Yes, I am devestated at the end of this two year, loving relationship and the loss of my best friend, but this blog isn't really about me. It's about the clothes I wear.
Christmas was only two days after it happened, and though I was miserable, I recieved a beautiful dress from my mother. The first piece of clothing I've recieved as a newly single gal.
Oh, also, my haircut! I mentioned it in my last post. The breakup had happened at that point, but I didn't feel ready to announce it. It felt so final, saying it, or rather, typing it out.
So, the haircut. I love it. It's not even a real haircut, so to speak. In a rage of passion the day of the breakup, I had my friend Ashley just chop it all off. Surprisingly, it just turned out looking great, and I'm very happy with it.
It's important to take care of yourself when going through a hard part of life. The last thing I feel like doing after rolling out of bed in the morning is slapping on some lipstick and breaking in new heels. I'd rather cry and eat frosting. But feeling pretty is something other than feeling broken. It's important to feel even the smallest glimmers of happiness, because even when your miserable, the little snippets of happiness keep growing and growing until you don't remember what you were even miserable about in the first place.
I'm looking forward to feeling like that. Dressing up is the first step.