Living a Non-Instagram-Worthy Life

I don't know about you, but my life looks nothing like the lives of people I see on social media. My room is not the right sort of messy. It doesn't have the right lighting, and it isn't perfectly color coordinated. Sometimes that can be a very depressing fact to admit.

Being normal and being in style has always been vague background music in my life. My parents never encouraged me to see the difference between good clothes and trendy ones, so I was left to make the most of what I was given. But I have felt the disappointment of knowing that your life isn't what it "should" be. Sometimes you aren't dressed the right way. Sometimes your hair isn't done the right way, your grades aren't the right grades, and your room doesn't look like it came from a million-follower Pinterest board.  It's hard. I still see those perfect bloggers, the people who look like they've totally figured life out, and I am mesmerized by the false idea that perfection exists and that I should have it.

As you know from a previous post, I like to observe the life around me and take notes. So obviously it doesn't take me long to notice that my skin color isn't bronzed perfection, my eyes are kinda weird looking, my hair wasn't given the time, effort, and money to make it perfectly messy, and my clothes give away the secret that I didn't buy them from the same store as everyone else. "Oops." I think.

But I then I shrug it off because I have decided not to waste my life running after something so impossibly unattainable, enormously unimportant, and tragically boring as prepackaged fashion and beauty. My skin is so pale and really only has three settings: white, less-white, and red. It should be an even tan, but I don't want to change who I am to become something that I'm not because someone says who I am is not good enough. Because it is. Who you are is good enough. You don't need to put on makeup. You don't need to fix your hair a certain way. You don't need to follow strict rituals to be "beautiful". You don't have to be "worthy" of Instagram.

So, yes, I'm a blogger, but I'm not going to bend over backwards to take the perfect pictures for my posts. I can't do it, and I want be real. My life is messy, but I love it. It has problems and taking pictures drives me nuts, but this is really real. I won't pretend to be prefect, to have it all together, to be someone I'm not. I mess up. I have bad hair days multiple times a week. My room did not come out of a magazine, but I say it's a fantastically unique, pink life, and I love it.

-Kae-