Or stay unapologetically me?
Remember when I talked about chronic self-exposure and that sea of clones which appears to be sweeping over every social media platform in sight? Washing clear away, for the most part, what was once treasured and precious. That crazy little thing called individuality?
A RARE COMMODITY THESE DAYS
At this point, I’ll just come clean and
say confess something which most of us are more than likely already thinking. ‘Fess up, now.
That in as much as I profess a healthy dislike for how many are looking (ever so similar) on social media, I crave the numbers they’re pulling in. I really, really do. I envy them. I want what they have in terms of their partnerships with brands. The collaborations. The fame. Does that make me sound like a whiny bitch?
Well, yes, but hey, I’m honest🙂
Within that same post, I also wrote about bloggers and their styles. How I’m seeing the same palette. Identical outfits even sometimes. I can fully appreciate why brands prefer to partner with bloggers whose sense of style tends to be, for want of another word, mainstream. And I certainly don’t begrudge them for choosing to lean that way. Mainstream is commercial, it’s relatable, and it certainly sells.
So I’ve been asking myself this question – what is so wrong about me that brands don’t buy into? Are the clothes I wear so different, so odd that nobody likes them? Is my style so unorthodox that no one can relate to it, to me?
Am I such a wild card?
You know, I’m not ashamed to tell you that I’ve often felt disheartened about the way things are. I’m different. I know I am. As I know that the way I dress and the way I style my outfits don’t fall into specific
categories boxes. I’m neither completely edgy nor am I fully eccentric. Not enough to be cool. I’m a little bit of both, and loads more. I have my moments of femininity. Of punk. And the urge to play up my wanderlust gypsy side does surface on occasion. As does the need to go goth. I’m simply not conventional #sorrynotsorry #maybe
The only word that could probably be used to sum Sheela up is “unapologetic“.
Addendum: Charlie has dubbed me as being fabulously quirky. I accept, I accept!!
You see, I can’t quite be pegged. And that scares off many.
numerous countless moments when I feel I ought to cave and do mainstream full-tilt. After all, what’s a little soul-selling when you contemplate the potential success you stand to reap, correct? But there’s the question of soul-searching.
Ironic. Soul-selling and soul-searching, two sides of the one same coin. And lately, I’ve been investing a fair amount of time into the latter, and what it’s telling me is that I’m an idiot if I feel the only way to get anywhere is to, well, cop out. I don’t know about you but when my soul starts chastising me, I tend to listen. Very carefully.
I’ll repeat what I said before. There has to be some middle ground between wearing what’s considered mainstream and commercially appealing,
and what I personally prefer. And still allows me to be me. For the foreseeable now, I think I’m going to keep working on finding that sweet spot because, honestly? I don’t think I can live with me if I chose to sell out.
What about you? What would you do?
p/s this outfit is as mainstream as I get
pp/s photos by Sofia Touassa
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