I really want to get this out there. The real me. The blogging world is so caught up on lovely pictures and lovely lives. Sometimes I read big blogs and wish for all those things they have - a great wardrobe, a beautiful home and holidays to match, all while staying at home to watch their kids grow up.
Why are we so fascinated by their lives? What about the rest of us normal folk? Can we be big bloggers too? Or do you need all the bells and whistles to get there? Great style, cool furniture, extremely photogenic AND creative etc etc...
Sometimes I'm influenced by that in the way I blog. I filter my life in some attempt to emulate their winning formula which is silly because I'm happy with my life, so why should I change any of it?
I don't want my blog to be anything different from the real me. I don't want to pretend I'm something that I'm not because I love my life the way it is. So that's all I can offer, just me. And my usual outfit of leggings and an oversized tee, a messy bun, no make up, no frills and no pretending.
I have to tell my own story, just like you have to tell yours. We can only be who we are, and that's more than enough.