I have never been accused of being a genius. In fact, when I was a child I was labeled by my first grade teacher as being, "slow." Suddenly, I was yanked out of the regular classes and segregated to the, "special room," where I spent a lot of one on one time learning reading, writing, and math. This was okay with me at the time since I received a lot of prizes for my efforts. One included a beautiful unicorn button that I earned for reading a book. I still have this jewel of a button today and have now obligated myself to featuring it an upcoming post. Maybe something regarding unexpected treasures or things I just cannot throw away. Going back to my initial point, I have never been a real go-getter when it comes to academics. However, I believe all of the extra one on one time I received during early childhood enabled me to become the semi accomplished writer I am today. Of course, having a librarian father and a mother who is the ultimate book worm did not hurt either. It's just too bad my mom's math skills never caught on.
Anyway, it turned out I did not have the severe learning disabilities my instructor diagnosed me with. This being stated, sometimes I find myself acting, and pardon my crassness, extremely stupid. On occasion, I believe this kind of behavior happens to everyone. Examples of my own ridiculousness can be found in the smallest of happenings. For instance, the time I could not recognize how to pronounce the word germ when it was written in front of me. Another example would be my inability to figure out how to open a box of frozen waffles without completely destroying the container. Lastly, and of course most infamously, there is the time during which my boyfriend and I were just starting to date that he convinced me he was the mayor of the tiny town we reside in. I still get crap for that one. So why am I admitting all of these embarrassing things now? Well, because now I can add another tally to the list.
I recently started an account on a website called Chictopia in order to help advertise this blog. Upon starting this account I realized all the style pictures I was posting were uploading at a very small size. This was starting to get very frustrating for me until a coworker explained that the reason this was happening was because I was taking all my blog pictures in a horizontal fashion rather than vertically. Slap on the head...VERTICAL!...like the direction a human body stands while wearing an outfit. It seriously never occurred to me to turn the damn camera.
Shirt: Vintage http://www.avienavintage.com/
Jeans: GAP 1969
Heels: Dana Buchman
Necklace: Vintage http://www.avienavintage.com/