It's been about a week since one of the most known names in the fashion blogger industry broke down to tears in a video talking about the struggle of posting in social media and how she pretended to be happy when she actually wasn't feeling that way, in contrary to what she showed on her social profiles. And, you know what? I find it absolutely understandable, and I think by shouting it out loud, Aimee Song helped create a big awareness not only in mental health issues as depression (which, she confessed, was produced by being bullied when she was just a child) but also on how huge it is the way our lives are currently overexposed at the Internet.

Then, after that event, I shot this pictures at our apartment's building terrace where I got to experiment and try different things for a while. Perks of having a remote control and an unhabited terrace on a 12th floor. Things as wearing a, what I personally think is a super, super showy crop top, which I feel super comfortable and confident on, but it's not the kind of thing I would wear on a daily basis without being a bit hesitant. Or smiling at the camera, which you know I rarely do (it just looks pretty forced 99% of the time. I don't know how to smile properly if there's a camera pointing at me, sincerely).

And then I thought of the things I've heard while fashion blogging here, at Something Fashion and all the criticism I had to endure not only while posting online tiny pieces of my daily life, but also when I was younger and started showing my not-so-usual taste in style. Why would I wear red lipstick if it made me look 10 years older. That I needed a pedicure. That I was fat (come on guys, seriously?!). That I was a narcissist and used to look with superiority to every single person on Earth. And suddenly, I realized that I was receiving such critics and attacks because although it was just a little bit, I was posting me on the Internet and that made me an easy target. But it was OK at that time and didn't harm me at all. And it still is! Through the years, I've come to love and know myself at such level that my self-esteem can't be even approached if it's not for positive, constructive critics. I've come to understand that, exposing what I do, what I look like and a little piece of who I am online has some cons, but that they're way less than the pros.

So. What have I learnt in all these years of fashion blogging and exposing a bit of my life online? That I don't have to share anything if I don't feel to, which doesn't mean being fake: means being human, and having the power to share and tell whatever your mood says.