Emancipate yourself from *insert*

On being kinder, more gentle and patient with oneself.

This post comes as an introduction after a long and much needed sabbatical, for lack of a better word.  My previous post ironically ended with: “If I carry on this upward trajectory, I’ll definitely be back soon with the summary.” So in rightfully giving you the summary I promised, I regrettably have to say that upwards is not the direction that things went but the good news is that I used my time in hibernation to gracefully unravel. I’m currently putting myself back together again, one piece at a time and like the old proverb says, “a stitch in time saves nine.”

It’s really important to protect your energy and your mind and that is simply what I’m doing and I’m back with a deeper appreciation and love for myself. Oh and coming back to this [writing] feels very weird yet comforting at the same time because I have so much I would like to say but no idea how to put it all down coherently.

To break the ice, I’ll share a little anecdote that inspired this blog post.

So there I am about to shoot this outfit (see pictures) that I quickly put together as a simple way to ease myself back into the swing of things. I was quickly met with a dubious remark from my photographer- better known as my sister, about how I’ve worn this top before, implying that I’ve posted pictures with it on the interwebs and it’s obviously social suicide to repeat clothing. Later that day I came across an Instagram post where a girl had to vehemently defend herself, unprovoked, on the reason she was wearing her shoes again. This got me thinking about why we feel the need to explain to strangers why we’re wearing something more than once because God forbid you mistake the love for my clothes for poverty, or whatever judgy thoughts cross a strangers mind.

It’s quite exhausting how we sometimes feel we need to hold ourselves accountable to people who don’t have a vested interest in our lives. We have become prisoners of people’s unsolicited opinions.

As such, I have chosen to shamelessly wear my beautiful top again and probably more times in the near future. Wearing things once or even three times is just not a sustainable practice.

Anyway, I’m not one for resolutions but I call on anyone that reads this to be kinder, more gentle and patient with themselves in 2019.

“It’s a marathon not a sprint,” (even if you’ve got to win the race).**

It’s good to back!


**What would 1ne2wenty3hree be without a Drake quotable?

Outfit deets

Embedded Bike shorts // Matte Nolim Black top // Missguided Lace-up heels

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