For those of you who aren't in the know, I'm a girl.
A true girl. I spend hours on Pinterest and blogs and all available outlets for stalking people that I don't know in order to gain inspiration and peeks of other people's lifestyles.
But, lately I've been feeling a little too OVER-inspired. This is nobody's fault but my own! I indulge far too much in the hobby of internet browsing. But some days, my towels are hung up all over the room drying and there's not enough space for all of my clothes and all of my shoes. My record player doubles as a table for all sorts of things, making my record player pretty much unusable. My fan is covered in dust. Most of my art isn't in a frame. I have a (non-working) TV on top of stacked books.
And even when I disregard those things and embrace my space as "cozy and quirky", I then fall into the other categories. My hair is flat and growing out bangs/natural hair color is frustrating. Or I feel gross and have no comfortable or stylish clothes to wear, never mind my lack of tall boots! I don't feel comfortable rocking the lip color everyone else seems to get away with it and my cute, patterned tights are ruined within seconds of wearing them. How do these people appear so effortless?
And even when I disregard THOSE things and embrace my appearance as "there and whatever", I then begin to worry about all those other things like money, my relationships, hobbies, lifestyle, work, etc.
It can all be incredibly overwhelming. I appreciate people sharing this stuff with the internet, because I really do enjoy being a nosy neighbor to hundreds of different people! But some days, it's on me to just take a step back. I have to realize that most people post pictures of their beautiful, quirky homes or their awesome beach waves and style when they're in a decent state (that probably is not the normal state.) There's no reason to get upset about something that isn't realistic.
I mean, come on, I'm doing the best I can. I don't have the money to spend on things like FRAMES for pictures of Michael Jackson that I rip out of magazines. One day, I'll be able to design the space that I want and afford whatever I want and do all the things that I want to do. But I'm living in reality for the time being. Not the internet reality! And not Sabrina the Teenage Witch's reality because that girl, man, she could get anything she wanted just by pointing her finger! Damn.
I have been watching WAY too much "Sabrina the Teenage Witch." I don't hate it.