You might have seen this fun little thing going around the blogosphere, called five things… where you share five things about yourself that everyone might not already know about you. Last week, Victoria tagged me in her post. I don’t usually do these things, but I also have a hard time saying no to Victoria. She’s one of my favorite people.
One. I hate washing my hair, and do it as little as possible. So many of you ask me what I do to my hair and here’s the truth. I go to The Dry Bar on Mondays and usually can make it last through the following Monday. I feel a little bit wasteful paying for a blow-out every week, but it makes my life so much easier if I do it. If I don’t have time or feel like shelling out $35 for good hair, I wash it, put in a lot of product, and proceed to sleep on it in a braid to turn the craziness into loose waves. I find it beyond flattering that so many of you say such nice things about my hair, but the truth is that it is a huge pain and really only looks good if I get a blow out or flatten it out with a ton of product. I’ll never in a million years think of myself as someone with “good hair.”
Two. I am hugely awkward. I think this comes from being extremely nerdy/unpopular in middle + high school. This goes for both new social settings, and in photos. I almost always say the wrong thing. I get nervous, and end up either coming off as ditzy (because I talked too much) or snobby (because I held back or tried to play it cool.) It’s funny what blogging can lead to. I started blogging because it gave me this private corner of the Internet to be myself, but as the blog has grown, it’s gotten rather public. The events, the panels, the photoshoots and networking… they’ve all taken a lot of getting used to. I try to take it all in stride and to just be thankful that I’m getting these amazing opportunities; but the truth is that a lot of this stuff leaves me feeling really frazzled.
Three. Similar to Victoria, my greatest regret in life thus far is not studying abroad. I transferred colleges (from Stonehill to Bentley, if you are curious) and made an amazing group of friends during my sophomore year of college. I didn’t feel ready to leave them (and living in a strange country felt, at the time, so scary)! Now, I regret it immensely. I’ll probably never have the opportunity to live abroad for that long of a time period, which makes me very sad. I tell every young person I know to just. do. it.
Four. I love good food. Like, really love it. I grew up in a restaurant, and learned from a young age to appreciate a quality meal. If I could take a bath in truffle oil, I probably would. I love butter. Creamy, artisanal butter. I love a good steak. Foie Gras? Yes please. I also do really love vegetables… but rich, decadent foods are my weakness. I will probably never (despite my most disciplined weeks, and even on the off-chance that I manage to get back into a routine at the gym) be super skinny and I’m okay with that. I’d rather have a really delicious piece of cheese or a few bites of dessert than be stick thin. That said, I’ve learned a lot about moderation this year (something happens when you turn thirty – you just can’t eat the way you did in your twenties) and have learned what indulgences are worth it, and when to say no / have a salad instead.
Five. The biggest (and probably most refreshing) thing I’ve learned in my thirties is to EASE THE EFF UP. In my twenties, I was really hard on myself. As I’ve gotten older I’ve realized that perfectionism can actually hold you back. Things wouldn’t get done because I’d want them to be absolutely perfect. I’ve realized that sometimes it’s better to just get a project done than have it be totally perfect. There are certain things that are a priority (this blog, my job, my boyfriend, my family + close friends) and everything else comes second. You can’t be everything to everyone, and things will sometimes slip through the cracks. But that’s really just fine. We are human beings; works in progresses.
Bottom photo by Lydia Hudgens