Trying to decide which clothes I should donate and which I should keep has got me thinking…I don’t think I know what my style is. There are no articles in my wardrobe that I love, or truly enjoy wearing. I’m not very good at spending money on myself when it comes to material indulgences, so recently I’ve been perusing Etsy to both give myself a gift, and support other artists/entrepreneurs. The time I felt most comfortable and excited by clothes was my time in India. I’ve been spending a lot of time looking for vintage and quality kurtis and churidars to wear and modify. I came across this one here and instantly fell in love with the color and style. I had hesitations about being “that girl” (the one who spent 6 weeks in India and never stopped talking about it/living like she’s still there) but I can’t help that the culture is so beautiful, or that it took root in me. As I posted earlier, I’m giving myself permission to do and be whatever I want, so fuck it. I want to be a kurti-wearing-vegetarian-yogi and I’m going to enjoy every damn minute of it. But I wont limit myself to that, either.  I still can’t decide whether I will keep it full length or hem it into a tee.
Thoughts? 

 Trying to decide which clothes I should donate and which I should keep has got me thinking…I don’t think I know what my style is. There are no articles in my wardrobe that I love, or truly enjoy wearing. I’m not very good at spending money on myself when it comes to material indulgences, so recently I’ve been perusing Etsy to both give myself a gift, and support other artists/entrepreneurs. 
The time I felt most comfortable and excited by clothes was my time in India. I’ve been spending a lot of time looking for vintage and quality kurtis and churidars to wear and modify. I came across this one here and instantly fell in love with the color and style. I had hesitations about being “that girl” (the one who spent 6 weeks in India and never stopped talking about it/living like she’s still there) but I can’t help that the culture is so beautiful, or that it took root in me. As I posted earlier, I’m giving myself permission to do and be whatever I want, so fuck it. I want to be a kurti-wearing-vegetarian-yogi and I’m going to enjoy every damn minute of it. But I wont limit myself to that, either. 

I still can’t decide whether I will keep it full length or hem it into a tee.

Thoughts? 

I’m giving myself permission to be unapologetically candid. This is my space, I’ll fill it with who I truly am. No more screening the sad posts because they’re revealing, or the happy posts because I am afraid to be seen as naive or childish.

I am not a two dimensional character, I am me.

Since moving to Detroit I’ve been diddling on the Ukulele. I’ve never been comfortable being heard, so as a form of meditation I’ve been singing a lot more to open my throat chakra. I wrote this melody in response to Pennies From Heaven, and Martin accompanied me on guitar with some harmonies. This was only our second time running through the song, but a more final version will come soon, I’m sure.

Here’s to finding my voice.