I've been blogging for almost two years now. In that time I've tried to give you an accurate picture of my own personal style. You've seen lots of different outfits in lots of different places. I like to think most of them have been at least okay, and I hope a fair few have been knockouts. But I've committed a few faux-pas along the way, too. It's time to break out the misses, the stinkers, the fashion don'ts, the "bloops" moments. The photos are unaltered by filters or color correction.Read More
Your life starts today.
My thanks to those of you that added your Outer Spaz list to "The Good, the Bad, and the Palsy" . We all share a common thread. Nobody likes the hand they were dealt. Too fat, too thin, too tall, too short. Not good enough. Why bother trying?
Because who you are is beautiful. Because the most important thing you can wear is your own acceptance of your inner beauty. Think of it in terms of the zen that is a Tootsie Pop. Perfection is a hard candy coating. It's the tootsie roll at the center that everybody wants to get to. Without that you are nothing but a mannequin. With it you are a queen.
If you've been alive for more than 20 minutes you've made mistakes, you have regrets, you want do-overs. Every day is an opportunity to atone for your past by leaving it in the dust. Wake up, Sleeping Beauty, to the fact that this is it and you're amazing. Don't wait until tomorrow; no more excuses. Practice wearing that fabulous outfit until it feels like a second skin. The real work is about to start.