I originally had a sponsored post planned for today. And it’s a good one – I’m pretty sure you’ll love it when it does go up.. a round-up of my all-time favorite drugstore beauty products. But early early this morning, I emailed the brand to ask if we could move it. It didn’t feel even remotely appropriate to post a sponsored post today. To be totally honest I didn’t feel like it was appropriate to post anything at all. I wanted to take a little pause… but I had to at least… say something?
But what to even say? I’m sick. I’m sad. I’m gutted. I’m completely, utterly heartbroken.
Like many of you, I have spent the past six months glued to the news. Glued. I’d become completely and utterly obsessed with the election, the debates, and absolutely amazed that Donald Trump could even run for president, let alone to manage to become the Republican candidate. I kept waiting for someone to announce that the whole thing was actually a publicity stunt for a new hotel or reality show that he was launching. Alas, it was not.
My girlfriends and I got together last night to watch the election coverage. What started as optimism quickly turned to nervousness and then ultimately transformed into grief and despair. And eating our feelings. I had two pieces of yellow box cake.
I don’t know, guys. It’s (literally) my job to produce beautiful, cheerful content every day that will hopefully keep you coming back to read my daily musings and ramblings. Cheerfulness comes naturally to me. I’m an eternal optimist. I’m not curing cancer, I know that… but I truly, genuinely love my job so much – and I love telling you about my favorite things. I rarely get political or talk about serious issues – that isn’t my job…we can let someone more knowledgeable do that. My job is to share these cheerful bits… fashion, beauty, wellness… travel. But today I don’t feel cheerful at all and I can’t possibly talk about beauty products or pretty shoes. I don’t really want to talk about anything at all. I’m just kind of in shock.
I’m in an interesting predicament right now. I slept for one hour and got up at 4am, to board a 6am flight to Mexico (oh, the irony) for a sponsored press trip. I’m planning to hopefully sleep on the plane, but upon my arrival, we have a jam packed itinerary – exploring Los Cabos, attending their film festival, and so on and so forth. My suitcase is packed to the brim with bright floral dresses, tassel earrings… handbags shaped like citrus fruits and perfume bottles (yes I actually do own both of those things). I’ve been planning out my outfits for weeks and I’ll be expected to get back into happy mode + instagram sunsets and tropical drinks and selfies and pretty outfit photos.
Oof. Right now, all I want to do right now is stay home, hold my cat, pull a blanket over my head and sob. Do I sound melodramatic? I hope not. But I just don’t know about posting any social media today. I need a little time out. Life will go on. We will move on as individuals and we will move forward as a nation together. I don’t really know what is going to happen… but with any bad situation, I know how to deal with it. You don’t sulk, you put one front in front of the other, you make the best of what you have, and you move forward. I’ll leave it to someone wiser + smarter to tell you what we’ll do, how we’ll move on… but again, that isn’t my job.
The only takeaway I have for you is to just use this to try your hardest to be a nicer, kinder person. Smile at strangers… tip generously… hold open doors. And hug your gay friends, your Muslim friends, your female friends… any minority friends… hell, just hug everyone. Hopefully, this will make us stronger as human beings and we will figure it out together… with kindness, grace, and patience. I still just don’t know how this happened.
I rarely get political over here. And I don’t want to isolate anyone by sharing my feelings. We all have our own opinions and that’s what makes the world go around. I just couldn’t be quiet today.
photos via Unsplash.