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An Unconventional "Fashionista"?

I love fashion and beauty but I'm not a slave to either. I sometimes wonder how many other people are like me. I love looking through fashion magazines (So happy when a new issue of InStyle arrives =)). I get excited for the previews of the new designer collections. I love fashion and beauty on Pinterest, Polyvore, Facebook, etc. However, I'm not opposed to leaving the house in jeans and a t-shirt. I don't feel as if I'm going to die if I'm seen in public with a make-up free face. I know how to put together an outfit to die for but sometimes (ok, a lot of the time) I just want to wear good old fashioned, back to basics - jeans, t-shirt, hoodies, sneakers, etc. That's just who I am and more than anything else I think it's important to stay true to yourself. I realize you never get a second chance to make a first impression and I know we're judged on our appearances but I still don't really care. I've completed courses to be a color consultant, a "stylist", an image consultant, etc. but truthfully, I think we should get away from always basing how we think about ourselves and others on appearances. I know that's a silly dream of mine and that it will never happen in the real world... Of course people like to look their best! I totally agree with proper grooming and hygiene but if you feel like leaving the house without priming, primping, and all the added prep, do it. Brush your hair, pull it up or leave it down, brush your teeth, wash your face, put on CLEAN clothes and GO for God's sake!

Fall Sweaters and Scarves

I love Fall!

Well, I know it's been a while since I've actually written anything but hey, I've been busy... you know how it goes. I'm well into my junior year in college, LOVING my classes this semester. My youngest has started preschool so for the first time in 20 years I'm home alone. (Don't know what to do with myself either). I guess I have a little more time to do things like, oh, I dunno, blog maybe? And waste a little time on Polyvore. (Lord I love Polyvore. lol)

Now that we're getting into my favorite time of the year, I just have to say "Thank God it's hoodie weather again!". Seriously, I can't wait for the temps to drop down low enough to wear a comfy hoodie or a soft, snuggly sweater. Not to mention it's beautiful in West Virginia this time of year with all the leaves changing color - the yellow, gold, amber, reds and purples. Nature's color palette is the absolute best because EVERYTHING MATCHES. Always remember, if you see the color combo in nature, it definitely goes together so you're safe mixing those same colors in your wardrobe. I haven't even started searching for new clothes for fall but I did pick up a few new hoodies so I suppose that counts for something, right? In honor of Autumn, I'm going to hunt down some awesome sweaters on Polyvore. It is hunting season, after all... so I'm hunting sweaters. (Why do I feel just a little like Elmer Fudd?)

Help! My Tatas have made me a prisoner in my own home!

So yesterday was a very interesting day. In the evening, I started to feel a little dizzy, short of breath and my heart started racing. My hands were shaking like crazy and I just pretty much felt like dookie. Well, I’ve been really stressed lately so I just figured it was that and since I had some shopping to do I would head out to the store. Halfway through my shopping, I broke out into a cold sweat, heart started pounding like it was going to explode and all the other previous mentioned symptoms returned. I got scared thinking maybe I was having a heart attack and went to the E.R. They hooked me up, said my ekg looked good but they wanted to keep me at least overnight. There was no way… I told them I have too much going on and I couldn’t stay. Sooo they want to send me home with a heart monitor to record for 24 hours.

Okay, no problem, right? WRONG. I didn’t realize I wouldn’t be able to wear my bra with the monitor. Um, I haven’t been in public without a bra since about 1986 (when I got boobies). I don’t like the way it feels, the way it looks and it’s driving me insane! Walking from the E.R. out to the van I crossed my arms in front of my chest and just felt like everyone was staring at the two fat sacks dangling from my chest. =/ I have things I need to get done today but there’s no way I’m leaving this house without a bra. I’m, ahem, well-endowed and without my bra I feel gross. I know we’re supposed to love our bodies but I’m seriously freaking out over this. You’d think I’d be more worried about whatever might be wrong with my heart but nope, can’t get my mind off the tatas! Guess you’d never catch me burning my bras, huh? How do women go without their bra? Especially women with large chests? Can you go without a bra in public?

When you tell me I can’t, it makes me want to even more!

We all know that fat chicks shouldn’t wear all white, horizontal stripes are a no-no, and you shouldn’t wear a turtleneck if you have a double chin. These are all rules given to us by the Fashion Police. But you know what? I don’t really like rules… never have. Some rules are absolutely made to be broken. I can’t wear stripes with plaid? I think I will. Skinny jeans just don’t look right on chubby gals? I’ll wear them if I want to. I know that part of being stylish is knowing what you look good in and trying to flatter your figure but I also think it boils down to what you’re comfortable in. I get tired of looking in the mirror and thinking I look good but second guessing my choices because of some damn rules made by someone I don’t even know. Why should I care what they think? If I think it looks good, it feels good, and I’m comfortable wearing it, I’m going to. End of discussion. Have a nice day!
Life. Merriam-Webster defines it as "the quality that distinguishes a vital and functional being from a dead body." I like this definition. How many of us live our lives with vitality and functionality? So often it seems we float through life, day to day, merely existing. Before we know it, life has passed us by. I've definitely been guilty of just existing. We get so stuck in routine that we often forget the bigger picture. We're so busy just getting by that we deny ourselves the simple pleasures of our existense. Living life means we actually LIVE - with intention - with passion. Does living life to the fullest mean we should live each day like it's our last? Not necessarily. Think about it. If everyone were living each day like it were their last a lot of the things that sustain our existence would come to a halt. Seriously, if you knew it was your last day would you spend that day at your job? Probably not. Instead of living each day like it's our last, maybe we should live each day to the fullest... getting the most out of every 24 time period.

How can we do this?

Well, the answer is different for everyone but I like to think it's all about living with intention, knowing what we're passionate about and making that a priority, loving and respecting those around us, and taking risks. No, I don't mean risks like spending your life savings on lottery tickets or jumping out of a plane but getting out of our comfort zone, trying new things, or doing something we normally wouldn't. Years ago I saw a Seinfeld episode where George was having a really rough time in life and decided that if everything he did failed maybe he should do the opposite of what he would normally do. While this is a little far-fetched, the idea behind it is good. There are times when doing the opposite is exactly what we need to do. You've heard the saying that insanity is doing the same thing over and over but expecting different results? Maybe we should take a risk and try the opposite. It sure beats insanity.