|(Squinting due to sub-zero wind chills.)|
Spoils of Wear had a birthday. She's 2. Isn't that precious? Better yet..."cute"? I put "cute" in quotes because that's what people say about it. Always. Depending on the person, I most often take "cute" as a very nice compliment (thank you). But sometimes, from a few people, I wonder if "cute" isn't just a little bit like "fine". And they say "fine" isn't really "fine" at all.
My BFF's husband went through drug rehab back in his younger days, during which they were never able to say they were "fine". "Fine" stood for F'd up, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional. Sheesh. And I thought "fine" literally meant...Fine.
Anyway...back to "cute". Regardless of what folks really mean when they use that word (little, quaint, silly, adorable, ect.), I will agree. This is cute. I, myself, am also...kind of...cute...I guess. And since Spoils of Wear is a reflection of me, that just makes sense. I'm cute. It's cute. Cute, cute, cute.
In 2011, I will be embracing cuteness instead of cowering from it. I will respond to compliments with security and pride instead of shyness and embarrassment. Maybe it's taken me a while to get good at this whole blogging thing (compared to others), but I'm finally ready to own it...
We (the blog and I) are cute. We're good at it. And totally fine with it.
Shirt: TargetBlazer: Macy's
Tights: Old Navy