When I take photos like this, I usually have a hard time posting them. (Yeah, basically all the time.) I can't help but think "goodness, I hate my thighs" or "what are the arm equivalent of cankels? Because I definitely have them." Lately though, I've been using cognitive behavioral therapy to turn those ugly thoughts into positive ones. Instead of taking my body too seriously, I've just been seeing it as a blank slate on which to create a work of art. I've been mixing patterns, textures, and colors in a way I never would have before and today's look is another example of just that. I love the juxtaposition of the soft lace top with the ripped jeans.
Yes, I've been feeling very tender lately but I don't think it's a bad thing at all. I'm starting to channel my surplus of emotions into creativity once more. I've been less reserved about indulging in little things that bring me peace, like adding an extra little dollop of coconut oil in my coffee or listening to the same song on repeat for hours and hours. (Lately it's been this song, in case you were wondering.) I have a good feeling. I can't put my finger on exactly what it is but the winds feel like they're changing.
Oh, and before you ask, yes my glasses are real and no you may not try them on. (They're real and they're spectacular.)
top/ H&M (similar), jeans/ Brandy Melville, shoes/ F21 (I really love these as well), necklace/ Urban Outfitters (similar), hat/ Free People, glasses/ Ray-Ban via Coastal