I AM A GIRL. I AM 22. I HAVE A BRACE. LAUGH WITH ME AS I REGALE EMBRACING ANECDOTES ABOUT THE HIGHS AND LOWS OF HAVING A TIN GRIN AT SUCH A DELICATE AGE.

Friday 6 January 2012

MY PHILOSOPHY


A new year. A new start.  The certain “distraction” is no longer distracting and all procrastination is out of the window.
I am a firm believer in fate. That everything happens for a reason. That life is too short.  That every scenario can be accurately captured by a cliché. Or a song lyric. What goes around comes around, wise words Timberlake.


Has somebody ever entered your life for a very short period of time? You blink and you miss him, he’s gone and you don’t . Its as if someone planted them there to serve a purpose, they serve their purpose. On a very pretty, transparent plate. The purpose served: a generous helping of delicious brace confidence.


My brace angst, of which I have honestly documented in my first post:“Eve”, has never properly surfaced. Sure, I am now very aware that most people talk to my teeth. Of course, I cannot ignore one’s first moment of brace acknowledgement.  Yes, the idea of public eating is not attractive... and the reality, extremely unattractive. But, I have adopted a “who cares” attitude.

 If I care, they care. If they care, I have to care. And so it spirals. So... I just don’t care.
To date, this remains a flawless philosophy.
I have been ‘embraced’ for 3 months and, ironically, it has given me a lot of luck. Even a little 'love'. I am straddling two enjoyable jobs. One finds me flirting with the fashion world. The other, involves fluttering my eyelashes at marketing.


It hasn’t killed me and I start 2012 a stronger person, cheers Kayne.

1 comment:

  1. I love your blog! I am about to get my braces in the next few days and would definitely adhere to the same philosophy.

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