This is a place to come when you want to feel like you are not alone. This is the place where you come when your DIY face mask that was supposed to peel right off your face easily but instead you have to sit in the bathroom for an hour to pick it off in pieces. The place you go when you have an awkward run in with the cashier at the grocery store and you feel like the dumbest person in the world. The place you go when you can’t do that leg lift or plank or sit up without feeling like a fat lard (or maybe thats just me). This is the place where you go when you feel so spiritually bankrupt you feel like the worst believer in the world and that God can’t possibly hear you. I am here to let you know that you are not alone. There are days where I feel like the saddest excuse for a young woman there is. There are days where I have messed up in my walk entirely. There are days where all I want to do is make my arm-knitted scarf not look like fuzzy limp noodles and for my eyeliner to match on both sides and for my hair to not friz two seconds after I get done straightening it. At some point you have to embrace that perfection doesn’t exist. You have to accept the fact that sometimes you are not going to look like the “goal” pictures of girls on Twitter or Tumblr. This is the place where you not just embrace the fly aways, and the stretch marks, and everything imperfect but you learn to love them. Because you are more than the size of your pores and what you have on your body. So my goal is to show you how much of a hot mess my life is in hopes that you feel more empowered to love and be yourself.
If you have any suggestions of what you would like to see me attempt (craft, recipe, etc) please leave a comment or send me a message. I would be happy to see how it goes