Today I just want to be real raw and tell you a little bit about my story.
Growing up, I was told I was short.
The problem is, this always had a negative connotation.
This is where my journey begins.
Once upon a time, my shortness became an insecurity, and with that followed many more. Imagine this one insecurity as a seed. The seed was planted, and the roots grew underneath, solidifying the tree to the ground. The roots that took place underneath the tree represent other insecurities that began to form, causing a foundation based on a wide spectrum of self-hatred. Now because this seed is an unhealthy seed, you can imagine the fruits that are being produced out of this bad boy is only going to be ugly. As long as I accepted the seed and allowed it to take root in me, I would be operating out of a place of fear and insecurity unless the tree and its infected roots were completely pulled out.
Long story short, that stupid tree had to go. It was a strenuous process because a part of me didn't want to let it go. This tree was all I knew and all I had for so much of my life, almost like a source of comfort. But as long as I continued to hold on to this infectious thing, I would never be free. I would never truly live.
First came words, then came power. I believe we're characterized by the conclusions we've made about ourselves. You either become the person you believe and know you are or someone shaped by who the world says you are. The world will give you words, but you're the only one who can give those words power. Isn't that cool? We have the power to breathe life into words. When the world pinpointed all my imperfections, I allowed it to control my behavior. But now I know, insecurity is just wrong security exposed.
I know that was a real condensed snapshot of my story. I can share the extended version another time if you'd like. I guess the point of this post was to share that we all deal with fear and insecurities and this doesn't go to say I don't still struggle from time to time when those past thoughts creep up on me. But it's in those moments we have to stop ourselves and recognize that words carry weight. Everyone has a spirit. Our breath carries power. So the power is in your hands to bring words to life.
And that's how SHORTSCAPE was birthed. Since shortness ceased to be an insecurity in my life, I've become obsessed with this idea of problem solving for the shorter women out there based on my personal experiences. It all comes down to knowing your silhouette, know what you have and don't have, and dress to flatter accordingly. Dress for your body type, not for the trend!! Because there are things you can absolutely own that others will never be able to pull off. And that's what makes personal style so fun and unique.
It's what makes you, well...you.
In fact, I just realized how much this outfit expresses who I am not just in fashion but as a person.
Simple. Black and white. Structural. Without adornment. Straightforward.
**Note: Trouser cuffs have been rolled three times. Top hem has been turned back two times and blind stitched. #SHORTSCAPE