A friend once shared something that hit home: “You can’t expect to be happy in a relationship until you’re happy with yourself.”
This truth was hard to swallow.
For years, I searched...
I know how messed up it is. I use filters because I don’t like how my skin looks, and then I dislike my skin more because I’m constantly comparing it to the filtered version. It’s a version of me that doesn’t exist but somehow feels more real than my reflection.
Not to throw around cliches, but expressing yourself through fashion is just another way to “wear your heart on your sleeve,” both in the figurative and fabric sense.
Three friends and I decided to bike the course of the Boston Marathon. We left early Sunday so that we could explore Massachusetts. For whatever reason, we all felt responsible to experience the course....
