Entering the Blogosphere

I have started this post a dozen times only to read Kendi Everyday or The Daybook and quickly become self-conscious, discouraged and scared. I am by no means a fashionista or a blogging expert but I am in desperate need of a creative outlet so that my husband doesn’t come home to a different color living room each evening. The intimidation subsides slightly when I realize no one is aware that I even have a blog!  Cyberspace anonymity!!

Where to begin?! As disconcerting as it sounds, I go throughout my day mentally composing posts (I told you I needed an outlet) but the incomplete thoughts are always wittier, more remarkable and better composed before they leave my mind.  I could tell you all about myself, but the three people reading this probably already know (Hi Mom, Dad and Cora!). So instead, I will start with the catalyst that finally got me to venture into the blog world. I am a self-diagnosed blog stalker. My off days are consumed with photo, fashion and DIY decorating blogs but it wasn’t until I started following Lindsey’s Loves, which lead me to Kendi Everyday, introducing me to her 30 for 30 challenge that I was convinced I needed a blog of my own. What better way to start a blog than with a challenge? Right? I decided, the day before Kendi’s 30 for 30 challenge began, to take part in it.  And almost a week and a half later I’m…fashionably late.

So here’s my line up.

I can count. Only 29 items have made the cut. As a beginner I thought a one-item freebie might be just the wiggle room I need to pull this off. I’ve tweaked the rules a bit since I rarely clean the apartment in fashionable ensembles on my days off, and I’m still trying to convince my husband to take a few pictures each day while putting up with my insecurities and photographic critique.

After one and a half weeks of remixing we have successfully captured one photo. I promise to post the other outfits (either by playing dress up or laying them out) later this week.

So here I am, at the end of my first official post, feeling liberated, and then I realize that I also agreed to start working out with my husband at the insane time of 6am. No more challenges for me…at least until the end of the month.