My very first blog post EVER. Considering I have so much to say on social media, I of course would be drawing a blank here. My Facebook is flooded with thoughts, ideas, stories that seem to flow off of my finger tips onto a screen with ease. I get a blog and……….*crickets*. Believe it or not this post has taken me more than 48 hours to write, 19 edits and one mouse hover over the button “delete blog permanently”.
I think I’m nervous because I don’t take social media seriously. It’s easy for me to say a few things, everyone laughs, I get 50 likes and move on with my day. But a blog? This is where I’d be putting all my REAL passions, thoughts and ideas for the world to see (and judge) and that is terrifying to me. What if this blog sucks? What if I just wasted $35.99? (no, these blog sites aren’t free!). Do you know what I could do with $35.99? That is a basic mani and a pedi at Anna’s Salon on Neil Street. That is two eye brow wax appointments and one tip, That’s a cute tank or pair of shorts at my favorite boutique store or 11 pairs of leggings at Forever 21. You know those things get crotch holes after one wash. YOU NEED 11.
So what’s my focus here? Finding my niche or where I fit in is tough. I love photography, makeup, fashion, all interests that are a dime a dozen in the blog world. So how will I make myself different? How am I going to stand out? I don’t know yet. I imagine this blog will jump from point A to point L back to B and then Z until I figure it out.
I do know that as a full time job having wife, mother of a 12 year old and a 4 month old, and trying to maintain some sort of social life definitely gives me an interesting fashion angle. Just in the last year, I’ve changed my fashion 4,000 times. Wearing maternity clothes for 9 months, having a baby and feeling like a busted can of biscuits in my old skinny jeans, trying to figure out what clothes work best for breastfeeding, realizing Target has the best selection of spanx EVER, and coming to terms with high waist jeans being MY JAM. Despite all this, fashion has never left me and I’ve adapted. I’ve been as small as a 2 and as big as a 14 (sometimes I like peas and sometimes I like pea-SUH).
I know I don’t look like your typical fashion blogger. I’m not tall, I’m definitely not skinny, I don’t own any *real* Louis Vuitton bags and I can’t say that I’m going to pose against a brick wall with a iced coffee in hand from Starbucks in my perfectly put together outfit from a Nordstroms sale (ok I might). But my body is typical of a new mom still trying to look fashionable. I feel like I fit the mold of many women trying to be in style on a budget and I’m at the age where I’m too old to be at Rue 21 or Forever 21 (or any store that has a number after it) but I’m too young to be at Talbots, Chicos and Coldwater Creek *no offense*. Maybe all this word vomiting has helped me find my niche…….
I hope you will enjoy my journey as much as I think I’ll enjoy taking it.