Spending the last 11 months learning about style has taught me a lot about myself. But it also didn’t do a few things. First up? Blogging about style didn’t make me any cooler.
I’ll admit it – I’m always on the lookout for ways to be a little more cool. In fact, I’ve always had a mental list floating around in my mind about things that aren’t and things that are – cool. I’ll keep the list private just in case my “not cool” things happen to be someone’s “cool” things. You never know.
But I was really hoping I’d get a little cooler, more hip, more together by learning about style. Nah – didn’t happen. No one, not one person, came up to me over the course of this experiment to comment on my increasing cool-factor.
So I’m not the coolest girl on the block. But I’ve come to realize that “cool” is what other people might label me as and I’d really rather be the one to define me. I don’t want to work so hard to have someone else maybe or maybe not give me the thumbs up of approval. Eh, too much effort there. And more seriously, it’s not the way life should be lived.
So I didn’t become a super-hip-master but I’m starting to shake the need for that approval from others. Not bad.