Style and beauty from the inside out. Dreams put to work.
I’ve not been sleeping these last few weeks. I wake at 2 or 3 in the morning, and my mind refuses to let me fall back alseep right away. Instead, I start thinking everything and nothing, and especially about a particular person. It’s a crazy thing relationships. I’ve not been in this space in quite a while, if ever. Before, I did most of the courting, pursuing, persuading. Trying to convince someone that you are worth loving is hard work. Almost impossible when that person doesn’t love themselves. That is the past though.
I was nowhere. I’m now. here. Here is love, and risk, and imperfection, and complications, and madness, and fun, and so much temptation. Not just the obvious temptation to get horizontal or vertical, though there is definitely that. There are more nuanced temptations to go too fast, and to start dreaming of wedding (dresses in my case), OR to go the opposite and picture all the reasons things won’t work out. Or to be indiscreet and let the wrong people in on it.
I digress. Early this morning, I get a text telling me “guard my heart and be still.” So I think, “oh no, i’m already getting warnings against this.” and I start questioning whether God is in this. Then I think about what that oft quoted but little understood verse means. I finally have decided that only the One who created my heart can truly satisfy it. And that I’ll keep entrusting my heart to Him, even when I fall/fail. But I will add that I do not believe that guarding your heart means being afraid to love. How could a God who is love warn us against loving? I think the following CS Lewis quote is brilliant and way more adequate at articulating what I want to say:
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
Just discovered this Swedish brand. Why Swedes are so brilliant at creating chic, inexpensive offerings I’m not sure. But I don’t need to. I am grateful. Noe that I work in an environment that requires me to look professional, I’ve got so many options.
You know, I like my style. I think I’ve got a good idea of what works on me and I can put a decent look together. Still, I ran into the issue of admiring (and okay envying) someone else’s style. I looked high and low for similar pieces before I realized it didn’t suit (no pun intended) me. If I wear a suit, it will be leather pants, with a a ratty high low tshirt. I’ve also got the rather fun challenge of working for someone who knows style and wears Westwood and vintage Balfour, so it’s so cool to discover lines like
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The name: this season is all about sharing the stories in my head and heart. The characters in my head will be revealed. In the meantime, here are a few pieces that will be joining my wardrobe… Those fringe pumps or green color block pencil skirt make classic staples pop!