Wearing: StalkBuyLove Halcyon Jumpsuit, Topshop Sneakers
I am stuck at a transition period in life where I have no clue what I need to do next to make life happen. I would prefer if somebody handed me an atlas that pointed to the right direction that I should go on. But without anything magical as that, I feel I am stuck in the moment trying to make it through each day as they come. Yet as hopeful as I am, I keep wondering ‘what’s next’. What is it about us that make us prone to stick to the known? We wrap an invisible bubble of comfort around us and if the seemingly bubble bursts, we find ourselves in a fix. I thought I knew what I needed to do but now I’m not so sure. Do we ever really know or is it just our heads seeking comfort to keep aside the thoughts of the unforeseen future.
This long prelude is quite fitting when it comes to me and my clothes. Experimentation is hardly my forte and I stick with what I know. Like I knew for years that jumpsuit is something to be avoided. Everyone around me had at least one of these yet I never invested in one thinking it a potent fail for my figure. But beliefs do change as well as our ability to look beyond the seemingly obvious. So taking a leap of faith I got myself this one sometime around December last year. And though it is hard to confess, with all my jabbering on body positivity there are times when I too feel low and uninspired. Social media can sometimes contribute to pushing you down to the bottom instead of uplifting you. However positive a person you can be there shall always be some periods in your lifetime when you do not really feel great about yourself. And it’s okay too as life is all about the ups and downs. They are like these mini transitory phases when you take a seat back and assess yourself. Days when I feel I am about to finally reach the bottom of this abyss or perhaps mid way there, I look for inspiration and encouragement reading on body positivity, female empowerment or anything hilarious that serve as a mood booster. However, such rare days aside, mostly I am thankful for this body and the life I live.
For a first timer, I am impressed with the fact that jumpsuits a powerful statement make. Prior to owning one, I had only been acquainted with it as seen on other women. But believe me when you try something for yourself, you really know. I love the way that you can slip into it so easily without a worry except perhaps for when you need to attend the restrooms. But that unsightly problem aside, these are just right for someone like me who takes just about ten minutes to get ready daily and do not enjoy any fuss before heading out the door. Now I see what my wardrobe has been missing so long. As I started to dress up, I glimpsed at my white sneakers ever so ready to run with me, and I knew I had to wear it instead of the heels that I had picked out earlier. And must I say, when it comes to sneakers and heels, it can be a no-brained as almost always its the former rather than the later. Then there I was dressed in all black, white sneakers trailing through a wilting shrub land in 40 degree heat and humidity somewhere in the heart of Bengal. I walked to and fro between the tripod and the dying plants with a drippy face and quite a bit of stamping and clapping around to keep any snakes at bay for an hour and a half before finally finishing with the shoot. And then I trailed back through the same wild route, back home to my room where it all had began a few hours ago.
In the end we always make it back to where it all began. Transitions are unavoidable and it is time that I embrace mine as I hope to be pleasantly surprised in a good way if not the other way round. Hopefully my present concerns shall end in a better prospect and then I can be back to being at home with the current situation and put another bubble around me hoping it never bursts but then it shall as it does always.