Happy week to you all.
I have been bogged down with applications and essays and finals. This is not the prima donna’s typical manner of being, but it is the chaos that humbles us and allows us to enjoy the serene moments.
At least, I hope that is true, and my melodrama will live to see another day…
The majority of it has passed, and I remain resilient in the one thing that helped me get through it.
Pushing back my chair and gazing admiringly into the sole of my study partner.
My shoes !!!
Cher in Clueless said how she is so picky about her shoes, and they only go on her feet.
I really resonate with this train of thought. Each of my love letters to my shoes are posted publicly online, as no secret to you, dear reader.
I am a highly inquisitive person who often approaches new situations with curiosity and a great deal of positivity. A glimmering optimist, if you will!
The biggest screening to whether or not someone may match my vibrations, so to say, is whether or not they appreciate my footwear!
I write a whooooole lot about what my material possessions mean to me. This is not frivolous or superficial, but one of the most significant manners in which I present myself to the world.
I know we have debunked the physical reality of this mantra, but its truth remains, no matter how you appear on the outside. We glow from the inside out!
The moment I find a pair of shoes that say just as much about me as I have to say about them is a special one.
Shoes are a distinctly favored element of my full ensemble day to day.
Even when I wear jeans, having a sophisticated shoe to dress it up allows me to feel the most myself.
When you feel comfortable being yourself, nothing can take that away from you. That is why I am so adamant about finding your truest self!
Speaking of the over the top grandeur I maintain in life, I have a very special exhibition coming up. I do hope you can all attend, as it will be a fleeting moment in this upcoming final week of the Fall semester.
This brings the sincere meaning of today’s title to focus, and how even wearing the right shoe with the seemingly wrong outfit makes for much fussiness and frivolity.
I had a classmate recently remark how brilliant I looked one morning, and they asked if I had anything special going on. I said nothing notable, other than the joy of gracing the world with my presence on a fine day.
It was a Tuesday.
If you ever look in the mirror and wonder if you are “doing too much,” or you feel silly and maybe even take to the word “overdressed,” allow me to be your guiding goddess.
By the by, that word makes me shudder.
I believe there is no such thing as preposterous as being bedecked too dazzlingly, for any occasion or otherwise.
Do your worst! Pick the boldest patterns and brightest hose you can find!
Even if you do not follow in my footsteps, know that over the top is always going to be my choice.
It is a grand thing to share with others, the version of yourself as unapologetically you.
XOXO,
Bentley
I do not apologize for painting your bedroom in the boldest shade of pink it could light up the dark!