Summer time 2 by nowydudzi on deviantART
Summertime has finally arrived (sort of). The temperature is rising (and dipping, but mostly rising), the air is humid, the sun is out … and, being a student who does not own a car, walking places has now become seriously uncomfortable. And by uncomfortable, I mean I arrive at school covered in sweat, which is not fun when you have 9:00 am meetings with professors.
Cue the short shorts and t-shirts.
So apparently the Canadian, Quebec-based clothing retailer Jacob will be closing within the next few weeks.
I am SO sad. I seriously loved this store. Sure, they were a bit expensive, but everything was made so well – I have pieces from Jacob that I bought years ago that still look like new! Continue reading
Stop Hating Your Body by shattered-black-rose
So, today I finally had a day “off” (not really – I just decided that some homework didn’t need to be finished today so I took a day off from school), and I decided to trek it out to the mall. Wedding season is coming up, and I need some fancy dresses and shoes!
Unfortunately, I seemed to have gained a lil’ bit of pudge over Easter, so I looked ugly in everything. Except I probably didn’t, I just felt ugly in everything. I guess it didn’t help that my hair was a frizzy mess and I had huge dark circles.
Why is it so damn hard to love yourself, no matter now you look?
note: this post is for any Christians who happen to be reading my blog.
Sometimes, I think that modesty has become synonymous with stupidity in modern Christian circles. Case in point, the above infographic with instructions on how to do the “Morning Modesty Workout – Vital Exercise for a fit Christian Testimony”.
Seriously girls (and guys), anyone who tells you that wearing skirts past your knees means you are a good Christian is a fool, so don’t listen to them. Want to know what a fit Christian testimony is?
Fashionable by pacsaman on deviantART
I’ve had a complicated relationship with clothing for as long as I can remember.
When I was really young, I loved dresses and sparkles and princesses, just like many “normal” girls. Then I met my best friend, who was only interested in pants and trucks and climbing trees, and suddenly I hated anything that might make me look beautiful. When I hit puberty, I had outgrown this dichotomy between feminine and masculine, but I unfortunately gained a lot of weight. So, at that point in my life, despite being interested in looking fashionable, I felt that fancy clothes would accentuate my ugly body and so I purposely dressed frumpy in order to avoid attention.