Why I [Occasionally] Hate Blogging
For the past two weeks, I took a break from Instagram. In that time, I focused more on others than I did myself and realized several inherent flaws about blogging. The first and primary contender is simple: no one has a picture-perfect life, and no one really dresses "that way" all the time.
I'll be the first to admit I overdress for every occasion I'm invited to, whether that be casual birthday parties, school, or the gym. However, over the last month, I've held a more active lifestyle and have found myself wearing actual tennis shoes for the first time in Lord knows how long. It took me an actual second to realize and readdress to myself that shoes don't have to be painful. In all seriousness, it felt odd not wearing stilettos, and to me, that was a sign to myself that I'd taken my image and obsession with presentation a little bit too far.
I think a lot of us circle our blame around "society," and in that way, we never really hold ourselves accountable for actually being self-propelling proponents of social media culture. I realized several of my own hypocrisies over the last two weeks, as well, and realized I hadn't even been aware of the fact that I myself am constantly contributing to the idea that some people have perfectly glamorous lives.
~For instance, several times a week, I'll post a photo of myself wearing a meticulously curated outfit, which I had not even previously worn. I'll put it on for a shoot, spend an hour in it, and never wear it again because it feels "used." I'm sick of advertising an unachievable "authenticity" that serves no purpose but to inadvertently put others down. ~
That being said, the pictures above were not for a shoot. I was at the Domain getting my phone fixed and happened to be wearing this outfit. I love this coat because it's simple, which is something I think blogging should focus more on. I love these shoes because they're a replica of a brand I someday hope to afford. I love these jeans because, well, they're the only pair my sister hasn't stolen from me yet. And I love this sweater because I actually stole it from my sister and somehow got away with it.
The truth is so important to convey to an impressionable, image-obsessed audience. I hope to share honesty more openly throughout my experience as a blogger.