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You either stress insanely about things or, like me, parcel them so deep in your head it takes a claw hammer to get them back out. That said, I’ve been pussyfooting around my ‘health issues’ both on this blog and in my own head more than I should be; if I’m honest I’ve been trying not to think about at all.

Case in point: despite the fact the operation is tomorrow I have spent the last week vainly posting nice photos of myself and even today, I’m considering talking about my new gorgeous purchases from Cocosa.com (a private designer UK sale site, email me for an invitation!) instead of addressing the fact that tomorrow a man (yes a man, huh??) will be investigating why they have suddenly discovered further abnormalities that weren’t there 6 months ago.

So I am going to post some pictures of Lily the new kitten.

See, diversionary tactics.

Kx

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We all know that supposedly that ‘first impressions count’, so we paint a picture of ourselves, whether that’s how we dress for work, for boys, for friends, for our blog readers of how we want others to see us. But first impressions can be deceiving and misleading, as can the first time you meet a person, well, in person.

I’ve spent years painting myself as a tomboy, scruffy, baggy jeans, trainers, no make up, bad hair. But that’s not the whole story; it’s not the whole me, and I think I’m deceiving you, my readers by saying that is all there is.

  • Sometimes I want to be girly and talk about shoes, and clothes and my new extremely hot ‘Michael Kors’ 3.5 inch stiletto heels that scream ‘fuck me’ and how they make me feel like a hot, attractive and sexy GIRL;
  • Sometimes I want to be soppy and talk about how much I loved The Notebook (watched it last night, loved it, especially Ryan Gosling – how did I miss him?) and how I want that kind of romance for myself, but I cant because tomboys don’t do romance; and,
  • Sometimes I want to scream at comments from friends that I’ve become ‘different’ recently, that i’ve changed, that i’m not so shy (no it’s just how you saw and treated me before) .

But this blog has me stuck in a rut. I’ve become my own first impression; and i’m more than that. We are all more than that.

So I’ve decided to post a picture(s) of me, of how I see myself. To take a step towards being more than the scruffy girl I think you all see me as.

But before I do, I wanted to ask the question – how do you see me? and in return how do you think your blog makes people see you?

Kx

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kx