I’m in Egypt this week! I haven’t had time to write a lot of posts in November due to work obligations and planned trips. So while I’m away, why not catch up on some of my favorite posts that you might have missed? I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving 🙂 xoxo Rosie
Happy blogiversary to me – I’m celebrating 4 years of Rosie Culture! (Well the real day is somewhere between October 20 and 30th but idk). I’m going to give you a brief background history even though I know a lot of you have heard it all before.
I started this blog as a school project for my New Media concentration and it was all about relationships and initially called Hookup Culture. I was a couple months out of a break up and I was with my ex for four years. It was a really nasty break up that left me with a lot of questions that never really got answered. I was thrown head first into single college life and was just trying to navigate it. Now I’m just trying to navigate in a relationship post grad life and I’ve pretty much learned that no matter what stage of life you’re in, there will always be more questions than answers.
On my first blogiversary post I stated that I had 163 followers on WordPress, over 300 likes on Facebook, and 400 followers on Twitter. Now I have almost 3,000 followers on WordPress, over 600 likes on Facebook, and over 1,000 followers on Twitter. Oh yeah and everyone’s become obsessed with this little thing called Instagram that I’ve put A LOT of time in to grow to almost 7,000 followers.
Thank you to everyone and anyone who has read my blog whether this is your first time and you’re like what the heck is this girl talking about, or if you’ve been here all four years (have you? if you have you need to comment here), or if you’ve been here just a few months! This community has gotten me through a lot and I’ve learned a lot about myself along the way, it’s weird to read back and see how much I’ve grown. I’m going to give you 10 fun facts about me in honor of this blogiversary and I hope that you will comment with a fun fact about yourself 🙂
My real name is Roisin, if you’re from Europe you probably don’t think this is weird but in America it’s pretty weird.
I have a pet leopard gecko named Lucy and a doggo named Kaya.
I lived in both Pennsylvania and Georgia when I was around 4 years old and under, but I’ve basically lived in New Jersey my whole entire life.
I’m a Delta Phi Epsilon Alumna.
I love to dye my hair. My hair has been purple, blue, pink, brown, red, blonde, black, and green! I’m a natural brunette but honestly don’t know what my natural hair color looks like.
I like iced coffee or I like lukewarm coffee. Never hot coffee!
I really like cheesy YA novels, especially if they include vampires.
My favorite colors are pink and black – they’ve always been included on my blog even as my themes change.
I love piercings, I have 6 right now but at my peak I had about 9.
I have a hard time listening to new music, I’m an emo kid at heart and my whole Itunes library is just pop punk from the 2000’s.
Thank you all again for joining me on this journey, leave a fun fact about you below 🙂
When I think “blogger” I think of peppy, well dressed women with perfect hair and perfect lives. I think of people who aren’t afraid to network, talk on their Instagram stories, and go after what they want. I think of people who love making new friends and being surrounded by constant interaction.
Yet, I’m a blogger and none of those things describe me. I don’t think there are a lot of introverted bloggers out there. I don’t have a perfect life (but that’s kind of the purpose of this blog). I don’t like networking and it sounds awful but I don’t like making new friends.
I’ve forced myself out of my comfort zone a lot by being a blogger. In some ways, I think it’s been very helpful. I’ve built up the courage to speak to my audience and I’ve made connections with a lot of people. Even though it makes me uncomfortable, it’s all part of my mission. I just want to help and relate to people and I can’t just write things down and then hole up and not respond to those people I’m trying to reach.
It’s taken me years as a blogger to do things that some people are just naturally good at. When I first started blogging, I was vulnerable on my posts but that was when only 100 people were reading. Now I have to force myself to open up a little more and not care about the consequence. I write about doubting my relationship, job, life, and friends – things everyone in my personal life can read and judge me on. But it helps other people, so I’m going to keep pushing myself to do it.
When I started influencing on my Instagram, I had to first come to terms with the fact that not everyone is going to like my content. I don’t have the same perfection as other bloggers. I just started speaking on my Instagram stories a few months ago and just a few weeks ago I started sharing personal struggles in my Instagram captions. But I see people relate and it keeps me going.
It’s hard to be an introverted blogger – I have to push myself outside my box while still maintaining who I am. I’ve thought about stopping many times before, but it’s helping me better myself and introducing me to such wonderful people. What more could I ask for?
I just purged my closet. I gathered up at least 50% of the clothes I had and donated them. It seems a little drastic, but it needed to be done. I just don’t feel like myself anymore, I don’t even know who that person is.
I’ve gotten so caught up in so many webs. I’m tied to the version of myself that works a 9-5 job, the version of myself that is a friendly blogger, the version of myself that is a punk pop dork, the version of myself that kind of hates everyone, the version of myself that is a perfect girlfriend and dog mom, and the version of myself that just wants to lay in bed all day.
How can one person be pulled in so many different directions?
I looked at my closet and realized I didn’t identify with any of the clothing in there. I bought them because they’re work appropriate or because I see all the girls on Instagram wearing them. And then hidden inside were a few pieces that really felt like me and that just seemed wrong. Even if I’m going to be pulled in all of those directions, I can at least have a common thread.
So I bought a bunch of second hand clothes that felt like me (most of them in the color black…) and I’m starting fresh to find myself again. I have to admit I’ve been in an appearance slump for a while. I thought about drastically changing my hair, I’ve gone to the gym a lot more, but nothing was really hitting the spot for me. I also have to admit that I’ve been watching a lot of Queer Eye lately which has inspired me to stop being so hard on myself and to just try to love myself. Even if I have a thousand versions of me, I have to love my core.