Had such a great, long talk with one of my oldest friends last night (not old as in age, though I did remind her that she’s a whole two months older than me) and at one point she told me, “I love your blog, but you need to stop writing about fashion and start writing about getting hormone pellet injections in your butt every four months.”
I hope she was using that simply as an example, because if I really had to write about nothing but hormone injections, I would quickly run out of things to say (although you might think from the length of my posts that I NEVER run out of things to say). Another friend said to me recently that what I should really write about was how to know when it’s time to tell your friend that she really needs to wax her mustache because when she plays with the little hairs, they start to curl and look really odd (that’s actually a post for a future day). And a reader whom I’ve never met mentioned that I make her laugh but she doesn’t give a hoot about fashion and why don’t I write about something better (although she did then comment that she’d like information on how to wear a belt).
I’ve actually been trying to branch out, away from fashion, telling myself that “style” is a better word because it encompasses so many things. I even changed my tagline at the top of the blog, you may have noticed, from “A Middle Aged Woman’s Journey to Find Fashion and Style” (or something like that; I already forget what it was) to “A Middle Aged Woman’s Journey to Evolving Style and Lifestyle.”
I love writing about random thoughts regarding this time in our lives. But I feel like there’s so much already out there and I’m afraid I can’t compete with other women who are already writing, wonderfully, about life in general. (Like Jenny Lawson; there are no words to describe my jealousy about her brilliance with words. See? I just used the word “words” twice in that last sentence. She would never have done that, damn her.) So I chose “style” as my niche. But you guys tell me you want more, so I’ll try to expand.
If you don’t already know about Jenny Lawson but enjoy peeing your pants with laughter, check her out immediately. I am anxious about sharing her with you because I’m afraid you’ll never come back to reading me, but I’m too good of a person not to share (argh! now I just used the word “share” twice in the same sentence!). So read Jenny Lawson, otherwise know as The Blogess. And look at her tour dates. (Attention local folks: Jenny will be at the Tattered Cover in Denver on Nov. 11! Anyone want to go with me? We can bring an extra bag to put our change of clothes in for after we pee.)
My dilemma when it comes to changing my focus a bit is that I actually paid for the domain name “MAWsearchforstyle.” And I don’t want to waste that whole $60 by coming up with a different name and needing a different domain. Also, I already have a gigantic brand presence among my 14 followers and I would hate for them to not be able to locate me if I changed my URL (see how I throw around those internet-y words like a teenager? I am so tech savvy).
Solution? I decided to come up with an acronym for the word “style” that encompasses thoughts about living a happy, passionate, fulfilled and fun-filled life. How about:
MAWsearchforstyle: A Middle Aged Woman’s Journey towards:
- Youthful sex drive
Wow. Not really sure where that came from.
- Yoda-like wisdom
If I knew how to insert emojis here, I’d use the smiley face laughing so hard the tears run down his cheeks. I am not the new-agey type.
Crap. That spells “Help.”
I asked Michael for an S word that describes a happy and fulfilled life. He answered, predictably, “Shit.” Followed by, perhaps less predictably, “Scrotum.” Neither of which are particularly helpful, but thanks, bud.
Speaking of a happy and fulfilled life, why doesn’t the word “style” contain an H and an F? And an L for “laughter,” while we’re at it. (I threw that in to see if you’re paying attention.)
I’m flinging it back to you, people. Send me ideas for words that “style” would make a good acronym for. (I know, don’t end a sentence with a preposition. But you know what? I think that’s something that Jenny Lawson WOULD do. So ha.)