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Carolyn Keep

One for the Ladies...

 For the last few days, I have hated social media. That’s a big call coming from me…I normally use it (perhaps even overuse it) to connect, message, ‘like’, touch base, voice my thoughts, say hi to family and friends and sure, like anyone else…show the good bits of life, so I guess you could call that “showing off”…Why have I hated it in recent days…?

Long story short, it has opened up an insecurity in me that I normally do a bloody good job of hiding…I care what people think of me…

As I have been doing the ‘outfit of the day’ all it has done (aside from prove the point that I have far too many clothes which is why I committed to fashionistafail in the first place) is make me feel gross.

I feel fat, I feel short, I feel old, the list goes on…

We live in a world where people can see everything (because we let them, I get it) and they can therefore have opinions on everything…they have the ability to be nasty in the weakest way…without actually doing it to our faces…they have the ability to scroll down an Instagram wall or a Facebook wall where they see a pic of me in all my non airbrushed, normal”ness” (I mean filters can only do so much!) followed by a pic of Gisele Bundchen perfection…I mean come on…is that fair?!

Am I oversensitive? Perhaps…and I am truly surprised by the fact I give a shit.

Today I was lucky enough to be working at a PA Conference here in Melbourne. 300 of the best PA’s in the City showed up…women of every shape, size, race…women with mullets (I kid you not) women with no boobs, women with boobs so big I imagine exercise would be a nuisance…women with thick hair, long hair, hardly any hair, big butts, no butts, women who looked like they had just stepped out of the 80’s and women so ‘on trend’ I wanted to take pics of their outfits for inspiration…what a day it was for putting things in perspective.

There was something about that room that dissolved the feelings I have been having lately about my own insecurities…with so many women together all wearing clothes that they felt lovely in when they left the house, all with haircuts they had paid for, all with handbags they had bought (and funnily enough none of them looking like Gisele Bundchen), it all just faded away and I spent my day looking at their faces…their body language, listening to them laugh, watching them engage in conversation (or not) and I was reminded how amazing women are – all shapes and sizes…I also made a mental note to myself that out of ALL those women today, I had not one clue about the lives they had left at home, and that taking any one of those women on face value, based purely on how they looked would have been doing exactly the same thing as trolling through their social media and having an opinion about them based on no fact at all.

I expect every human on the earth would like to go through life feeling understood, feeling loved and cared for, feeling safe in the ‘being’ of themselves…and social media has the ability if used for evil and not good, to rock that to its core. My wish is that women especially, take care of the beautiful parts of each other…from the inside out instead of the outside in.

I am all for being the best version of ourselves so we can feel confident while we walk through our lives (this includes what we wear and having pride in that)…but when it becomes a competition, when it becomes an issue of self-worth, when it becomes more important to look like a cool person than actually BEING a cool person...YUCK!!

Fashion has the ability to make one feel amazing, beautiful, gorgeous…that’s why I love it so much! But it would be a sad state of affairs if that is all that mattered…

After today, I feel more like me again. I would like to thank that room full of women for showing me that we are all in the same boat and we all have awesome things to offer…whatever the size of our arses, or whatever bag we are carrying. If today was a photo on Instagram I would “heart” it for sure…

Caro x

Posted: Tuesday 22 July 2014


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