So last fall, when colored skinny jeans were all the rage, I bought a pair of red skinny jeans.
Up until today, I’ve never been brave enough to wear them.
That sounds so stupid, right? Being scared of wearing skinny jeans?
But I was.
Let me explain.
I’ve never been someone who was outgoing with her fashion choices. I wore a t-shirt and mom jeans. That was about it.
As I grew older and became more concerned with what people thought of me, I just stuck with jeans and a t-shirt because I didn’t want to try anything new and have people think I looked weird.
I know this all probably sounds really strange, and looking back on it, it was.
But when you’re a 13 year old girl who’s insecure and terrified about what people thought of her, wearing something as …’daring’ as red skinny jeans is a huge deal.
As you’re probably figuring out, this story isn’t just about my skinny jeans. It’s about my confidence. *plot twist* 😉
I’ve always thought of myself as too tall.
Too fat.
Too awkward.
Too loud.
Too ugly.
As I study the Bible more and grow in Him, I’m starting to realize that I’m more than my weight or height or clothes.
I am HIS.
I am precious and loved and valued. I also have a pair of red skinny jeans that I happen to like. And even if someone doesn’t like them (which I doubt would happen because they’re cute :P) it doesn’t matter. Because my hope isn’t in what other people think. It’s in Him.
So now, wearing something like a pair of red skinny jeans doesn’t seem that daunting any more.
This morning on my 15th birthday, I finally felt at peace with myself.
And it was wonderful.
can’t wait to see a pic of them fiery jeans
What a material off un-ambiguity and preserveness of precious experiience on the topiic off unpredicted emotions.