Sunday, July 22, 2012

Fitting In

As I have written here before, I tend to stand out. This is not anything intentional on my part, in that I do not dress to shock or make a statement. I have always said that if I were ever to stop standing out, I would be okay with that, would still dress the way I do, because it's not about any of that.

Over the last several months, I've realized I meant what I always said. Because here in New Orleans? I don't stand out. In my purple dress and my purple parasol, I was told once that "that's an awesome outfit, ma'am" and in my black lace camisole carrying my black lace parasol, I had a little boy inform me that he loved my umbrella. And the rest of the time... I just fade into the scenery.

I am more colorful than some. Not nearly as colorful as others. Mostly, though, I am just me. For the first time in my life, for the first time anywhere ~ I am just me. The Boston Pobble. And I am infinitely okay with this.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.


William Dameron said...

Awesome! It took me a long time to figure out, "just being you" is the only way to be.

BostonPobble said...

Bill ~ It is, indeed. And to find a place where others accept you as much as you accept yourself, well, that's another blessing altogether. :)