Picky ke?



I went outfit shopping with a friend today, and I can’t even begin to describe how exhausting it was. Not because it wasn’t fun, but because madam was way too picky.

She has this corporate event coming up, and I had kindly offered to go with her to find the perfect outfit. Long story short, my feet are sore and my patience almost followed.

We went from store to store, trying on clothes after clothes, but something was always wrong. The color wasn’t right, the fit wasn’t perfect, or the style was “not giving.” We’d find a dress that was almost it, but somehow it was never the one.

I used to think I was picky until today. Now I know I’m actually chill.

Funny how we sometimes think we’re “too much” or “doing the most,” but when you look around, you’ll realize your too much might just be someone else’s bare minimum.

Dearest reader, so here’s a little reminder to treat yourself with grace and never apologize for being you, your quirks, your standards, and all.

 Anyways, how did your day go?


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