Sometimes you just have to accept who you are. It’s not about wanting to look like the perfect girl on Instagram. You always see these type of accounts where the girl/women is slim, long gorgeous hair, the perfect clothes in the most stunning locations. Na huns, it’s not always like that. That doesn’t mean that she has the perfect life. You want to be her? What’s wrong with your life and what you’re gifted with?
I’ve finally come to terms with my weight. After all them years I worried, and use to go on and on at myself how I’m fat and gross – I’ve now realised what’s the point in rambling on about that when it’s nothing compared to other peoples worries in life. I mean, how many of us use to go on how fat we were but really now we look back and think ‘wtf was I thinking?’. We’re all guilty.
I am no size 8, and I don’t live in a world of elegance. I’m from a gorgeous area down the South Coast, I’m a size 12 or even a 14 sometimes, my everyday life is pretty boring sometimes, I work in a office with lorry men coming in and out, and my life routine is pretty much the same everyday. I don’t go on any fancy holidays, even this year – I’m not going on one! However, that doesn’t make my life any less boring than then that Insta-Girl.
There are so many things that I think and say to myself when standing in the mirror. There’s so many things I can pick out and then trash talk myself. ‘Your so fat’ – ‘You need to loose weight girl’.
I mean, I can hands down say I’ve said over a million times when going out – ‘I have nothing to wear’. There’s nothing worse than going to an event or a even a casual night out with friends, and not having anything to wear. Especially when you are gifted with such gorgeous, slim friends – you know you’ve got no luck!
However, for all them times I’ve sat there and said that. I’ve now come to terms to start dressing for me. A few years ago, when I was around a size 10 I was dressing myself in over sized clothes to cover up. C O V E R U P WHAT?! I don’t know either. Even though I felt good covering myself up, it never made me feel really good about myself when looking in the mirror.
Fuck all the dressing up to cover up and to be unhappy in what I’m wearing. I’ve finally decided to start wearing what I want whether it does my hips any good, or my whole figure. If it makes me feel good then that’s all I care about. My hips are a part of me and if that means showing them off more than I should, then so be it. If I feel comfortable and feel good in myself then that’s all I’m caring about.
I’m going to start dressing for me. I’m going to start wearing what I bloody want. I don’t care what other people will think of me. If I like it then I’ll wear it. I’m not going to look like the girl on Instagram when she wears the same sort of outfit, but that’s ok. I’m me, and that’s where it’ll always stay and I’m happy with that.
Welcome the new Fashion-Insta Taylor Jane. Welcome to the blogging world.