What I Wore This Week
It’s been super hot this week. Typical for Texas. It will stay hot until October, at least. It’s hard to come up with interesting outfits, though, when you’re trying to stay cool in the intense heat, but also be prepared for an excess of air conditioning. I’m also not very comfortable just wearing sleeveless things right now. Even if I were, I’d need some kind of light layering piece indoors to deal with the AC. But a sweater seems ridiculous right now. First world problems, I know.
My best friend’s wife is starring in a play that we went to see this weekend that had some really moving themes of female empowerment. It was from the perspective of 13 year-old girls (played by adults) grappling with their self-image, sexuality, and friendships. I’m not that much of a theatre person normally (sorry, Amy!), but it was thought-provoking to say the least. Which is really the purpose of all art, right? That age, for girls especially, is when you start to really internalize the message that perfection in beauty is the goal—where your self-worth lies. Perfect hair, perfect skin, perfect figure. But that’s an external message that has the potential to smother our inherent power as women. It’s been a reminder to be a little kinder and more accepting towards myself—the 13-year-old version and the 39-year-old version. So maybe I should rock some sleeveless next week. Screw what anyone thinks of my arms! They are strong, and resilient, and they do a lot of work for me. So what if they’re not perfect? Neither am I. But that doesn’t mean I’m not beautiful. Even writing that is hard for me. But I think it’s time to own it.