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August 30, 2017

A Lesson and a Mesh Top

Some things are just not for you—mesh tops not included

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I'm sorry to inform you, friends, but this here blog is becoming more of a self-help diary than a documentation of my style, life, beauty, travel, etcetera. I've just been realizing things left and right lately, and what better way to parse through all these revelations than to share them with a largely nameless and faceless group of Internet girlfriends? Hey y'all!


The first of these revelations is this: hot damn, I love a mesh top! Not netted. See, netted is what people think of when they imagine basement reggae parties and Jamaican vacation stereotypes. I mean the ever-so-delicate light mesh of this ruffle-sleeved, appliqué embroidered blouse.

"For all the fighting, and clawing, and trying, there's a chance it was never meant to be mine. And, to a degree, I believe that if it really was for me, I wouldn't have to fight so hard for it, anyway..."


The second of these revelations is something that isn't so much a new discovery as it is a general truth that I finally finally understand—no, feel. I feel this deeply: what is for you, is for you. I'm a big care-er. Yes, I care about a lot, and care about a lot very bigly. For example, if I wanted ice cream and everyone else wanted frozen yogurt, I would compromise and then feel a little bummed that I was forced to eat subpar pretend soft serve at the will of my "friends." I would feel bummed because I feel strongly about soft serve, as you can tell, and that is because *drum roll* I care.

I care about ridiculous things, so imagine how I feel about things that are actually important. I obsess, replay, try to see what I could've done differently, because by my logic, the only reason I haven't gotten what it is I wanted (or thought I wanted) is me. This is a very counterproductive habit that I am trying to get a hold of, okay? 

The first thing that's helping me check that is that thought that if something was for me, I would've gotten it. For all the fighting, and clawing, and trying, there's a chance it was never meant to be mine. And, to a degree, I believe that if it really was for me, I wouldn't have to fight so hard for it, anyway (not to say everything should come easily, but you get what I mean). And thinking that thought, repeating it ten times over every time a bout of regret hits me, helps. Just remember, some things just aren't for you—unlike this mesh top that I feel strongly would be for everyone—and that's okay.

How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita
How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita
How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita
How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita
How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita
How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita

How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita
How To Style Pink Pietro Nolita


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