Style has been a big part of my life recently, particularly after I started my retail job. Not only has my job impacted my sense of personal style, but my personal style has impacted me as a person. As someone who has majorly struggled (and currently struggles) with body image and self confidence, fashion has become a coping mechanism and useful tool as I pursue self love and confidence. My recent outlook has been to dress in outfits I adore, experiment with style, and have fun with expressing myself through clothing. I wanted to write up a little post about my own journey with style, in hopes that it will inspire you to have fun with yours!
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Early stages of pandemic lockdown propelled us to invest our time in many new things, whether it be baking, running, or TV bingeing. The beginning of quarantine reacquainted me with reading for pleasure, something I unfortunately hadn't had time for in years. I have upped my reading time, trying to devote energy to learning from books and enjoying technology-absent mental breaks. Below are some of my favorite reads from the summer, as well as the last few months of freshman year. If you're looking for some recommendations, check these out!
Second semester at Boulder, what a time. It's bittersweet to say goodbye, and sifting through my film from the year makes it all the more sappy. Here's a glimpse into the nostalgia I'm currently feeling as I look back on my freshman year of college, all captured on Kodaks.
For my Studio Art class at Boulder, one of our assignments this week was to write a letter of appreciation to a material we've worked with. Naturally my gratitude for clay bubbled to the surface. I adore ceramics, but due to Covid regulations and studio availability, it's been harder to get behind the potter's wheel recently. After writing this letter, I've done everything in my power to search for open studios and find space to keep continuing my involvement with ceramic work. Not that I wasn't working towards that before, but suddenly, there was an extra desire fueling my search. I don't just want to make pottery again, I simply have to.
I'm sharing this sappy letter in hopes that it will inspire you. If you're feeling discouraged in your job, relationships, or passion projects, consider writing a letter of appreciation (however silly it may seem). It's a wonderful way to recenter yourself on why these things matter to you, and that love you feel for them. So here you have it folks, my love letter to pottery. I tend to be a little quirky about how I approach things in my life.
I plan my weeks out in advance, watching with delight as the pages in my journal gather with plans. I keep a certain palate of tastes throughout the day, making sure my breakfast in the morning matches up with the flavors featured in my meal at dinner, all the way to the tea I drink at night. I intentionally cue up albums that have similar color tones because I adore when my music history is a similar scheme. I bubble over with happiness when I take my first sip of coffee in the morning. Am I insane? Some may think so after reading that. But what may seem ludicrous from a bird's eye view does something life altering in my day to day living. All these little decisions about aesthetics and time have shaped the way I see something others may see as ordinary. I have chosen to intentionally create moments rather than letting life pass me by, and it's changed everything. |