WHAT ARE YOU EVEN BLOGGING ABOUT?

I thought I would forego the usual collage today and maybe talk about this clever and thought-provoking piece of subway art (I found via pinterest) instead. I blog because I'm not a good rapper. in truth, it made me wonder if perhaps I might be a better rapper than I am a blogger. after a few attempts, I came to the conclusion that I do not possess the magical swag that is necessary to become a rap-star. first of all, I don't talk fast enough. and when I try, I tend to slur all of my words and it's hard to make sense of it all. second, I don't have any tragic life stories, and third, I prefer to stay far far away from all forms of politics and other strong opinions. and not just in this space, but in my life space, as well. but is blogging really so different from rapping? both have to be interesting, otherwise it is a waste of the audience's time. is my lack of life experience and my inability to comfortably share strong opinions hindering me as a blogger? maybe. all of these thoughts were running through my head during the trek from our quaint little island to the beautiful prairies of canada. and because there were several long hours from take off to touch down, my thoughts sort of ran away from me. I started wondering what I'm even really blogging about. please, excuse my mixtures of metaphors. 

perusing several interviews with other more successful bloggers than myself, their advice shares a few commonalities. it  usually goes as follows ::

001 :: be patient.

002 :: be true to yourself.

003 :: focus your writing to your audience.

these three things seem relatively simple. but with one of these, I struggle. number three is anything but simple for me. I think this is partially due to inexperience, which is typical when you're just 4 months into anything, and partially do to the fact that I have so many interests. I write about crafts because I feel like creating things and I write about fashion because I saw a style that I liked and I write about my wonderful life with mitch because I love living it everyday. but one thing all of this is not is focused. with that being said, I hope you bare with me on this journey of finding myself. which is really my whole purpose for blogging, I guess. maybe at the end of the day, that's what I'm blogging about. and as time goes on and I grow a metaphorical foot or two and I become more experienced, all the kinks will sort of wiggle themselves out. if not, then this space will continue to be the hodgepodge of fashion and food and crafts and lifestyle that it currently is. 

so I guess I'm mostly wanting to say thanks. thanks for reading this space, even though I write about whatever I want and it's a mess sometimes. thanks for being patient with me as I find myself. thanks for enduring my countless pictures of palm trees and azure waters. thanks for following me. and in return, I'll try to tie this spot up a little neater.

on a lighter note, I experience so many kindnesses every time I fly. here are a few from my trip north ::

001 :: after snoozing through the drink service, the flight attendant brought me a morning diet coke anyway. I don't think he grasped how truly appreciative I was.

002 :: when I missed my flight because my plane out of miami was delayed, my dad spent hours trying to reroute me when he could have been doing a hundred other important things. dads are the best...especially mine.

003 :: because I get easily lost in airports despite the signs (does anyone else have this problem?!), I frequently have to ask for directions. only one person looked annoyed by my request today, which is pretty good odds since I pretty much have to have someone hold my hand throughout the terminal.

004 :: after coming to terms with the fact that I would have to spend another night in an airport due to delays, my sweet husband booked me a room at a hotel nearby despite my protestation (we are trying to be thrifty). he's too good to me. quite frankly, I don't deserve him.

I hope y'all are all having an amazing wednesday, thus far! 

love, arielle

**photo found via randomitis