Here Goes Nothing

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Tunic:     Femella(Onlineseller on Myntra)

Jacket:    Pepe

Aviators: Ray Ban

Boots:     Roadster

Damn. Writing something worth reading sounded easier in my head. So, I sat staring at the screen for about 15 min, then my brain which is more easily distracted than a kid in a candy store decided to go explore Youtube for “inspiration” and I somehow ended up watching “funny cat videos”, laughed at it hysterically, then remembered finding a Kanan gill movie review equally funny, and proceeded to watch it again.
It was suddenly 3 in the morning and I was hungry.  Internet is evil. Pure evil.

So yeah, I have been wanting to start blogging for a very long time now, and if there is one thing I am good at and have got even better at over time, it is procrastinating. Like, I deserve an award for it. So after watching a couple(read 10) inspirational videos, and scrolling my Pinterest wall reading quotes on life, I finally gave in and decided to do my first ever blog post. Badam-Tshhh(That is the sound of the drum roll by the way….am I trying too hard??)

Where do I start? Why am I doing this? It’s because I make up a hundred stories in my head, and mostly while these stories have a plot they also have a detailed description of what I am wearing in these stories that I think up around myself.( Do you do that too?) I draw my creative energy and also let my energy out in what I wear, because it is so much more than just clothes to me.
It’s a little bit of me, for everyone to see,

when you are just a stranger, and my awesome personality is still a mystery.
Haha, bad rhyme. Don’t judge me too harshly!!

Time is too precious and sometimes our later’s turn into never’s and our dreams turn into doubts which fizzles down to regret over time. This is me nudging myself to do more and I urge anyone out there who indulges in too much self doubt like me, to give yourself a chance. Just do it.

So, let me end this by nonsensical tirade of bawling over how I never get anything done, while trying to inspire you to get things done, by quoting someone who truly is worth listening to. Take it away Ernie, my boy.

“You are not your age, nor the size of clothes you wear,

you are not your weight, or the color of your hair.

You are not your name, or the dimples on your cheeks,

you are all the books you read, and all the words you speak.

You are your croaky morning voice, and the smiles you try to hide,

you’re the sweetness in your laughter, and every tear you’ve cried.

You’re the songs you sing so loudly, when you know you’re all alone,

you’re the places that you’ve been to, and the one that you call your home.

You’re the things that you believe in, and the people that you love,

you’re the photos in your bedroom, and the future you dream of.

You’re made of so much beauty, but it seems that you forgot…

When you decided that you were defined, by all the things you’re not.”

— Ernest Hemingway

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