I’ve been pining for this HKM skirt foreverrrrr.
THE FAIR IS HERE!!! Every fall, the Coastal Carolina Fair comes into town, but the last few seasons I haven’t had the opportunity to go due to work or traveling. I’m always waaaaaaay too nervous to go on any rides (have you seen how quickly those are put together?! NOPE.) but I love partaking in fair food: caramel apples, Elephant Ears, deep fried Oreos (seriously amazing if you’ve never tried them.)
I had the opportunity to collaborate with photographer Nicole Mickle for a really cool night shoot amidst the food stalls and ferris wheels. Read more for full outfit deets and to see all of the incredible photos!
I have quite a lot on my plate this week, so I’m going to keep this post short and sweet 💞
At my worst bouts, I was using food as a tool to cope with my feelings of worthlessness, emptiness, sadness, lethargy, and suicide. I went from a size 2 to a size 8 and gained 40 pounds, and for a long time I felt like my dramatic shift in weight was an inside joke among my peers. Fast forward to years later as I’m experiencing a period of peak anxiety, and the 40 pounds I gained falls off at a rapid pace–only, my body still wasn’t what it was before I put on the weight. Even worse, people were complimenting me on losing weight in such an unhealthy and mentally exhausting way, I felt horrible about myself and my body, and it’s part of what kept me from blogging for close to a year (the other part being a sheer lack of funds–isn’t it great being a millennial?)
Now that I’m taking an antidepressant, seeing a therapist regularly, and striving to make better choices for both my physical and mental health, I’m starting to see my body differently. Instead of seeing a bloated gut (FYI: I have endometriosis and no amount of exercise will make that go away), thick thighs, and an uneven reddened skin tone speckled with acne, I’m instead starting to see a healthy, enlightened young woman who feels confident in her patchy Irish skin and is proud of her juicy, round bottom while making great strides in various aspects of her life, having come a long, LONG way from where she was a year ago.
Every day, women are told they aren’t beautiful enough, they aren’t smart enough, they aren’t thin enough, they aren’t cool enough–and quite frankly, I don’t want to add to that conversation. I want to support my fellow women in whatever ways possible; if me flaunting a booty-hugging bodysuit empowers my readers in some way and makes them feel less self-conscious about the bod they’re rocking, then HELL YEAH! I’m all for it. Like RuPaul says, “If you can’t love yourself, how the hell you gonna love somebody else? (CAN I GET AN AMEN??!!)”
Denim Jumpsuit – Koulture Collective
*PSA: I’m only 5’3″ so my mom had to hem this jumpsuit for me.*
Heeled Boots – Urban Outfitters
Chandelier Earrings – H&M
Cold Bitch Brew iPhone 6S Plus case – Valfré
Gold Beaded Clutch – Vintage (It was a gift from a friend when she was living in Austin ♥)
First things first, I’d like to wish all of you a Happy New Year! Jordan and I were both exhausted from moving into our new apartment on New Year’s Eve, but we managed to make it all the way to the midnight champagne toast at our friends’ house party, so I’m pretty proud of us even if we were in bed by 12:15.
I’m so sorry to have been on hiatus for so long! But good things are in store: I finally bought a DSLR camera + tripod + remote. Which means I’ll no longer be using my shotty iPhone camera for outfit shots, and I won’t have to rely on anyone to take photos for me anymore. (Plus, I’m really awkward when I have pictures taken by other people, kind of like that episode of Friends when Chandler has trouble naturally smiling in photos).
My awkward factor didn’t completely dissapate in these photos, as Jordan and I were on the way to dinner, and I asked Jordan to take a few shots of my outfits. I’d say he did a damn good job for a first timer; he was so into taking pictures that he kept taking them the rest of dinner. He took some pretty unsightly photos of me eating that’ll make their place in a scrapbook one day.