Model with the Mostest – Miranda Kerr
Some girls seem to have it all. They may or may not know it themselves, but from an outsiders field of view it’s as if they’ve managed to effortlessly perfect the art of balance (something I struggle with maintaining daily). We’ve all surfed the web, gotten down on ourselves from exposure to all the magnificence everyone else’s lives seem to hold (please know how constructed and occasional it all is), and fixated/obsessed on changing our own to better reflect what we strive for. My personal vices as of late have been web-stalking Miranda Kerr, The Beckham’s, and other such otherworldly, gorgeous working moms/families.
I will be turning 28 this May, and while I hate to admit I’ve become a near thirty-something stereotype, the baby hormone has full-effectively kicked in. It’s gotten to the point where I stare adoringly (bordering on jealousy) at these public figures, trying with all my strength of will to keep my anticipation for my own family within a reasonably measured scale of sanity. While starting a family is not a new concept for me, getting married this fall feels like the first step towards this next chapter of my life. I don’t particularly consider myself a traditionalist (a romantic, of course… just wait until you see the amount of candles I’ll have set up for the ceremony and reception on the big day), but there are a few things I consider sacred. In all reality, there is nothing holding my man and I from diving in full force and taking the kid leap. The incessant planners that we are, there are a few pieces we still feel need to fit into the puzzle before going ahead with it all (getting married in front of our families being one of them). It’s so important to us for both sides of our family to celebrate and enjoy an official tryst, despite our love having nothing to do with all the external party fluff. I want to be able to show my future kids pictures of the intimate day we shared. I want them to know how deeply I hold and value the promises I will be making to my husband-to-be. I want my kids to believe in true love because they witnessed it first hand their entire lives.
While I’m very aware that nothing worth having comes easy, there still seems to be this optical illusion going around that women are thriving at all they do sans sign of sacrifice. Anne-Marie Slaughter just recently wrote an article for the Atlantic called “Why Women Still Can’t Have It All“, a revealing glimpse into her life in politics, it’s rigorous hours, and the major family sacrifices she made to stay on top. In short, she considers the modern-day feminist ideal of “having it all” to be a larger than life myth (the exception being the clever woman who makes and manipulates her own schedule).
With exposure to these glamorously beautiful public families, the commencing preparation and want for my own family, and the highest hopes/dreams for my career, I’m stuck in an analytical mind frame. How do I do/get it all? How do I overcome emotional inconsistency and make everything I want a reality? The only answer it could all ever be is careful planning, strength of character, and patience. Learn and grow, one step at a time.
This is where we re-introduce Miss Miranda Kerr back into the conversation. The girl who from my mind’s eye has it all: doting husband, adorable baby, perfect body, glowing skin, radiant smile, incredible style, thriving career. My admiration for her really has nothing to do with her, but with the happiness she represents, and the hard work that’s apparent she puts in. It’s a poisonous thing to compare yourself to someone else. You will never be them, and they will just as equally never be you. Even if someone is actually better than you in every way, shape and form, they still aren’t you. And that in itself is an incredible strength. You are irreplaceable.
My work requires me to make endless lists of bloggers, writers, and influencers. I spend many mornings and afternoons peeking into seemingly-flawless, showcased lives, where everyone sports designer accessories alongside the dewiest editorial-style airbrush makeup all day long. It makes me feel like I am missing out. It makes me question where I’m at in my life. It turns me into this ridiculous little girl who gazes longingly at all the beautiful older girls, making me wish I could be like one of them when I grow up. And then I remember I too have it all for the stage of my life that I’m at. If anything, I remember that I have more than most, and that I’m ridiculously blessed (and that in all honesty, I’m an idiot for ever letting it get pushed so far back into the depths of my mind). It reminds me of all the sacrifices, hard work, and determination people put in to create something out of nothing for themselves. To stay relevant. To push past what mainstream society says it needs them to be. More than any negative or helpless feeling I might experience as a viewer, I get motivated by their individual and unique quests for perfection on every platform. We crave having it all because it’s so hard to have even just one thing sometimes. When we see others who have found a way of juggling it all with an authentic grin pasted on their face, it’s only natural we’d want to dig deeper for their secret formula.
All that being said, Miranda I love you (but don’t want to be you), and will be aiming sky-high for your awesome yoga body, translucent skin (oxygen facials here I come), modern wardrobe, and darling family. Even if it’s all an illusion, I have to thank you for keeping me on track.
xoxPosted under 514 Outfit Post, Celebrities, editorial, fashion, girl crush, magazine cover, photoshoot, Uncategorized by Robyn