Power Wiggles

Every single time I shoot for an outfit post I end up snapping multiple photos of me doing some sort of silly, ridiculous, spinning, twirling, dancing — or in this case looking constipated and on the verge of bladder bursting. On more than one occasion that top right dance move has been referred to as my “power wiggles.” If you’ve been reading my blog for a while (or even if you’ve only read my ‘about me’ page) you might have already picked up on one of my prevalent personality traits: extreme goofiness. I try not to take myself too seriously. I’m far more comfortable laughing at myself and making ugly faces than I am talking about my feelings or trying to look sexy. However, methinks with this whole moving-across-the-country-away-from-my-entire-family thing coming up, there might be a little more reflection and serious talk on this here space. So just promise to be kind. You know the next day I’ll be posting pictures of me drinking wine with a koozie and twirling amongst the Redwoods.