and the big news
I’ve been really debating this. I mean, really debating it for a while now.
I started this blog originally to showcase DIY projects and have it become a source of creativity for me. I’ve worked hard to get it to where it is. I’m thankful for everyone that reads my blog and comments.
But, after a year of blogging the wrong way, I’ve decided I need to take a step back, get a new perspective on things, and start a blog new. Fresh, and clean. Taking the knowledge I now know and applying it to something better. Something more.. me.
I’ve realized looking back on this blog that maybe 60% of it is actually me. I censor myself a lot, knowing that old co-workers, family members, and co-workers of people in my life read this. While that’s all fine and dandy, I use it as an excuse to censor myself. I don’t say completely what’s on my mind for fear of someone else getting the backlash of my ranting-raving-lunatic ways. I couldn’t care less what someone says about me, but I don’t like instilling worry or fear in someone else because of things I’ve said.
If there’s a few truths that can be said about me, one of them is that I’m a sarcastic asshole. I don’t take myself too seriously, and love to turn most things around into a story involving me thinking “wtf” in my head. These stories need to get typed out, I need to be able to express myself without worrying who might be reading it.
I can say with the utmost of confidence that I have, and will always remain true to myself. I am, me. I always will be. I’ve never let someones opinion falter who I am. Why should I start now? Pretending doesn’t look good on me.
I’ve had journals, blogs, and other creative writing outlets for years now. I can’t promise I’m going to talk about being a stay at home mom, cause shit I don’t have any kids. I can’t promise you I’ll talk about my latest and greatest diet or exercise routine, because fuck no I don’t diet and I exercise when I feel like it. I also can’t promise you I’ll do outfit posts and lie about what my apartment looks like. I hate cleaning, and I don’t exactly design my apartment for photo ops. My outfits? Constantly black and often the same sweater multiple times in a week. What I can promise you is this next blog is going to be me. 100% from inside my shitfilled brain right to my fingertips for all to enjoy, or cringe at. And probably a lot of curse words.
I’m not going to leave a breadcrumb trail for you to follow, I’m going to be gone. The blogs I follow and read I’ll still comment on with my new name, but if you want to know which direction I’ve headed in, shoot me an email at missmarieomarie (at) gmail (dot) com. I’ll be more than happy to let you in on where I am. If you don’t like email, that’s fine, leave a comment and I’ll reach out to you with my new information. I may update this once in a while, because shit I bought the domain name for another year, so why waste my money completely?
I promise not to disappoint. Here’s to bigger, and better things in 2013.
tits out
xo






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Shirt: Marshalls



That picture of Kh and I is one of my new favorites. I mean, how fucking handsome is she? Shit.
We took a freezing stroll over to one of my favorite cemeteries and took a few snapshots. It’s not exactly a well kept secret since it’s right off the freedom trail, but I like it none the less.

