I had another two blog posts to schedule instead of this one but I scrapped them both because this is a truer depiction of right now. Everything about these pictures is imperfect – the light was bad so they’re a little out of focus, I was and still am full of cold and felt absolutely horrendous hence the dark bags under my eyes, my jeans are now too big where I’ve (unintentionally) lost weight, my nails are chipped and my hair is completely windswept and messy. But, instead of not using them and re-shooting something better, they’re perfect and completely sum up how everything is right now.
Like everyone, I have days when nothing is going to plan – that email I’ve been waiting for doesn’t come, the opportunity I went after got rejected and that & Other Stories knit I’ve been saving for is out of stock. Even this blog post isn’t perfect – I’ve shunned all the red alerts from SEO optimisation that are flashing at me right now to just write it how I want. Because sometimes we need imperfection.
We’re so bombarded with perfection everyday on social media – whether it’s scrolling past a flawless beach when we’re gearing ourselves up to get out of a warm bed or an amazing street style as we pull on the same old jumper from 2013, sometimes we just feel pretty crappy about our life. And that’s OK, because we ALL have those days – even that blogger-come-supermodel who accidentally on purpose posed with that coffee on the corner of that bustling city neighbourhood. So in the interest of showing it how it is…here it is. I’ve always told myself that I’ll never post anything I’m not 100% happy with but as in life, things don’t always work out that way. We may set the best intentions, like I convinced myself I was well enough to shoot in -1 degrees but the fact is, the light was bad because we had the builder round until 3pm and shit happens. Shit. Happens. Sure, I was annoyed – furious that I’d got sick, mad that the sun had disappeared and frustrated my favourite jeans hang on me, but if there’s one thing I’m learning lately it’s that we can’t control it all and the pressure needs to come off.
“Like everyone, I have days when nothing is going to plan – that email I’ve been waiting for doesn’t come, the opportunity I went after got rejected and that & Other Stories knit I’ve been saving for is out of stock.”
This is something I don’t do well. Feeling the pressure and strain that I inevitably put on myself is an ongoing battle. With so many exciting things coming up this year, on paper it looks incredible but in reality it’s a bit of a blurry sunset photo. Pulling my house apart to create a dream kitchen, a second bathroom and an all-out Insta-worthy living space may be something I’ve waited a year for but it’s not without its issues. We’re going to have to move out, it’s bloody expensive and it’s probably going to be very stressful. Equally so with the wedding – in my head it’s going to be beautiful and everything we imagined it would be. But logistically it’s a friggin’ nightmare and I have a to-do list as log as my arm that I’m putting off because, again, it’s going to be expensive.
So when you scroll through your feed in the morning or at the end of a supremely ordinary day just remember that although those people have a blue sky approach to their seemingly perfect existence, remember that they’re never going to post the truth. Not all of it. Not the days where their skin is breaking out, their boyfriend’s being an ass or the fact that the airline lost most of their luggage on the way to that perfect, exotic hideaway. They may not be completely like us – I doubt they have to deal with someones morning breath on us during the daily commute or break a sweat when the water bill comes through but they have their own imperfect perfection somewhere. They just don’t post it on their grid.
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