The month of February has been the month of firsts for me. I walked in a fashion show for the first time for a homie of mine who is a local designer/seamstress. Every year my town celebrates art week. For one week everyday something artsy fartsy goes on in our down town area. The last day of art week the Hygienic Art Gallery hosts a fashion show. Guess who walked in it? Never in a million years could I imagine walking in one. It was a local event, nothing crazy, but I was so nervous I felt like I was about to walk for fashion week lol. I’m huge on supporting women and their businesses. As much as I would have liked to say, “no” I had to do it for her. I literally wanted to crap my pants. I demonstrated my interpretation of a cat walk, sucked my gut in, and prayed I would not fall off the stage. I got 3 out of 3 so it wasn’t too bad after all. It was refreshing to see a group of women from all various sizes and age groups getting along and working together to make this happen for the talented Damaris.
Besides walking in a fashion show, I built up enough courage to shoot by myself in public. Eeekk!!! A series of events caused me to finally just do it. I was having the worst luck trying to get the hubs to “shoot me.” Dude had a week of just not feeling it and when I get the itch my impulsive ass needs to scratch it. After my hissy fit I thought, “screw it, (rated G version) Imma just do it myself. “ With my tripod and cell phone in hand I found a location and the rest is history.
Side note: I need to come up with a better word besides shoot. It sounds pretty awful. Saying such phrases like I am going to shoot and I was shot by my husband does not sit well with many people. I am just a fashion blogger who needs her picture taken that’s all.
Did I mention how adventurous I am? Cue the dramatic music….I ate alone at a restaurant.
Ohhh girl, someone lock me in a cage. I am too wild for these streets. The fam did not want to hang to be honest and that’s okay! Why? Because it has led me to put my scary butt out there and stop being so chicken. As you can probably tell I am not a risk taker. I am all about comfort literally and figuratively speaking.
By accident February became the month of trying new things. I found myself growing more as an individual and gaining more confidence. It sounds silly, but before I could not stand the sight of someone eating alone at a restaurant. I became so dependent on others to shoot that when it did not work out in my favor I felt as if I was being held back. In reality I was the one holding myself back. The fashion show was an epic event. I set my fears aside and went for it.
I am a risk taker. Watch out world. Speaking of going out on a limb here are some quotes by risk takers in history to give you that extra push you may need.
“Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far it is possible to go.” — T.S. Eliot
“I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it.” — Pablo Picasso
“Do one thing every day that scares you.” — Eleanor Roosevelt
“I can accept failure. Everybody fails at something. But I can’t accept not trying. Fear is an illusion.” — Michael Jordan
“Progress always involves risks. You can’t steal second base and keep your foot on first.” — Frederick Wilcox