Remember my great love the pink fur vest that got away? (if not, take a quick read here if you want)
Well, meet his brother. Ok, that’s just a little weird. But ever since that vest, it seems everywhere I go there is a fur vest staring me in the face. If it’s not a fur vest, it’s those dang polka dots we talked about.
So, I caved. I had enough on my gift card to cover all but $10 of this vest and to be honest, since it’s just been a bad couple of weeks, I chose to spend the money on this vest instead of drowning my sorrows and money into food.
I was hesitant to wear it but I can’t describe to you how I feel when I put it on. I feel sassy. I feel a little powerful, in a barbaric, cave woman kinda way. It doesn’t matter if you love me in it or hate me in it. I have actually brought a few pieces into my closet that I wouldn’t typically be brave enough to sport out in public. I’m even opening myself up for more criticism by putting my hair in a ponytail. What? A fat girl, adding a furry vest to her body AND putting her hair up? Then, she has the balls to tell the whole internet that she doesn’t care what they think? I won’t even argue that it’s not my most flattering piece of clothing.
What I will argue, is my peace of mind. And you should argue yours too! I love this look. I really do. And I love the peace of mind I have when I declare (and genuinely mean it) that you can’t change my mind or convince me that I shouldn’t wear it.
I don’t even have all the words to describe the most interesting work being done in me yet! I am the most at peace I have EVER been. I am excited because I know without a doubt something so big is coming. I just have to stay the course and do the work. Part of that work is minimalizing anything that holds that work up or isn’t moving me forward. And the number one offender of all of that mess is self-doubt and self-hate, which is usually based on someone else’s opinion of me. Nothing will interrupt my peace of mind faster than negative thoughts towards myself. When your own body is physically attacking itself with illness, it’s easy to let the mind attack as well.
I love what Valerie Burton posted recently. I plan to practice these daily since life seems to be trying like mad to knock me down (in the areas of physical health, love and such). So repeat these after me, throw your hair in a ponytail (it’s actually my fav pic in this post) and sport a big furry vest, all while telling haters to take a hike! 🙂
2 thoughts on “The One That Got Away’s Brother”
That close up of the hair pulled up is super hot sis!
Aww. Thank you!!