I always do wonder who reads ‘about’ pages on blogs. I tend to assume that it is one of two people; A social team screening me for a collaboration/campaign or the inquisitive readers; those that are interested enough to click around after being enticed by that somewhat hypnotic blogger-esque bokeh that makes the oversized shirt that I’m wearing look x10 better than it actually is.
shopedelano.com is a life + style space, where I press publish on various musings about life and travel, all whilst wearing jazzy outfits that often feature my latest DIY project. I’d love to hear from you! You can contact me here.
shopedelano.com is *my life + style space, where I wish not to maintain a facade of any kind. I brain vomit all of my experiences and thoughts alongside wearing items of clothing, that tend have the power to evoke extreme emotional reactions in me, such as squealing/ believing said item is the source of eternal happiness/ thinking I am Beyonce. Having blogged since I was 15, clothes were my first love, (hence the style portion), and the ubiquitous self awareness came after (and led to the ‘life’ portion). It came after, amongst other things, the realisation that branding myself as anything other than myself (recall ‘london’s closet’, then ‘sassy black’ if you’re an OG reader) was impossible to maintain when I, myself, was not really sure of what actually consisted of ‘self’, and thus could not properly separate myself from all of my digital activity. I share because it iss therapeutic for me. I share as an often conflicted 21 year old on a weird journey of ‘self-discovery’ that does not necessarily consist of selling all of her possessions and climbing mount kilimanjaro, but does consist of radically reducing the amount of time spent scrolling, ending the cycle of searching for approval and satisfaction outside of myself, freeing myself of the burdens of arbitrary judgement and always remaining charitable toward myself and others when navigating throughout the world. And doing all of this whilst looking very, very snazzy.
I have a DIY attitude to both creativity that manifests in my love for sewing (despite a considerable lack of formal training or knowledge) but also in my general approach to life. Shame has no place when you’re a DIY-typa-gal. I’ll try it, and it probably won’t work the first, or second time, but hopefully success (in any form) comes the third time round. Or maybe it doesn’t. In which case you re-route and move onto the next project. Lots of re-routing has led me here…let’s see if it works out.