masks of me

Walk into a party, one of those "networking" events, ... anything.  Anything with a bunch of people carrying around nice wallets, fancy business card holders, ohh ohhh maybe even some lanyards with your name on it. 

Yeah.

ARRY SHIN
@ArryinSeattle ----> Sometimes you get to put your Twitter handle on it if the event is one of those cool Social Media ones.
[Insert whatever company hat I'm wearing that day] ---> aka Logic20/20, All Things Wishful, Arry Table, ...  Yea, I got a bunch.

Powerful.  Woman.  Tall power heels - stilettos with pointy toes.  Long lean pants or pencil skirt, structured jacket, maybe even belted.  Big bag - has some studs  decorating it.  Big cocktail jewelry.  My blingy accessory like the infamous Chanel watch.  Big D&G leopard print glasses.  Hair pulled back in a no-nonsense bun.  Powerful handshake.  Don't recognize me, do you? 

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Comfortable.  Chick.  Get home, immediately remove all clothing, shoes, accessories.  Hair into ponytail.  Stretch yoga pants with a loose off-the-shoulder plum colored top.  Take puppy for a walk.  Cook dinner for my family.  Go through mail.  Clean.  Fold laundry.  Silence is golden.  Cuddly.  Recharge.

Hang out in front of my 3 laptops and iPad for the night. 

Yea, that's me too.

Social.  Butterfly.  Love hosting parties and get together.  Love having people over.  Love going out to new bars and restaurants.  Short skirts, party dresses, nylons and garters, playful heels and boots, lots of eye makeup.  Lots. Of. Eye. Makeup.  Always.  Flirtatious with everyone.  Everyone.  Squeals.  Giggles.  Hugs.  Silly.  Extravagant.  Carefree.  Decadent food and drink.  Walk into any place, walk down any street, running into people I know and love.  It's also a part of me.

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Ya gotta know - that all of these persona's are me.  They're all me.  If I didn't get to express myself with these different pieces of me, I think I'd feel stifled, ... dead inside.  I think that's part of growing up and growing into my own - recognizing, embracing, loving all of these pieces that are me.  I'm spending a lot of time being introspective lately - as I'm about to be married!!!  And I'm especially lucky - my fiance doesn't demand or need to be one or two of the parts of me most of the time.  He accepts and embraces all of me - allowing me to flow from me to me to me to me - and loving him more and more and ... more.

Seriously.  I had always dated these guys that seemed to only respond to one or two parts of me.  One guy even said to me, "I really don't like the business/work side of you" ...  how crazy is that?  It sucked having to be "sensitive" and hide the go-getter business loving dreamer and doer in me.  Those relationships always got to be so tiresome, so fast.  Suffocating.  Who can be the happy go lucky hello kitty chick all the time? 

[Puke]

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I know, quite the random post, but I thought you would get some random chuckle out of it at least. 

xo,
Arry