Society has built up a problematic narrative where the ideal woman acts in a very particular way: she doesn’t care about superficial things (make-up, fashion), yet always manages to look and feel perfect despite that. Call it Jennifer Lawrence syndrome, if you will.
“Spend more time at restaurants that have erotic novels casually lying around. And definitely read them aloud to your friends during the meal.” And more gems, after the jump…
The statement, style, and song that I’m obsessed with right now.
With some larger life changes on the horizon, and less overall safety in the new, I’ve been gravitating towards self-protection over endless personal divulgence.
Life is a bit overwhelming right now with getting ready for a move, job searching, and continuing school, and I’ve been feeling too scattered to write anything half-decent, so forgive the blog silence for a while. I have a feeling there’s LOTS of new inspiration coming my way to make up for it.