______Blogging seems so selfish sometimes: snapping photos of your outfits, scrawling personal thoughts which trickle into digital text, dubbing yourself the monarch of this online assemblage of photos and words created by you, you, you.
______But.
______To me, blogging isn't a selfish thing. I think it's brave what some post online to initiate conversations, and admirable how they can share their thoughts and be so forthright. I believe blogging is about creating connections not only with others but also with yourself, perhaps even about revealing things
to yourself.
______Maybe at first you began blogging with an interest in fashion or beauty and wanting to express that, but soon became conscious of your interest in traveling, or discussing some particular aspect of your life, or writing silly stories that maybe only ten people read a week. Or perhaps after months or years of blogging, your posts evolved to the point of realizing all of your passions and the common thread between them. Because that's what's important: your passions. Your appreciation for things. Your appreciation for other people. Self-discovery, self-acceptance, comprehending yourself as a single living entity that germinates thoughts and actions which are purely your own.
______Coming to terms with those things... your interests, your likes, your dislikes, the things that make you tick tick tick, the things you struggle with internally on a daily basis... can be difficult. But writing these things out to an anonymous audience that doesn't judge but understands helps you in your journey to becoming you.
______And discovering who you are is important since you're stuck with yourself your whole life. Totally wild, right? But you are, so you might as well get to know yourself. Take yourself on some dates. Write about yourself. Take care of yourself and buy yourself a chocolate chip cookie every now and then. Or a raisin one, if you're into that kind of thing.
______I digress. Since I've started blogging, I've learned so much: I've bettered my photography to the point where I know what aperture is and could
actually explain it to someone, written more than I ever used to, and have realized I need to snuggle and pet more chickens in my life. Like, tons more.
______I'm picturing one of those ball pits but instead of being filled with colorful plastic balls, it's filled with chickens I can gleefully maneuver through. It shall be formally dubbed
The Chicken Pit and all are welcome to revel in its earth-shattering glory.
______Why do you blog?
Top: Charlotte Russe
Skirt: Modcloth (
similar)
Jelly shoes:
BooHoo
Necklace: Nasty Gal (
similar styles)
Earrings: Charming Charlie
Ampersand ring: c/o
BornPretty
