Sometimes…
Something happens…
At just the right moment…
That one second before or one second later…
You wouldn’t have heard or seen something…
That makes an impact.
Yesterday, I left my office and went to the kitchen…
To get a glass of Topo Chico (bottled mineral water from Mexico
While I sliced a wedge of lime…
I glanced up at the TV which had been left on from earlier that morning…
And caught Dianne von Furstenburg on the Nate Berkus show.
Wow, though obviously she's been around, I haven’t seen her for a while.
I remember her from the early ‘70’s…
When she introduced her infamous jersey knitted “wrap dress”…
Along with her equally infamous comment…
“Feel like a woman, wear a dress.”
That remark back then was controversial because…
The women’s movement was also redefining women’s persona…
By telling them to burn their bras. (I nev
But I did have a “wrap dress,” though not an original of hers…
Mine was a knockoff, that never quite stayed tied…
Anyway…
Pouring the mineral water into the glass…
I looked up just as Diane said, “It’s a big waste of time to be insecure.”
That comment, just like her “wrap dress”…
Though simple, made quite an impact, at least to me.
How much time have I spent in useless wondering?
Has insecurity stymied me?
If insecurity wasn’t a player in my life, where would I be now?
What about you?
Is insecurity a player in your life?
And if so, how do you deal with it?
Always, Em-Musing
2 comments:
Funny when I was younger I was never insecure. I had the world by the cahonez and thought life was a playground.
Now, I've done a complete 180. I'm insecure over the least little things. Hate it. I wish someone would invent a time machine so I could go back.
Hi, cutie! Whoa, yes, it is. It is it is it is. I'm not so much insecure as a person, but as a writer I am. I just came out of my writers cave doing total rewrites, and my stomach churned. I felt so sick. Still fighting it.
The question is, will they like it? I don't want to promote an embarrassing book, so hopefully I can make necessary changes once it goes through the pro's hands! ;0)
♥.•*¨Elizabeth¨*•.♥
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