Happy Monday you hooligans!
on this rainy autumnal day i found myself having a think out the window about blogging. conceptually, what is blogging. what even is it??
non-conceptually speaking, blogging for me is staged photos that I take in a hurry with a good friend after work or a reallllly kind life partner (#bae) on the weekends with flats in my purse that I change into right after. it is having a phone of 1000 nearly identical photos of myself moving ever so slightly over and over and over again that would give serial killers a run for their money. it is posting photos of a trip that happened three months ago and pretending i'm there now (#internetsafety). truthfully, it can be that i am not fully present at times because i am busy searching for a good photo op...which begs the now conceptual question about this non-conceptual reality: that by documenting all this 'life' that i am supposedly living, am i actually precluding myself from living my life??? WAHHH!!
continuing to speak conceptually about conceptual topics, i love instagram and blogging because i get to see incredibly different and thoughtful perspectives on style. and i personally enjoy looking back at my curated visual diary that I am in complete control of. but sometimes im just like how many more pictures of girls holding a celine bag does the internet need? (hopefully at least one more cuz i wanna post one later...) anyway so i have a really polarizing relationship with blogging. love and hate. everytime i go to post on instagram i get hit with a wave of excitement (what am I going to share!!) then stress (WAIT what am I going to share??) then a full stop wave of 'WHY THO.' im trying to reign it all in bc i can quickly go down the road of 'why do anything ever' so to backtrack out of there i think the only answer i can really come up with is to tell a story. my story?? (BUM BUM BUM! <---phonetic spelling of drums?)
so while i look stupid stupid stupid taking the blogging photos*, i think its ok to just be a little kinder to myself and everyone around me and tell stories and learn more about myself and others and just go with the flow and embrace it all?? IS THIS THE MEANING OF LIFE? idk.
also, i miss summer.
oh yea, and here are some photos of me blogging.
*i recently had my mom come to visit me in london for the first time since I moved and i showed her what blogging means and she was like whoa this is wierd. and i was like i know mom, i know.
photos by cool girl @byvanessleigh