The last couple of years have left me wondering which spice
I am. I struggle with it often.
Am I Sporty Spice?
Am I Scary Spice?
Am I Posh Spice?
I’m certainly not Baby Spice, and I don’t really know what
Ginger Spice was all about. Actually,
it’s amazing I know the Spices at all.
I was definitely too old to follow them.
But, I’ve been trying to find out where I fit.
Am I Sporty Spice? Would Athleta clothes be more my style? I
drool over the Athleta catalog and the fit models. They all look like they completed a kick-ass work-out, and
threw on some really cool clothes.
I would kill to have a body like the Athleta models.
Am I Posh Spice?
Well, posh for me is more similar to Banana Republic. Am I classic and put together? I would
love to feel put together and classic.
Like sometimes you see a woman walking down the street, and you just
know she has her shit together. I
would love to give people the illusion that I have my shit together.
Am I Scary Spice?
Am I the funky chick who wears cool, funky outfits and feels unique and
hip?
Just wait until Fall arrives and I can wear my Athleta
dress, with some cool red patented leather hiking type boots, then I’ll be
Scary-Sporty Spice.
I guess there’s a bit of everything in me. I wonder if other women are the same,
or if they have one particular style.
These days, I am Schlumpy Spice. But even on a good day, I don't think I am any of the Spices. I'm just me. Just as you're just you. Who is awesome. As Judy Garland said, "Be a first-rate version of yourself, not a second-rate version of someone else." You are your own Spice, m'dear.
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