Lately I've been thinking about what I'm going to do when I grow up. It feels silly, and a little bit disappointing, that I'm 24 and still asking that question. When I was younger I just figured by the time I was 24 I'd have a career or something. I figured my life would be like my parents where I'd have my career and spouse all sorted out by my mid-twenties, but it hasn't turned out like that. I'm not disappointed by any means, but the last few years have been spent re-calibrating my understanding of success and what "growing up" really means for me. The other day I thought about what I'd do if I quit blogging. Just stopped. Closed Delightfully Tacky and walked away. It was an interesting thought, not necessarily because I want to do that, but because it made me think about what I really want to do with my life. I got sucked into this amazing world of blogging kind of on accident and it's been an amazing experience, but at times I wonder if it's become something that is distracting me from spending more time figuring out what to do with my life.
dress & shoes/courtesy of modcloth :: belt/tourist shop in Calico,CA :: bandana/thrifted
I think I often have this mindset of wanting to keep my options open and not committing to something big like opening a brick & mortar shop of some kind. I think for now that's probably good because I'm not set on what I want to do, but at some point I'll need to bite the bullet and just commit to doing something. I think I'll know when the right thing comes to me. I knew right away that the Brave was the right thing to go for and I don't want to settle for something that isn't like that.
In the meantime I really want to continue doing things that push me out of my comfort zone. This is one of the main reasons I did open mic, and I think to continue trying this, I'm going to attempt taking Street Style photos in Tacoma. Yesterday there was a girl in the best outfit at the cafe I was sitting in and I was kicking myself for not having my camera (she had the cutest bike too, practically begging to have an outfit photo taken!). Apparently everyone decides to dress super cute as soon as the sun comes out in Tacoma because I saw so many cute outfits walking down 6th ave. Maybe soon I'll try to hang out on the street downtown and snap some outfit shots. So intimidating! I don't know why it's so intimidating, I mean, I'm sure most people would be flattered to have a photo taken of their outfit, not weirded out.