[Sustenance at Northshire Bookstore; currently consuming the above while soaking up the sanity that is other people’s conversations.]
I went to check the mail today and found a BAZAAR and, it was as if, until that moment, I’d completely forgotten that I even had a blog, let alone a blog that talks about clothes. Clothes!
Ever had that weird, backwards warp-out feeling in front of your computer, where you feel like you’re experiencing lift-off and the screen gets small and your arms feel disconnected and someone’s opened a flap in the back of your head and—wwhhiiiiuurrp—your brain is being lightly sucked from your skull? Don’t get me wrong, it’s sort of a pleasurable feeling, if you give in to it.
So that sums up life a little bit. I haven’t been able to find the headspace to blog (even in moments of my brain being intact and not slurped from noggin). It’s like straining a finger. In the moment and the days that follow, you can’t imagine ever getting back full range of motion. You look at your little digit and plead some, commiserate—“and when you get better, we’ll get to smear on eyeshadow together again!”—and know somewhere deep down that, outside of that moment, things won’t be so dire.
I promise to blog again. I think. Somehow I need to close the head flap first. Open to suggestions—slouchy beanie hats? Duct tape?
-Carey
i was about to send out an sos. plz just continue on with your straw in glass while i perish on the vine waiting for your return.
thank god you’re alive.
xo,
c
you made me laugh out loud (no surprise):
”and when you get better, we’ll get to smear on eyeshadow together again!”—and know somewhere deep down that, outside of that moment, things won’t be so dire.
Being a newbie to the blog world I am still trying to find my way. I don’t dress like most fashion bloggers. I’m older than most and I don’t have the time to commit to daily posts. I think for me the balance is holding on to the reason I started in the first place. For me and only for me. I even bought myself a .com and a friend is helping design the layout for me. Again. I do it for me. I don’t get heavy traffic. I don’t shop at Modcloth or Etsy. I am me. I came here becaue you’re unique. I love Robs posts and your sense of humor. I probably don’t have a lot in common with you but for whatever the reason I knew I liked you. You. It’s not about clothes for me. In fact I posted this once to Carrie and Shan. For me it’s about connecting to a part of you I see in myself. And Eli.
Anyways. Take your time… I feel lost lately for various reasons. I feel like a loser and find certain days are way harder to deal with than others. Day to day… Hour to hour. Some dark. Some lit to the brim!
So my new friend, thanks for what you do do. I appreciate it
please blog again soon. it gives me a sense of normalcy (for lack of a better word) for, like, 5 minutes each day. xx