I feel like a fraud a lot. One reason is because I used to look like this:
And now I look like this:
Can someone just follow me around and take candid albeit flattering photos of me to use for illustrative blog purposes?
So I guess I’m just wondering, is this how it looks when someone puts the proverbial lipstick on a pig? Am I fooling anyone? Or is everyone’s time to shine their late 20’s? Just nod if you can hear me? Is there anyone at all? I felt like a Pink Floyd song so I went there.
It feels like I either embrace the mess and wear pajamas (black yoga pants) or I man up and get dressed to the nines everyday. So I decided to get dressed and accessorized every day. Does this make me an appearance perfectionist? But what if I do look like a mess, but it’s clear I tried hard. That’s a little embarrassing right? What’s the opposite of “nailed it!”?
I guess the point of my post is this. Can you ever overcome being such a giant dork in middle school? (and high school) I think not. I think the little dork in you stays there and pops out to say hello when you’re talking to genuinely cool people. It’s like “Hey, I’m Kaley, I’m wearing shooties and an infinity scarf woven from sustainable bamboo” and the cool person is like “I was just telling everyone this really interesting and witty story and I’m doing it effortlessly” and then I say “Blah blah blah, something about Harry Potter, I’m so sweaty.” And then I say “Dammit Middle School Kaley! How dare you come out here! I was almost killing it!”
I swear I’m not crazy. Alright, Imma little crazy.