New Year’s Day
The first day of a new year is such a strange and wonderful thing. It feels almost like any other day, but you know that it has begun an entire new set of events that have yet to happen. You look forward with anticipation, hope, resolve, and perhaps even a little bit of fear, yet you also look back with memory, fondness, sadness, and bittersweet longing for things that will never be again.
You feel as though you should do something to begin the year with a head start, but on such a day as this, when there are so many resolutions made and so many things to move into, where do you begin?
For me, the first day of the new year doesn’t really have the fanfare and excitement of other holidays. There are no presents to open, no chocolates or flowers, no church service to attend at dawn; we’ve never had a tradition for this day. It just begins, like any other day, with a quiet sunrise, and suddenly it’s a fresh year that will inevitably fill up before I know where my days went.
This year, though, I am trying to begin my new year in the spirit of improvement, and I am already living a few of my resolutions out. I think perhaps even if there is no huge celebration for the first day of a new year, simply choosing one thing to better yourself that day, and all of the following days, is the perfect way to celebrate the blank slate of the coming days.
Today I am living out a few of my resolutions already; I am already amidst the first week of a Whole30; I’m wearing lipstick; I’m dressed in the retro/vintage look I hope to stick with for at least six months, and I’ve also carried out a resolution I didn’t add to my list: this year, I plan to give over control of the photography in my outfit posts to my husband.
It’s hard for me to admit that he takes better pictures of me than I do, because I have quite the independent streak. But even if you all don’t notice, I see such a huge difference in the photography when he takes the camera over. Of course, a person will likely always take better photos than a tripod and a self-timer, but somehow I felt as though I had to do it by myself. Which is silly, considering most bloggers out there tend to prefer another human to photograph them versus having to take their own pictures.Cardigan, skirt, and belt, thrifted | shirt, tights, and shoes, Target | glasses, c/o Firmoo | headband, modcloth | earrings, gift
And in letting him take over my outfit photography, I am in turn also working on cultivating our relationship. I always feel as though it must be a bother to him whenever I ask him to take my outfit photos, but time and time again he tells me that he likes to do it.
This month I am excited to add to my cultivation of relationships by meeting Myranda, a fellow mama who, funny enough, I only know through my blog (and also Facebook) although I’ve met and known all of her siblings over the last ten years or so. I am so excited to finally meet her. And I’m very excited to finally have a car, so that I can do things like this again!
I hope you all had a wonderful New Year’s Eve and have a wonderful New Year’s Day! Our celebration was incredibly low key (aka, we watched Doctor Who, played Mario, and barely made it past midnight), but today we plan to go out for lunch and see a movie. What are you all doing for the New Year?
Happy Thursday!
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13 Comments
skye
“[M]ost bloggers out there tend to prefer another human to photograph them versus having to take their own pictures.” Interesting! I actually prefer to do my own – it’s an independence thing, as you said. Often I have a very specific vision in mind, and it’s easier to just do everything myself than to try and communicate that to someone else. That said, your husband’s photographs are beautiful. He frames you with love; that’s very clear. And I really like the ones of your feet/calves.
Happy new year!
P.S. You NEED to see Into the Woods. Probably the best stage-to-screen adaptation I’ve seen. 10/10.
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Eccentric Owl
Haha, see, I’m like you; sometimes (most of the time) I prefer to shoot myself because Iknow what I want, but on the other hand sometimes I just can’t get that one shot I need (especially if it’s from above) and I need his help. I’m learning to communicate what I want better these days.
But I feel like every blogger out there (or most bloggers out there) get in a panic when their photographer isn’t around. I’ve read quite a few posts of bloggers despairing how they’ll ever get their photos taken without their friends/husband/boyfriend/girlfriend/whomever.
I think mainly I just felt like somehow it would detract from my blog being a personal blog to have someone else photographing me. Which is not true. It’s still my blog, just with (usually) somewhat better pictures.
OH MY GOODNESS. Into The Woods was SO good. I loved it so much! I’m going to see it again with a friend sometime soon; ugh. Yeah. I can’t even express how much I loved it! And the princes cracked me up SO much.
Elizabeth Murdock
Happy New Year and I love your skirt! xx
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Eccentric Owl
Thank you, Elizabeth!
Angela
Loving the outfit. You look great! I wish you a very happy and amazing new year!
Eccentric Owl
Thank you, Angela! Happy New Year to you as well!
Brigita Dambe
Love how you captured the feeling of the first new years day in your writing! And the picture on your tippi toes is so cute!
Brigita
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Eccentric Owl
Thank you, Brigita!
Sammy Scott
Stunning outfit!
The location and light of these shots are just beautiful 🙂
xox
Hannah
These pictures are just, like, AHH! Though it always seems easier shooting awesome outfits like the one you have on.
-Hannah
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Jessica
This outfit is amazing. I am in love with your hair and totally jealous of your ability to make those kinds of headbands work. Mine always fall off my big head. Also your tight color is a+.
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Sarah
Love your blog! I gave it a little shout out on my blog!
Myranda Walno
I’m excited to meet you too! I guess it is rather odd that you have known all of my siblings for so long but not me…