One of my goals this year is to become more “ballsy” when it comes to my style. Well, I suppose that applies to life in general but let’s talk about fashion. Just in the past couple of years, I realized that I typically choose safe pieces when I shop. Now there’s absolutely nothing wrong with safe. We all need classic pieces in our closets. But a lot of times I will see items at the store that scream “me” but I don’t end up buying them. I talk myself out of it because it’s not “trendy” or “it’s very Cali but I live in Texas.” So this year, I’ve been buying whatever the hell I want. Within reason, obviously. But still. I try not to second guess myself like I used to.
That’s what happened with this outfit. I saw it, I loved it, I bought it. I mean good Lord, who doesn’t love a mesh, tropical, athleisure matching set? A LOT OF PEOPLE APPARENTLY. Yes, you would not believe the amount of negative comments this outfit got. I’ve never had an outfit so negatively received. It got to a point where I took the photo down on my personal Facebook account. I regret that now, but it was a spur-of-the-moment decision. Was I going crazy? Am I blind? Was it really as fugly as people made it seem? Why am I even a fashion blogger if I have shitty taste in clothes? This outfit definitely cannot go up on the blog. I asked my husband “babe, I need your opinion on something and I need you to be honest…” but then I realized something.
I don’t care. I don’t care because I love it. I don’t care because this outfit is so “me” and if I can’t wear clothes that let me express myself then I might as well style a freaking Snuggie all day everyday, which is my nighttime outfit anyway (#ootn // Dress: Snuggie // Accessories: Netflix, Orville Redenbacher’s, Twix) Yes, I’m typically an over-apologetic person. I sometimes say sorry even if it wasn’t my fault. I’m not saying opinions are not welcome. I’m very much open to them and I can respect the fact that this is a hit or miss for some of you. It’s one thing to say you don’t like it, but it’s another to make someone feel bad for wanting to wear it. Please don’t make me apologize for liking certain things. Please don’t make me or anyone else feel bad for the way they choose to dress. Please don’t make me apologize for being myself. It took me a really long time to come out of my shell (I even feel like I’m still getting there) and I’m really liking the person I’m becoming. Just try not to bust my balls, mmkay? 😉
SHOP THE LOOK: