Best Day Ever

Audrey Hepburn has been my idol for fashion, beauty and all around person since I was 13. I don't know what exactly it was that drew me to her. The dark hair, the doe eyes, the thicker brows and class she always exuded were probably key factors. Then the more that I learned about her, the more I adored her. To this day she inspires me, and I doubt there will ever be a day where she doesn't. She's timeless and never goes out of style. Just like the ever iconic Givenchy LBD (little black dress to those not in the know) in Breakfast at Tiffany's. One of her most noted roles, Holly Golightly. 



My two favorite Audrey movies are Sabrina and Charade. If you haven't seen them, I highly recommend. Breakfast at Tiffany's, while it is brilliant, I just never felt connected to it. The still shots and images are widely known and beautiful, love them. But... I just never fully got the story. Until this past Summer. I decided to watch it and I sat there, like it was the first time and went Ohhhh. I get it now. I understand Holly. And quite frankly I want to bring that inner part of Holly that lives inside, out. 
And no, I don't mean by accepting $50 to go to the powder room. 
I mean by spending time to do things I haven't done before. They may not be in all one designated day like Holly and Paul do in the movie.. but how fun would that be? I want to put a focus on that. Not necessarily a new year type of thing, just an in general and across the board type of thing. That has always been my motto with food; if you don't try it you'll never know. Granted if it smells horrible I will probably pass. Just a good rule of thumb. You never know unless you try it. If you don't like it, then you know you've done it and carry on. But here's the kicker, what if you love it? 




I want to push myself. Challenge myself. 
I want to travel alone.
Try boxing (I'm convinced I would be scrappy and honestly should find out).
To go to the Whisky in LA and see an act.
I want to sit at a fashion show.
To do a boudoir shoot.
I want to write more, and really write what I'm feeling.
I want to push my blog further and not be shy about telling the world what I do.
To see more concerts.
I want to see Dita Von Teese's burlesque show. 
I want to do all of those little things and tons of bigger ones. I want to actually do all these grand ideas I've thought about. I don't want to just sit and watch or read about others doing them. I want to do them. 



Sunnies: Dolce & Gabbana |
Jersey: Alice Cooper |
Hoodie: Four Keeps Tees |
Jeans: Red Engine |
Boots: TJMaxx |
Bag: Target |

Once upon a time, I felt pretty fearless. That girl was thirteen, she had some stuff going on, but fearless nevertheless. Never reckless, always thought out; but again, fearless. 
The following year was when everything came to be with my back, and that fearless girl went away. I felt... limited. I had felt that as a kid with my RA, sitting on the hill at recess with my bubbles and my ace bandage. From five to thirteen, I pushed past that BS. I didn't let it stop me. If you tell me I can't or shouldn't do something, challenge accepted. Not only am I going to do it, I'm going to do it bigger and better than your narrow mind could imagine. Just who I am. But right before fourteen... and having health issues beyond your control with daunting words about fixing them come your way. That fearless fighter took a backseat. She was there, but the cautious and careful girl had to step in. She's the one that did the surgery, the PT, got fitted for the back brace, had the MRIs and X-Rays, took the medication and the drug testing that went along with that. She's the one that took a smoother course. She's the one that did what she was told. She's the one that did what society said she should. 





And you know what? I don't want to be her. Fuck that. This last year I found that fearless chick, quite frankly I love her. I missed that attitude, and I'm glad she's back. To the friends that helped her come out of early retirement, thank you. I am eternally grateful. Here is to all of the adventures that come my way and making every day the best day ever.

Thanks for reading!!
Leah xx

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