So it's the new year and people are being gripped by a sudden sense of purpose that will ebb away in the next few weeks until the grocery lists go from "kinoa, kale, and Greek yogurt" back to "hot dog buns, Stouffer's, and string cheese". The temporary obsession with self-betterment will inevitably fade after it becomes overshadowed by this thing called real life.
Somebody mentioned to me at a New Year's party how selfish it was to analyze yourself and what you were feeling, which got me thinking a lot about the way I've been living. Yes, I agree, it is self-centered, even conceited to an extent, but isn't it also necessary? As David Foster Wallace put so eloquently in his commencement speech to Kenyon college: "There is no experience you have had that you are not the absolute center of". I'm not saying that we should only think of ourselves, I'm saying that we should look into ourselves as a means of understanding others, and therefore learning how to cope with whatever life throws at you.
And that was my pretentious philosophical rant of the day. Enjoy these pictures of my BFF Ruby modeling my clothes.
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| Thrifted jacket and dress |
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| Garage sale necklaces |
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| H&M shoes |
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