f e e l i n g c r a f t y ?

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Get yo’ craft on! Blog honestly... wtf has a lovely collection of high fashion inspired DIY tutorials to keep your hands busy and your wardrobe fresh. My favourite has to be this amazing Louis Vuitton inspired DIY scalloped Peter Pan collar. I know what I’ll be doing this Saturday afternoon! Have a look at this easy-peasy tutorial and escape to Neverland... honestly! http://honestlywtf.com/diy/diy-peter-pan-collar/

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t h e f i r s t

I’ve never been the type of girl to make the first move. This has nothing to do with archaic notions of gender roles or me playing “hard to get”; it is simply due to my enduring belief that no one could possibly be interested in me in that way. Don’t get me wrong; I am generally socially successful (if sometimes a tad awkward) in most situations, and feel that I am an acceptable human being with something to offer the world (hurrah for relatively high self-esteem!), but I still somehow manage to doubt that the sum of my attributes equals a quality human being capable of a successful, meaningful and long lasting relationship.

It is perhaps a tired metaphor (I don’t know, for I don’t actually read that many blogs), but I feel the same way about blogging. There are so many fish in the internet sea; why dive in to the already overcrowded waters? How can I possibly expect to get noticed, to be heard?

I suppose it doesn’t really matter whether or not anybody reads this. It would be exciting if they did, kind of like going out to a bar and having an attractive member of the opposite sex initiate some meaningful yet innocent eye contact. But I’m not looking for anything serious. I don’t need any flirtations, phone numbers or waiting three days to get a call; right now it’s all about having the guts to throw on a nice frock, head on out and meet that gaze from that attractive fellow.

The idea of a blog is an attractive one, but I don’t want to kill the romance by taking things too far in my head and worrying about the unforeseeable future. I'm not going to look at that guy and start stressing over how we are ever going to manage paying off that mortgage and put all of our kids through college, or fretting over whether or not he will still find me sexually attractive when I enter my forties. No. All I’m doing right now is having a look around the bar and seeing what’s out there.

I’m doing this for myself. This is all about me getting to know me, being happy with myself before looking to be happy within the comfortable confines of a committed relationship. I want to explore and refine my writing so that I can figure out if I can write for a living. Hopefully the mere possibility of some kind of audience will help keep my writing purposeful and professional. I guess this is kind of like taking that final look in the mirror before leaving the house.

Perhaps there is potential for a future here. Perhaps one day this blog will serve as a writing portfolio for prospective employers, or as a forum for debate and discussion. Perhaps all it will be is a bit of witty banter and casual, short-lived fun; a no strings attached flirtation with writing. But for now it is simply for me. I’m primping my outfit and hitting the town. However, if you happen to find yourself reading this, dear reader, feel free to have a look and leave salutations, comments, or (if you find what you see of particular interest) a napkin with your phone number.