Identity Crisis!

Okay first, I love that movie. Seriously if you aren't a Zoolander fan, well I'm not a fan of you. Second, I totally had a "Who am I?" moment after this weekend. I went to Chicago, and quickly realized I am in no way a city girl, but then thought, "wait, am I still midwestern? I think I became a southern girl"

Now, being a southern girl isn't bad. Being a city girl isn't bad either. But I've always considered myself a Midwestern girl until now.

Here's how I came to this fork in the road of identity...

While in Chicago, it didn't take me long at all to realize I'm not a city girl. 1. I like to eat, so I could never wear those really tight dresses they rock (and they all look good in them, but they hide no flaws). 2. I also like to be able to dance without um...."parts" of me showing. Therefore my skirts are long. 3. I like short hair, and extensions are apparently a thing there.

I literally stuck out like a sore thumb in the windy city. I wore vibrant colors and a cotton dress. Which is totally acceptable in August in the South. I also wore flats. Now, I know that I brought that upon myself, but wearing heels and walking 5-6 blocks at a time? No. Not comfortable. I do not have the feet for that.

Also, I like to not have to deal with hair and makeup very much. I love summertime in NC because I get to run some product through my hair and BAM beach waves. Not the case in Chicago.

When I dated a very deep southern boy, shortly after I moved here, I remember him telling me that "people from the north are rude." Being from "the north" I was like "uh no way! we are all nice." However, when most people visit "the north" Fort Wayne, Indiana is generally not on their list of adventures. After living in Raleigh for 4 years, I have now grown accustomed to men holding the door for me, always. People saying "yes ma'am" "thank you ma'am", and just overall courtesy.  That actually does not exist in the city. I don't know why? Maybe everyone is too busy? I'm not sure. I wouldn't chalk it up to rude, but I guess you really do get used to the southern hospitality down here.

I found myself let down by a lot of the eye candy too (which I'm sure they were equally disappointed by me haha!). Hardly any beards! Very few Sperry's. Shorts and an oxford shirt were hard to find. Even my taste in men has morphed!

I feel so torn. Do I accept my new southern lifestyle and embrace the fact that I am slowly but surely becoming a southern girl? Or do I hold on tight to my corn loving midwestern roots? I feel it slipping further away a little more...

....however you will still never catch me eating grits, hunting, or cheering for any NC team. I may be losing my identity, but I will never lose my pride!


and this picture is just for giggles