Can your life change in 6 months?
Oh yes, it can.
This shooting happened several months ago, in a very tiring and unusually hot afternoon: I needed a nice backdrop for the outfit that would – even remotely – recall the temples on the skirt. I was satisfied with the results, but ended up using another set of pictures (see it here http://ladyviolante.com/2014/05/15/oh-how-the-mighty-fall-in-love/ ).
Now, these pictures look so alien to me – it’s like looking at another person.
I should really start counting time from October 2013: that’s when I had a motorbike accident resulting in two fingers broken, a surgery and over 40 days of wearing a cast. That was without doubt the lowest point of all: while at first I thought it was not a big deal, it turned out to be tiring, painful and frustrating, and also quite depressing. There is a photo of me and my brother Nic on instagram, where I am basically hiding behind him: such posture only meant I was retreating into myself, being uncharacteristically shy. It sounds normal now: I was on top of my game when I (literally) went onto the ground. How could I expect to remain my happy self?
So, as I’m not the one to be satisfied with only one problem, I decided to have my braces fitted at my age. So not only I had health issues and constant visits to the doctor, I also became “Ugly Betty” overnight. 😀
December came, the cast went off, but other issues were waiting: friends leaving, even friends dying, work overload, decorating a new apartment… New Year came, and something in me decided that change was going to come.
With my braces, the first effect was to have difficulties while eating – which lead me to the beginning of a big weight loss. Simultaneously, my whole posture and attitude have shifted. New friends arrived, enriching my life in so many ways. The idea of this blog was conceived timidly out of love/friendship of a very special guy. I even changed my hair color: from golden blonde to a strawberry, almost brunette-streaked dark blonde – and everyone knows that when a woman changes her hair, she has changed or feels the need to.
A very dear friend described it best: “your carefree, smiley, happy-go-lucky self blossomed”. Or, in other words, I learned again to have fun.
The idea of a blog was very foreign to me. For starters, I am not your typical blogger: I’m not a model, I have a very defined style that regardless of the direction it takes, always remains ladylike and (horror!) classical, and I was always a very private person. Yet it appealed like no other: I always loved fashion, but honestly, my change of dress size meant endless new possibilities, and above all – going out of my comfort zone. I have noticed mostly positive reactions, defining me “different” (even when that meant “plus size”, a term which I loath, it was still something new) but I’ve also received a big wave of negativity. I was never the one to pay attention to haters or negative people, so I will not dwell on it – but I’ve learned a valuable lesson: friends who love you will always want you to become the best version of yourself. Those who are not really your friends will use any means available to bring you and your enthusiasm down. So thank you, my dear haters, I have learned who my friends are, and have eliminated toxic waste in the process. 😀
My IG followers were growing, and one thing was clear: I was receiving wonderful response mostly from foreign countries. It might be because I chose to write in English (but worry not my fellow Italians: I am thinking of including an Italian version of the blog come September) but mostly it has something to do with women sending me emails full of happy thoughts for finally seeing a “normal” woman wearing Vogue-featured clothes.
I am very grateful for all the people who have entered my life in the last 10 months: they have empowered me, enriched me, have given me courage to go beyond my limits and constantly push me to be the best myself I can be.
Thank you for your love, for your everyday messages, phone calls, emails, or simply your smiles. I am smiling because of you.
I saw these photos a few days ago and the one I prefer is this, where I’m smiling. It is rare, it is awkward because of the braces, but it reflects the new me. Everything that kills me, makes me feel alive!
Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I’ve been, I’ve been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We’ll be counting stars
#ootd here: skirt and top Dolce & Gabbana, shoes Tom Ford