I wasn't going to post this. I wanted to reshoot and pose and rehearse and adjust myself & my body perfectly until I was happy with it. But right now I feel like I need to post it. This is me and this is what I look like sometimes.
vintage dress from etsy, dirk bikkemberg shoes
vintage dress from etsy, leotard from urban outfitters, joomi lim necklace, opening ceremony boots
I still kind of hate summer because it's like, so, so boring fashion-wise for me. I resent spending money on bland functional garments that serve no purpose but to keep me from dying of heat-stroke. I can't explain how bored I get just like throwing on dresses everyday. I'm a goth! How on earth am I supposed to operate in this kind of sweltering sunshine? I crave furs and feathers and lurex and leather and plastic and mohair.
So I guess the point of this post is just to say that this summer is going to be about acceptance. Acceptance of my physical self, but also acceptance of this season which I feel like won't let me dress how I want to. The relief and growing-self love I feel writing this now, and posting this picture astounds me. It's a never-ending uphill climb trying to love yourself but it's something worth working on. Go put something on that a lame magazine or asshole once told you not to wear and go enjoy the sunshine on your gorgeous bod.