I hope everyone had a happy holidays! I, for one, am happy is over and ready for the new year. I was given the ultimate joy in seeing my oldest on Christmas Day, though, so I can’t really complain. 2019 has not been good to me, so it was a nice parting gift for the end of the year. I could have done without his other “family” pestering him about when he would be done at my home, though. I haven’t seen my son in how long and you can’t go one day without him? Please. But, I won’t complain too much. I’ll just sit here like a bitter old hag and take the gifts that I’m given.
I’m excited about what the new year has to offer. The 11k per shot treatment for my lungs seems to be working – slowly, but surely. And with this…I’ll be getting behind my camera sooner rather than later. I’m excited. I’ve booked a room for my first 2020 boudoir event and started ordering props for this highly stylized event. Candles, rhinestones, wine, and more. I’ve also got some ideas to incorporate some stylized mini sessions into my year next year. I’ve got a list of props I would like to get for Easter, Mommy and Me and Daddy and Me sessions…and while the holiday season just ended I’m already thinking of 2020 Christmas minis. Photography really does keep my creative juices flowing sometimes.
However, with the new year comes change. I’m not planning on making any real “resolutions” for the new year – but a lot of changes are coming, and some have already started. I’ve been working with someone to revamp my “style”. I’ve always been pretty “dark” in terms of style. Dark hair, dark makeup, dark clothes. Okay…not dark. Black. I wore shades of black and grey and red accessories 24/7 with little variations. I’ve kept my head shaved as well for the better part of 3-4yrs. With a new year approaching and my photography starting to take off…I started to get some “client perspectives”. While they generally liked me as a “person” they felt my style was a little “off putting” or “unapproachable”.
And that’s where the stylist comes into play. I shaved my head for the last time just before Christmas. I’ve thrown out all my black and grey makeup – with the exception of my liquid eyeliner and mascara – and traded it in for nudes. I’ve purchased some nude and subtle pink lipstick, though, I’m not sure if this one will still. I love my red lip. I’ve changed my huge red gauges in for some natural wood ones, upgraded to silver accessories. I’m in the process of starting a new wardrobe. I’ve been told that I can still wear black, but I need to incorporate patterns with it – and color. This hasn’t been easy for me. Not only am I a plus size woman, but I have so many requirements for clothes. They have to be flattering, affordable, and comfortable – especially for a woman who tends to take care of everyone else’s needs but her own. While most women love to clothes shop – I’m not a fan. My body is awkward, and it’s become even more-so after months of steroid use to control my lung function.
What is important for me as I move forward is trying to realize that I’m not changing who I am. I’m just redecorating it like a good Yuletime tree. Sometimes you just get tired of the decor and need to switch it up a bit.
But I don’t think you could pay me to ditch my Chuck Taylor’s.