If you follow along on my blog or Instagram, it’s probably not a surprise to you that I love shimmery things. They are so pretty and eye catching and, well, shimmery.
This outfit in particular is a shimmery ode to the Midnights era from Taylor Swift. I’m pretty obsessed with Anti-Hero and Bejeweled, which this title is a reference to. These raw songs are things we can all relate to, feeling like we are less than or don’t fit in. Feeling like we are indeed the problem.
And yet feeling like we still want to shine and shimmer and have fun. Life is complex and these songs hit that all too well. Things have been a bit complicated for me lately too.
I told you about my book event about a month ago. Maybe you forgot about it immediately, maybe you’ve been wondering how it went. It didn’t go well. No one came.
For over twenty minutes I stood in the empty theater hoping people would suddenly show up. Willing it. Staring at the entrance wishing people would come pouring in. They didn’t. Right before I was about to leave, totally dejected, three friends trickled in. They softened the blow, but it’s nearly impossible not to feel the resounding rejection of an empty room. An event that almost was and could have been. But quite simply wasn’t.
I honestly can’t believe it went down that way, the last knife in the heart of the book I loved so much. I keep replaying it in my mind, and even now with a bit of distance I can’t explain or understand it. Some of the blame definitely lies with the library and a lack of promotion, preparation, and signage, but it’s not possible for me to feel the blame as well. I’ve tried and tried and it didn’t happen. So for now, for this book, possibly for writing, that’s that.
I have had to push myself to start to move on, which included spending an afternoon wearing all the shimmery things in Winter Park. Because it’s so important to be able to bring your own shimmer whenever a cloud is hanging over you for whatever reason. You’re damn right this shimmery lady is still bejeweled.