There's been many
posts written lately about burnout,
depression stemming from unrealistic craft projects, perfectly executed parties, even Pinterest envy.
Often all readers see on websites are the finished products,
beautiful images that require hours and hours of editing behind the scenes.
Not the hours of creative time, craft fails, and hot glue gun scars.
Pressure for perfection seems to be mounting.
I feel it even here in my little space (self-induced pressure mind you),
I've been thinking a lot about this lately.
a person quick to judge and express her harsh opinions.
She
really didn't like my spray paint project or
mail party (yes, used the word
garbage)
It was hard to read, but I kept my head up.
It's the risk you take when you put yourself out there, I tell myself.
My parties are real.
I bake my own cakes, make my own cake stands.
I try not to photograph too much of the actual party so we can just enjoy it.
It's never perfect, but it's me.
I have 2 boys, 2 fish, a husband, and a house to care for.
Perfection is not my gold standard.
I love the creative process. I get lost in it.
I love to share my ideas.
I get giddy when I hit publish on a post that I think people will really like.
But I will not compare myself to others.
My parties will never be flawless, fake, or budget busting.
I hope you will not hold yourself to an unreachable level of perfection either.
I hope you craft, bake, or do whatever your passion is
not to please others,
but because you love doing so.
And I promise to do the same.
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