Getting A Little More Personal

I’ve been blogging since 2004—which seems crazy. I was a freshman in high school without much to talk about other than going to shows, summer plans and friends. I was a little too personal in my posts—most blogs or “online journals” seemed to be at that point. But as the internet realized there were more people reading than just best friends and as I grew up a bit, things got a little more reserved in my posts. Blogger came out as I entered college and I started sharing my Top 5s of the week, furniture hacks and general musings without all the messy stuff. When I graduated from college, my blog posts became more of a portfolio — I wanted to become a stylist or designer someday so I wanted my blog to reflect that. I became more and more aware of what was in my content. As a magazine editor and later Design*Sponge editor, my voice had become even more refined to the audience.

None of this is bad. When I go to my favorite sites, I’m not ever missing the designer’s hashing of their top 5 breakfast foods and what they’re doing later that day. Some things are cool to leave for IG stories or for real life friends. But looking through my posts on this blog over the last 2.5 years, I realize that I left a lot out. Like, hello, the birth of our daughter 18 months ago. Or more personal accounts on how or why we chose to do things in our home. Or just family/work moments that I want to remember even if readers aren’t necessarily dying to know.

I haven’t found the balance of sharing our budget-friendly home projects alongside of our real life moments but I’m hoping to. Because when I look back on owning this house, what will have been truly important to document is how we lived here.