I’m beginning to understand it's something I’ve disavowed for
far too long... You see, I have this (um)
habit. It's best known as “perfectionist tendencies.” Perhaps others out there can relate.
The first step in overcoming any undesirable quality is
owning it, yes? Well, I do. I also realize that striving for that illusive realm called "perfect" has
held me back more times than not. This
has made it a bit easier to stop and
question my thoughts as of late—redirect them, where needed.
The pic, above, I snapped yesterday. It was my first attempt at capturing the day’s Great
Gatsy-inspired style I sported to work.
Interestingly, the imperfection of that shot made me smile; intrigued and captivated me a
bit. Notable defectiveness actually drew me in—rerouted today’s blog post a bit. I saw beauty in something most might view
as flawed. Hmmm...
The photo below captures the look I was originally trying to share: a polka dot maxi dress topped with a
lace top and accented with a strand of vintage beads (worn as a bracelet) and a
bangle displaying geometric shapes (an Art Deco hallmark). As excited as I am about yesterday's creative expression via personal style, my faux pas and subsequent inner revelations are truly what have sparked my spirit...
Have you had the joy of seeing imperfection's beauty? I would sure love to hear about it!
Joy and peace.
T.
