a bit of philosophy

Louche cardigan / Temt top / Glassons skirt / ASOS shoes

Lately my photos have all been taken on the sidewalk in front of my house. My mom does them for me right before I leave for uni, and we've basically got it down to a science. 60-80 shots in two minutes: fully bodies, half bodies, outfit details, closeups...no problem. As much as I like variety in my backdrops, most of the time I just can't be bothered lugging my camera around all day, waiting for the perfect moment. Plus, I like to look nice and fresh in my photos, which is much more likely in morning shoots than afternoon ones...doing them when I'm hot and tired and grumpy -- not the best fun in the world, for me or my photographer. ;D

I've been truly awful about wearing this skirt; I've had it since probably September last year and this is only the second time I've worn it! As absolutely gorgeous as it is, and as much as I adore it, I'm so anal about the pleats staying perfect that the prospect of having to worry about it all day means that it never ends up leaving my closet.

This type of issue is very much prevalent in other areas of my life -- I'm such a perfectionist that if I feel like I can't do something right, I won't even try it at all. It's like I'm so afraid of failure that I'll never do anything exciting with my life, which is a waste of a life...and that would be the ultimate failure.

Gaaahh, how does a rant about skirts turn into a philosophical reflection?! Haha... But my point is, eventually I got over my paralyzing fear of wearing this skirt by letting go of my insecurity and deciding simply not to care if the pleats were wrong. And I know that a skirt isn't exactly congruent to a life, but for me it's a step in the right direction, so I'll take it. :)