasn’t using my mind for anything, and I bored myself. Something had to be done.
I toyed with starting a blog for years. Two posts in 2012. A weird 90-day no-shopping challenge that I documented last year on my personal Instagram. A very tentative outfit post that I did in my roommates’ band room.
When I hit 25, I set myself a goal: one blog post a month. I thought that would be enough to satisfy my creative needs. One post quickly became eight, then twelve in a month.
I’ve been feeling kind of down about a few things lately, but after reading those old journals, I realized that I’ve come quite far since this time last year. I took that problem of zero-creativity and turned it on its damn head. And if I can destroy that issue, what else am I capable of doing?
Let’s find out, shall we?
What about you guys? Is there something you’ve done lately that you’re really proud of? I wanna hear about it!
Hat: from a local boutique
Headband (worn as a necktie): handmade
Skirt: old, H&M
Clutch: old, ModCloth
*By the way, no, I’m not smoking! That’s a twig I picked up. Too much cancer in my family to even think about that habit.