In high school- I never truly fit in with any particular group. I was drawn to those in the math club. I was drawn to artists. I was drawn to extroverts. I was drawn to introverts. I knew who I wasn't drawn too. I was drawn to people who were willing to have philosophical conversations. I wasn't drawn to popular crowds. I liked talking to people who sat quietly at lunch tables. I loved the quirky. Well, because I related. I like to have one-on-one conversations with people vs. group settings. I like depth oriented talks. I like to retreat by myself. I like eccentric people.
Fitting in was never something I wanted. I went through the "I'm trying" phase..but there was always something missing. I realized that I also don't quite fit in with sub categories or sub-groups. I am not a "hipster"- but I love simplicity, art, minimal design with a touch of illustration, quirky fonts, and drinking tea from handmade mugs. I am not just "cutesy" which I get a lot from my delicate, thin-framed appearance. I love minimal and delicate, but also edge. I'm willing to take risks. I also feel like through my image, I get a lot of "Oh...you must be innocent." Innocence can be great for certain things, but I certainly don't fit into just that. Oh yes, thank you for trying to categorize me.
I guess I'm in this chapter of my life where I'm playing with all parts of my self-expression- my edge, my delicateness, my depth, my playfulness, and my love for all things art related. Not to mention, my family- and son.
Motherhood has also been another one of those..."You're a mom now, you can't do that." Well, yes I can. I can follow my passion and be the best mom I can be. Don't tell me I can't- because it'll only push me to prove you wrong.
Let's drink to that ;)
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