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Apr. 14th, 2011 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
llyrafantasyfae After crying my eyes out, and then getting a little kitty cuddle therapy. I tried to make sense out of what was going on exactly in my head and why I was so crazy upset about it.
This is what I came up with. Of course I may just be showing how crazy I really am....
I have no one around here that understand my passion. My husband tolerates it but I am fairly certain he thinks I am odd too. I miss San Diego for that fact. One of my good friends who I absolutely admire lived just down the street, and its where I was introduced to the masquerades and that whole angle of costuming. Out here.. nada... Until Halloween... but mostly its, "oh, she still plays dress up.*sneer*" So when I go to Costume College I am excited to be surrounded by others "like" me. But then I run into my own insecurities.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mandie_rw put it perfectly. Paraphrased only slightly. I haven't got the guts to go talk to a group of costumers who are clearly WAY more fabulous than I will ever hope to be. They all know each other and don't really need another mediocre seamstress around, especially such an awkward, introverted one.
And I don't want to act like everyone is mean and snobbish there. I know they are hanging out with friends that they see maybe once a year, so lots of catch up and what not, not just ignoring. Okay I think I am just rambling but thats what I came up with.
This is what I came up with. Of course I may just be showing how crazy I really am....
I have no one around here that understand my passion. My husband tolerates it but I am fairly certain he thinks I am odd too. I miss San Diego for that fact. One of my good friends who I absolutely admire lived just down the street, and its where I was introduced to the masquerades and that whole angle of costuming. Out here.. nada... Until Halloween... but mostly its, "oh, she still plays dress up.*sneer*" So when I go to Costume College I am excited to be surrounded by others "like" me. But then I run into my own insecurities.
mandie_rw put it perfectly. Paraphrased only slightly. I haven't got the guts to go talk to a group of costumers who are clearly WAY more fabulous than I will ever hope to be. They all know each other and don't really need another mediocre seamstress around, especially such an awkward, introverted one.And I don't want to act like everyone is mean and snobbish there. I know they are hanging out with friends that they see maybe once a year, so lots of catch up and what not, not just ignoring. Okay I think I am just rambling but thats what I came up with.
