My name is Ang and I love me a good blog. I love looking into the lives of pretty people and their perfectly perfect lives.
But here’s the problem. Perfection is and never will be an attainable thing. And the downside of stalking beauty, fashion, lifestyle and food blogs is the inevitable feeling of inadequacy that follows when you realize your life does not include the following:
- Weekend getaways on your yacht
- Shoes that cost more than your rent
- A hot photographer boyfriend whose main thrill in life is to snap a picture of you mid-laugh on a beach
- 0% body fat
- A closet that reads like a Nordstrom catalog
- A credit card with no spending limit
It’s pretty safe to say that this is not my life. Not even close. But, I take comfort in knowing that I’m not the only one who falls short of the lifestyle blogger picture of perfection. Like many other 30-year-olds (yikes), I have a credit card that despises me, an unhealthy obsession with glitter and unicorns, a love/hate relationship with bread and sugary lattes and—horror of horrors—a left hand that is not sporting a wedding ring. So, what’s a girl to do? Write about it.
This blog is my attempt to keep it real and share the life that I live on the daily. The good, the bad and the oh-so-awkward.
And guess what? I’m still fancy.