You

DSC_1623.JPGAnd just like that, three generations of pink cardigans walked North on Normandie Ave. This strange sense of timing and placement washed my mind as I continued along the sidewalk. The randomness of people shuffling by felt oddly calculated. I have no idea who they were or where they were headed but visually I was completing some strange image. Somedays remind you more than others of your very presence in this world. Impact. Moments happen for a reason. And I suppose today I needed an extra reminder. I wandered back to my apartment with my head dizzy from thinking. I seemed to be repeating “this guy.” This guy. This guy. And I don’t know if it’s my Midwestern accent or a momentary sore throat, but it started to sound like “the sky.” The sky. The sky. This color calming intuition. The blue above reminds me of you. The result: this poem.

xoxo,

Mute Style

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Wake Up

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I cannot bite my tongue to the importance of body image and self acceptance. I remember so vividly the insults that were spewed in middle school hallways and gym locker rooms. I was lanky and odd and out of place. To my dismay others wouldn’t let me forget. Continue reading

Merch Girl

I have spent my week stiching together DIY merchandise for my musically gifted friend Enny Owl. From designing to needle work, the process to utilize fashion for support has been such a fun task. It’s crazy to look back on all of the memories that have lead us to Los Angeles together. Creative photoshoots and song sessions flash by alongside open mics and studio recordings. It’s truly insane how life works out. Continue reading

Pink Cheeks

 

I was blissfully nostalgic when I returned home for the weekend and found myself outside.  I climbed into the recently repurposed fort swinging like a monkey. My hair in my face, wind rustling the leaves, full on jungle girl. I mean things were so ah, wonderful. But my mind was clogged and my pink cheeks flushed.

The thought of someone finding me with my legs jutting from the rafters pulled me to the reality of a wall calendar announcing that another birthday had passed.

Embarrassment.

A silly concept bouncing around in our minds that blocks true joy. I should be inside watching the latest celebrity gossip. I should be sipping mimosas and reading poetry to find relaxation. I should be testing out eye creams and age defying vitamins. Oh my, why limit myself? I could have simply wandered to the backyard and reminisced, but something within me activated and sang, “You are still young!”  The plywood and lounge chairs can attest to my smile. The art of living with appreciation. The things and people we allow into our lives should be celebrated with the upmost enthusiasm; same with the choices we make unflinchingly.

People grow up embarrassed by the braces glued to their teeth, their favorite striped socks and sandals combo, for admitting to love “Twilight” or enjoying a splash of hot sauce with their veggies. Instead be proud!

Hanging upside down, I felt free. Pursing happiness is currently an act of defiance in our society. Well, call me a rebel.

Chat Latter,

Mute Style

p.s. Here is my weekly vlog! I had the joy of discovering some wonderful independent publications Grunge ‘n’ Art and The Messy Heads. Reading up on positivity and creativity shaping the lives of others, echoes all that I strive for on this blog. It makes me happy to see others sending a good message. Also notable, my senior thesis presentation went well. I turned 22. And I later took a nap in the same fort I called my play palace. Hope everyone has had a lovely Monday.

 

 

Inspiration Intellect

What is inspiration and more importantly how do you capture it? For me, inspiration is hidden in the dandelion side-walk and the hum of cicadas. It is caught in the melody and shared in a snapshot. Ah, inspiration. It is in an activist art project such as Molly Gochman’s #redsandproject. It is in Kamala Markandaya’s sweet words required for class. Empathy. Understanding. Swapping traditional recipes with your international friends. Helping others with their assignments. Going outside to appreciate the beautiful migrating flocks stream through the sky and the tickle of grass blades. Freeing yourself from expectation. Sharing ideas and letting your mind wander. Inspiration is there waiting; be brave and grasp it.

XOXO,

Mute Style

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