What we do for others has a direct impact on how we feel about ourselves.
Feminism was not a rulebook but a discussion, a conversation, a process. . .
It brings me no joy and not enough comfort to dwell too much on things I've said or written or made or worn in the past.
I'm not obsessively a follower of fashion in the way I used to be. But I still have all those magazines I bought at the time because I bought ones that felt a little timeless, more like books.
The idea that feeling confident and feeling misunderstood are mutually exclusive really bugs me.
The Internet, really. It's amazing what you can find. There are so many different resources on the Internet and I got into blogging because of my friend's sister who had a blog, Fashion Robot, which she stopped a few months ago just because it was too much time. . . I started taking more of an interest in fashion, and going to more websites like Style. com or whatever. Eventually I made a hasty decision and made my own.
I think it'd be great to own a fun concept store with my friends and just sell books and records.
We take food for granted, but it isn't a luxury for many people.
. . . he who only or chiefly chose for Beauty, will in a little Time find the same Reason for another Choice.
Waiting for the horror is almost more frightening than actually seeing it. Just the pending dread.
If you haven't noticed so far, I think sleep is really important.