Look, it’s two versions of me–the GOOP-y perfectly curled hair, put together version, and the real Unabridged Sass version with messy hair and a bright floral dress who goes on terrible dates!
One thing that I am always trying to do is be a better version of myself, I think that’s true in all aspects of my life. But one thing I definitely am not is perfect, and for the longest time I thought that you had to be “perfect” to blog. I mean, look at the Gal Meets Glam girl, The Cupcakes and Cashmere girl, or Amber Fillerup. They have perfectly curated lives and posts… and I think this belief deterred me from blogging, because I was embarrassed. I was embarrassed because well, my life is not perfectly curated and neither am I.
I make mistakes, I eat nutritionist not-recommended kale salads for dinner, I drink too much Starbucks, and I have no romantic prospects. I wear a lot of green, I’m sassy and I have no filter…and I swear I get into an argument with a man (ANY man) at least once a day. It happens.
I don’t brush my hair, I only wear my Fresh Sugar Lip Treatment (you would too if you paid for it!), despite the fact that I have dozens of lipsticks. I’m indecisive, I’m really picky, and I am too damn sassy. I also carry a fake Longchamp with tons of garbage and snacks inside of it, and well, to be honest, that’s just who I am.
I’m going to write about anything my heart pleases, to be honest. But I’ll categorize all of it so you don’t try to understand my messed up thought process. I’ll write about the terrible dates I go on, I’ll write pointed posts about spontaneously running into my ex-boyfriend, kale salads, Taco Bell, and whatever clothing item that I’m absolutely loving.
I’m pretty sure that 99% of the people I know think that I’m not qualified to blog or give advice, but that’s okay. Because I made The Unabridged Sass to present all of you real, genuine, and hilarious insight from a twenty one year old girl just trying figure it all out (while being sassy and kind of annoying). And so, this is The Unabridged Sass, and after trying to run away from having a brand, I have one…it’s me.