Blank nyc faux leather jacket; Free People tee; Target skirt; Adidas sneakers.
I’ve been thinking a lot of what exactly the POINT of blogging is for me lately. I feel like mostly it is a hassle. Finding time to take pictures, finding time to write. Finding WHAT ON EARTH to write about. It all seems like too much, lately.
A couple of years ago there was no hassle. I posted five days a week and I dedicated a lot of time to blogging. I put aside a lot of the hobbies I love to blog, and I was okay with that. Now, well, not so much. I want to have time to read, time to hang out with my family now that the kids are older, time to dedicate to my shampoo business. I want to do way less here, and not have to force myself to blog. I’ve wanted to quit a million times over the last year and half.
I keep coming back. Each time I say I will not blog anymore, something comes up. A great campiagn, a post I write that gets a great reaction, or I write something that makes ME feel better. Something always drags me back.
Let’s face it. This will never be my full time job. I won’t have 100,000 Instagram followers or make tons of money doing this, and that is OKAY. I can’t compare myself to those that have made it (good for them!), or those that can post more regularly and take better pictures and have cuter outfits. I’ll never have that designer bag to show off, or a new outfit each day here. That’s not my reality.
I DO enjoy blogging. Sometimes. I like when I put together a fun outfit, and the pictures turn out nice, and I can write a post that makes me smile. I like the friends I’ve made, the connections that occur when I write something that stirs something in someone who reads it, and just having a blog that I alone have created and written for this long.
There are over 1000 posts here, which is crazy. I’ve taken millions of photos and written millions of words and I am proud of this site. Where does it go when I quit? Was it all for nothing? What do I do if I no longer sign into Blogger each day? That boggles my mind.
There will come a day when this is done for me, I know that. It could be next week, or next year. I have no idea. I’m blogging now because I still like it (most of the time!) I’m blogging because I love fashion and style and posting here pushes me to be the best me I can be. I’m blogging until it no longer brings me joy. (Which happens most of the time, if I’m honest. There isn’t a lot of joy left.)
As long as I feel like I have something to say, I’ll blog.
That’s the state of blogging for me, right now.