Just like that Garance Doré has ripped my little blogger heart from my chest. In my last post I forced my husband to buy me her book for Valentine’s Day and then forced him to let me open it nine days early because I. Had. To. Have. It. I had to know what secrets were hidden between its painfully stylish (simple, pretty, HAND DRAWN!) covers. What was she saying on those satiny pages that I had only briefly gotten to touch from my hair stylist’s chair? All I knew of this woman I had heard from my stylist and it was brief—she is in her forties, she is French (this was all I needed to know), and she is completely perfect to be my life/style/lifestyle idol.
Of course I have had my obsessions. My life is one big, long obsession—I’ll go from one celebrity to another trend and onto a different TV show. Yesterday I simply could not live without those Tory Burch boots, but then those Double Monks caught my eye. Every fall/winter my life takes a serious sabbatical so that I am free to be wholly engrossed by Harry Potter (again). It is possible that when I come back to edit this stream of consciousness, to decide if it will in fact become a blog post, I may decide that I was a bit, ah, zealous. [EDIT: I came back. This is real. I am in love]. The facts stand thus: I just read the entire book in one sitting… and at the end I cried. My cat judged me.
Full disclosure, I want this blog to be my business. I want to write and I want to be a part of a world I have, until now, told myself was not for me. I want to be cool, and chic, and beautiful, and know people who are that way, and do the awesome things that those people do! Garance Doré does that!
Talking openly about the things that we deal with, the passions that ignite us, the realness of the lives we all live is what I want to be a part of. That makes me want to write, to engage, to be brave and introduce myself to that girl I see all over town who I stalk on Instagram but don’t actually know. There has to be a place in the world for a girl like me who cares about the things I care about.
For all my years I have been afraid of what would happen if I realized that actually there is not a place for me. I have not been brave, I have not tried hard, I have not reached outside of myself. And I have missed out. I have missed out on people, experiences, and the full and colorful life I was given. To surround myself with things that inspire me, to engage in things that make me feel alive, to challenge myself to be the woman I dream I am—THAT is what I want for myself. That is what I want for all girls everywhere! Garance Doré you seem to have found that, and for sharing about it I thank you, deeply.