Its time to bring style back to my life. For too long I’ve been wandering aimlessly in this department. I’ve tried to maintain here and there-hence the pink hair for several years. Didn’t matter if I dressed in lounge pants and flip flops, I still felt like I was holding onto a part of myself as long as I had pink hair- but that slipped into the nether as well. Piercings went away, thrift store finds were replaced by gap jeans, colorful tights and short skirts got switched out for pj pants, and funky shoes…well I did hold onto a few favorites as well as some stripy knee highs but they hid under jeans. I’ve managed to keep a little style here and there-mostly in non-wearables- for example, Hello Kitty toaster and sewing machine, owls galore, a kiddy garden, the admiration of fan art of Doctor Who, the admiration of art created by my own daughter, a mid-century clock, side table, and sewing table. But my personal style hasn’t been consistent and it hasn’t reached every aspect of me for a long time
As I’ve brought sewing back into my life I’ve also brought a renewed sense of “me”. Searching for patterns, perusing craft bloggs, ogling and fondling fabrics, designing and sewing clothes and accessories for my kids has all inspired me to bring myself out of the the pit of messy pony tails, nursing tanks, and yoga pants. The comfy clothes and pony holders aren’t heading to the trash bin, hey, its comfy and practical, but its time to incorporate a little more of me into my life on a daily basis.
Which brings me to why I fell into the pit in the first place. I’m not going to say it was having kids but they do play a part in my decline of style. First of all my body changed and I’ve not felt quite right in it since. For a moment when I was dating J and high on love, I felt attractive again and starting bringing back some style. And then for awhile I kind of felt a lost sense of purpose. With the loss of goals came a loss of self. Just when I found true inner happiness again I also got pregnant-didn’t happen-bang-all at once but close enough that I didn’t have time to find a look that fit me. With pregnancy, with one baby, with a second baby soon after, with toddlers-well clothes took a back seat again. I’m not completely complaining because with babies and active toddlers also comes leaky breast milk, leaky diapers, projectile vomiting, little sleep, messy faces and hands that manage to rub themselves on me. I wouldn’t really want to risk dressing stylish full time and having half of it ruined by food, bodily fluids, and the messy project of the moment. And lets face it, not putting much effort into my appearance has influenced my creativity and likewise. Looking the part and feeling the part go hand-in-hand.
The blogs I’ve been lurking on have really played a part to inspire me. Its not just the crafts and the projects that I find wicked cool. Its the pictures of the crafters. A lot of these people are mothers too, some are even pregnant. Yet they’ve managed (at least on film) to remain as stylish and organized as I’ve longed to be for a few years. I think partly because they have been able to maintain their creativity. With creating comes a sense of staying true to yourself. When I create its not just my hands transforming something into something beautiful but its my mind being transformed. With all those brain cells firing when dreaming up something new, comes the inspiration to create in every aspect of my life. When I take the time to let that inspiration actually manifest along comes a sense of accomplishment and inner peace. That peace allows for the others areas of my life to be affected.
So lessons learned. Mama’s especially: create. It doesn’t take a talent. Everyone is born with the ability to create. Take the time, demand the time, to let yourself stay true to yourself at all times in at least one area. It will spread and soon your whole life will be created by you, with your own sense of style and truth.
An excerpt I really relate to from The Creative Family by Amanda Blake Soule, “…we don’t have to “teach” our children to be creative-inherent in the very core of children’s beings is the embodiment of creativity. To think of something in a new way, to inquire about something that others don’t even question, to come up with something truly unique and new is what children do best. When we give our children the space and encouragement to explore their own creativity, they can become our most inspiring of artists, our most inquisitive of scientists, and our most original of philosophers…Given the creative nature of children, it is no coincidence that so many of us are led to seek a more creative life in their presence…They inspire us not only to nurture and embrace all of who they are, but to nurture and embrace our own creative selves as well…Nurturing your own creative spirit will not only bring more peace, satisfaction, and joy into your life and the lives of those around you, but it will also serve as a guide and model to your children on finding their creative selves.”
So see, its a circle of joy being created and maintained, simply by being creative. Its inspiring and its infectious. My creative style doesn’t need to be limited to nick-nacks and inspiration boards I surround myself with at my desk, or the funky socks I wear, or a few patches safety pinned to my diaper bag, or my interest in reading/watching sci-fi, or going gaga over mid-century modern furniture and houses, or the one or two items of really well-fitting stylish clothing lying on my floor because I refuse to put away my laundry. I can create in every aspect and find inspiration from everything. The website that sparked the most passion for my personal sense of style is A Beautiful Mess blog. The whole thing resonates with my personal aesthetics, from her outfits, to the projects, to her DIY wedding, and even the style of photography used to capture it all. I don’t want to mimic her style but her style has certainly struck a chord with the me that makes me feel most at home in myself.
So expect changes, because I need to bring the life back into my life. I need some style to freshen up the place. And I need the joy that creativity brings to be a constant part of my life for me and for those who live with me.