Hello, it’s me Bad to the Blonde. Faux real. Surprisingly, I’ve been working on my inner sailor from perhaps my past life and trying not to swear so much. I’m also working on becoming a faux (in place of the “f-word”) yes, yes-sure, for sure, for fucking sure, type of person. Instead of a faux no. I’m funny! Get it? Thought so. If you’ve read this far then it seems like you see where this is going. Almost kept it clean for once, girl. (Side note: I love talking in third person.)
So wear am I going with this? (Pun intended.) One of my favorite fabrics is faux leather (or pleather like the Midwest people call it) and it makes up half of my closet as a wardrobe staple.
Will we ever be for sure in big life decisions? Doubtful. Most of us are not set-up for success. We have to fake it until we make it. Fail miserably. Feel embarrassed. Or defeated. Hell, rock bottom sometimes isn’t rock bottom. I believe success is something earned, searched for, tried and trialed, and not given to you. Get the faux up! Because if you, personally, didn’t earn it, then that success isn’t yours. Brutal honesty, is a great trait that I am proud to have.
In this situation I will keep this short. I don’t know how to be for sure. But I do know how to dress like it. The only way to be for sure in this life is to literally faux-ing go for it. You can’t fake your way through anything. Unless it’s your outfit, then go faux. There’s no satisfaction in that unless no animals were harmed in the making. Always keep it faux. For faux sake.
Stay tuned, my blonde friends and followers. Exciting news to come!
CUSTOM HAT FROM TWO BAKED BUNS, MISS CHEVIOUS LACE TANK FROM DILLARD’S, FAUX LEATHER LEGGINGS FROM EXPRESS, PATENT FAUX LEATHER BOOTS FROM ALDO, BLANK NYC EMBROIDERED MOTO JACKET
Be classy, sassy and a bit bad assy.