I know what you’re thinking – here’s another one of those blogs from a twentysomething girl “just trying to find her place in the world.” Been there, done that. But since this does happen to be my current reality, I’m happily embracing the cliche for all it’s worth.
Where to begin? I’m Michela. I’m 23 and my life is full of contradictions. I have a degree in architecture and great job at the Design Center in Boston. I can make my monthly school loan payments with ease, and still have money leftover for new shoes. I’m often overdressed, and wear high heel booties on the daily. I’ve been told I am poised and elegant, and I worship Kate Middleton and Audrey Hepburn. I have 16 years of formal ballet training and 6 years of drawing lessons under my belt. I’ve traveled the world extensively, and experienced other cultures. I appreciate fine dining, and even went to culinary school for a year myself. I’m a city girl through and through. I love the energy, the lights, the tall buildings, and the people. And finally, possibly the most telling piece of information of all, I once took a “what type of dog would you be?” test and got a Standard Poodle.
But somehow, I still live at home in the suburbs with my parents, and my Dad still makes my lunch every morning. Most week nights I am on the couch in my pajamas, eating cereal, and watching the Real Housewives of New York while sending unattractive Snapchats of myself. I’m awkward and clumsy, despite my deceiving outward appearance. I worry WAY too much about literally everything, and I wear my heart on my sleeve to a fault. I embarrass myself at least once a day. Sometimes I say weird things, or trip over nothing. Have you ever had 1,500 people “boo” you at a pool in Las Vegas for accidentally pushing the waitress into the pool? Didn’t think so. Has your strapless bra ever fallen off while talking with clients? I rest my case. Needless to say, I am single. So, so single. I am the epitome of a hopeless romantic – I believe in true love more than anyone I’ve ever met, even though I’ve never even come close to experiencing it myself. (Rest assured, online dating stories to follow.)
But I’m doing my best. It’s okay to be a little lost right now, because there is so much time left to figure everything out. Sometimes I get nervous and think, oh my gosh – I’m 23. But then I think, oh my gosh – I’m only 23. We’re going to be okay. I like to think I’ve gained some insight through my missteps, and I’ve made some pretty great accomplishments along the way too. I have a great life, countless funny stories, and hopefully it only gets better from here. So stay tuned as I look for an apartment in my beloved Boston, contemplate adult braces, search for that special someone, and try to keep it all together as I take on the next chapter of my life.
As Hannah from Girls once said, “I can’t promise perfection, but I can promise intrigue.”