A Big Bold Blue

July 10, 2017


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Heidi Merrick dress
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Go bold or go home. What clichΓ© motto. But at the same time, what a motto that rings so true and so universally. From fashion and word choice, to relationships and career path, what’s the point if you are too scared to get your feet fully wet. Or in this case, your feet deep in green grass. I’ve learned this time and time again, everything is worth the chance to go all in, or go all out. It took me a long time to learn that there’s no such thing as in-between. 

When I was a kid, the idea of going bold was an escapism tool for me. A young girl growing up in the suburbs, where it seemed like all you could do was take was one path at a time, and that didn’t ensure that you could get that far with it. I had dreams that seemed bigger than the universe, and they are what kept me going. Dreams so extreme, so outrageous, that sometimes I would have to pinch myself to snap out of it. Snap myself back to the reality that my peers around me always reminded me of. But I never wanted to be the bland type. Not in reality or in my dreams. And let me tell you, reality definitely bites. I learned that it bit the most and the hardest when others would flatten my dreams, sometimes one word would break me down, or my own fear would kick in. That’s what I hated the most, and that’s when I hated myself the most. I was too scared to go all in. To be bold. I’d think to myself that maybe it was safer to step back, be safe, not dream so much. Or at least, keep my dreams at bay in a pocket only accessed for a few hours at night, to be forgotten during the day. But what’s exciting about that? Yes, reality definitely bites, but it doesn’t always have to.

As I got older and came to understand myself and the world around me more, my confidence helped me gain a hold on my dreams more. Those bold flashes that seemed so real, but almost too good to be true to ever happen in real life. But why not? I would always start to remind myself that? Why not. And I will never know if I don’t try at least. That’s the least I could do. I deserved that AT LEAST. 

So do it. Dance on the sidewalk because the song you are listening to is making your body feel something. Quit your job and do something that makes you truly happy for once. Fall in love with someone hundreds of miles away, because your heart can’t help but be in it even from a distance. Close your eyes, choose a place on the map, and go there the next day. Maybe you’ll look back, maybe you won’t. Cut all your hair off. Or grow it extra long. Say exactly what’s on your mind for once. You’ll feel the weight lift like that. Open yourself up to someone new. They might just understand you more than you understand yourself. Start a blog and lay your heart out for the world to see if it wanted to. 

Sometimes the only one thing holding us back, is the fact that there may be no going back. But you know what, that might just be the path you never knew you were ready for up until that moment that you just GO. Even just one step towards that means one huge milestone.

Happy Monday sweet peeps. This post was inspired by this Heidi Merrick dress. A dress in the biggest, boldest, bluest blue. 

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