Monday, 15 July 2013

029 - Jumanji

(Wearing: Truly Madly Deeply halter crop top, Mika and Gala furry coat, Lipstik clogs, Thrifted Levi jeans and fringe leather bag, Assorted jewellery)

This halter top is my current wardrobe holy grail. I bought it a little over a month ago off Urban Outfitters and have been saving it and waiting for the right moment to wear it on the blog. To some, it may not be anything special, to me however it is a completely different story. Firstly, IT'S A CROPPED HALTER NECK. And secondly, THERE ARE ELEPHANTS AND CAMELS AND FISH ON IT. Sorry for the use of capitals but am I effectively conveying my irrational excitement over a top?! And are you sick of my jacket yet? I'm not and I dont think I ever will be. This coat is my life saver in the Australian winter, it keeps me warm and snuggly, whilst also adding that extra level of pizazz to any outfit. Speaking of pizazz, you guys should of seen my outfit that I wore clubbing on Saturday night. In my humble opinion, I was smokin'. I'm definitely going to recreate the outfit for you guys because it needs to be documented. However, fantastic outfit aside, my Saturday night was awful. And this is where the serious text post begins.
For me, socialising and in particular clubbing/partying has always made me incredibly anxious. I'm an anxious person majority of the time (hiding it under my perpetual bitch-face mask) however situations like these tend to get the best of me and are usually out of my control. My hands are shaky as I try to apply my eyeliner, my stomach is in knots and I will experience dizzy spells. To top off the anxiety, there is a social expectation to be fun and to be bubbly. And for most people, this is achieved through the use of alcohol.
I've been a social drinker for close to four years, only being able to dance at parties and properly enjoy myself when I was on the drunker side of tipsy. And I have had some incredible nights with my friends thanks to a little bit of liquid courage. However the weekend just passed has taught me some interesting lessons.
Lesson 1: Do not consume six standard drinks in the space of an hour. Especially on an empty stomach.
Lesson 2: Do not continue to drink when you've already had too much.
Lesson 3: Do not wear suede platform heels when you are vomiting drunk.
Lesson 4: Avoid all forms of social media, you will most likely embarrass yourself.
Lesson 5: Do not conform to peer pressure. If you don't feel like consuming alcohol, then don't! Do not let people undermine your self-esteem simply because they don't find you fun or exciting. That is there problem, not yours.

All in all, I don't remember very much of my Saturday night, and thankfully my best friend is the kindest and most generous person I know and took good care of me and got me safely home. I'm undecided in which path I will take, will I stop drinking altogether? Or has this just been a learning curve on the road to being a proper "adult"? 

8 comments:

  1. Okay first off your butt I wanna eat it
    Your boobs I just really want to grab them
    I love this outfit and you

    And Saturday night wasn't our finest nights for the both of us. I think we shouldn't drink as mch as we did step one and step two that night never happened in our books. Lets just do casual drinks from now on not drinking to get drunk

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    1. heheheheh ;)
      you r such a perfect little babe and thank you for being supportive and understanding
      I love u <3 <3

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  2. I LOVE U BB AND U WILL BE MINE TILL DA END OF TIME U R FABULOUS AND MY BESTIE 4 LYF AND OMFG THE PICZ TURNED OUT PERFECT UGH UGH UGH

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    1. NOT AS MUCH AS I LOVE U MY DARLING MAN SERO HOW DID I GET SO LUCKY IN FINDING SOMEONE HAS HANDSOME AND CREATIVE AND PRECIOUS AS YOU?!?!

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    1. thanks hun! your blog is superb!

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