FABULOUS DAHLING.
A personal blog touching on gaming, plus-sized fashion, baking and general thoughts on my journey to be a honeybadger.
Friday, 1 February 2013
Sweetheart Dress in Black/Leo - Uhm, with a dress title like that I don't even have to look.
LOOK AT THIS DRESS AND LOOK AT HOW IT IS 30$ OFF. I'D LIKE 7 IN 1X PLEASE AND THANK YOU.
Em Bear Ass Mint.
Today a friend asked for a link to my new blog, and I immediately panicked. "They aren't my intended audience, they'll judge me for my terrible writing and uninteresting, scattered topics!" Granted, they are totally groovy and well-spoken so it's extra nauseating when thinking of sharing this with them.
Who is my intended audience? Well, I guess me. I think when I am writing, I imagine lots of people reading (not that that's the case!), who are just like me. Somewhat shy, embarassed, maybe plus-size young people. Why am I even writing this? It's both exciting and relaxing. It feels good to force myself to think about something that happened in a day, or people I met, or something I've seen. So why should I have to apologize? Isn't this whole new years revolution about not giving a fuck, just feeling good and being a honeybadger supposed to be about me? It is!
This is all good in theory, but I'm still not actively telling anyone about this blog.
Who is my intended audience? Well, I guess me. I think when I am writing, I imagine lots of people reading (not that that's the case!), who are just like me. Somewhat shy, embarassed, maybe plus-size young people. Why am I even writing this? It's both exciting and relaxing. It feels good to force myself to think about something that happened in a day, or people I met, or something I've seen. So why should I have to apologize? Isn't this whole new years revolution about not giving a fuck, just feeling good and being a honeybadger supposed to be about me? It is!
This is all good in theory, but I'm still not actively telling anyone about this blog.
Wrong Century
I love this comic of a young woman considering The Rape of the Daughters of Leucippus(c.1618) by Tomas Kucerovsky. How many times have I felt this?
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