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Tuesday, 15 December 2020

Wherein I Feel Like a Plastic Bag

DAY 14: My Style


Clothes ? House ? Personality ? Lifestyle? I feel lost. Anyone else could write more accurately about me than I can. A few words come to mind.


Eclectic 

Incohesive 

Languid 

Amalgamated

Myself 

Idealistic 

Bohemian 

Unique

Bland 

Magpie

Minimalist 

(Aren’t those last basically mutually exclusive? If they are I’ve defied that.)

Proverbial plastic bag 

Practical 


To make this post somewhat worth reading, Imma add something I came across today that I wrote a few years ago about my style then. Maybe it is the clearest indication of my style: strange.


I broke up with you a month or so ago; we were so done. And you know what? I never missed you. This is the easiest breakup I've ever been through. And it's been a great month, much HAPPIER than the preceeding insecure months. Those were miserable months, with indecision and a feeling that things were just not like they should be. Then it happened. There came a day when I knew it couldn't go on any longer, When those Months of insecurity and anxiety and tenuous days together added up in the clear realization that we. were. over. Your presence in my life was just overwhelming me, annoying me, holding me back from my potential.

I haven't looked back since that day. I've found someone else now, someone a little more hip than you, with a better haircut than you and great jewelery too.  his clothes are what I've always dreamed of seeing from someone I love. He's a little more laid back than you and not quite as...dare I say, frilly. He writes and sings the dreamiest tunes and his worst character trait is that he's not as into thrift shop-ing as  you were. Not that i miss that a lot. Yeah, free spirited Boho is a great partner and I don't miss your lacey pastelishness, Vintage Chic.

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