Evidence, to back up my claim. This is what 90% of my photos look like: fidgeting, eyes closed, probably about to fall over:)
Mustard blouse: TJ Maxx, $5
Vintage ruffle blouse (I had to make it sleeveless, due to damage): Fellsmere Inn Estate; I paid $50 for the entire estate of vintage clothing (my mom swears it was $100...but her memory is worse than mine)
Seersucker, bow front skirt: self-made, Postlapsaria.com (retail would be $65, but I give myself a hefty discount...wink wink)
Mustard tights: H&M ($12 for two pairs)
Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell (gift from Bobby)
I always get a kick out of some of the comments I get on here, because many are so kind and generous with compliments. I won't lie, it is a definite self esteem booster. Is it lame to get a self esteem boost from blog comments? Probably, but I'll take it where I can get it. The truth is, I'm awkward as all get-out and as clumsy as they come. My friends and family get a kick out of it and most of the time, I do, too. It usually takes a lot for me to be really embarrassed - I'm so used to tripping over my own feet, falling on the subway stairs, hitting my head on everything, walking into walls, dropping food all over me, missing my mouth when taking a sip of a drink, fidgeting like a little kid. And this, completely sober. I can't even use inebriation as an excuse.
I've embraced all of that, for the most part. Maybe I'm not this little bombshell who can stop a man in his tracks, but I have my moments of awesome. However, every once in awhile, I get ultra self-conscious. I'm a girl, okay? I have those days when I feel like this hopelessly unattractive, hot mess of a girl. This week, I've been up and down. I'll get dressed and feel great, but then I look at the pictures and feel awful. My solution? Justin Timberlake. Whenever I'm feeling a little down about my looks, I turn on "D**n Girl" and dance around like I'm hot stuff. If I'm out, I put it on my ipod and walk around like I'm hot stuff. I pretend that he's singing about me - and if Justin Timberlake thinks I'm hot enough to sing a song about it, then heck, I must be a catch.
Hush your mouths, he's totally singing about me!
What do you do to boost your confidence?