Auntie Nubs took this photo of me the other day at our hotel in Chelsea. I don’t think I even realized that she was taking it and that’s what I like most– the imperfection. I’m missing a sock, my laptop cord is tangled, everything is a little off. And, that’s reality. Being a Virgo, I strive for perfection in my work, but not in myself because there is no such thing. It’s a waste of time. I think it’s true that self acceptance comes with age; it’s a sign of maturity. I noticed that I felt more comfortable in my skin when I hit 25. And, I hope to be fully accepting by 30. And remembering how I felt when I was 20 is slightly embarrassing. It’s a process. I used to hate being short, and I used to hate my freckles. I used to hate that my toes were a bit snaggly from wearing pointy shoes. But, at some point I realized that none of these things were life altering or even that big of a deal. I believe that as long as you’re doing what you love in some capacity every day, the less the little things seem to matter. If you’re happy, it shows. The two people who I really admire for following their passions are Australian Blogger / Fashion Maven Gala Darling and Illustrator / Comic Queen Star St. Germain. Both of these girls love what they do and you can feel it in their work.