Beautiful. Dirty. Rich.

As much as I like to tell myself that I’m not, I really am creative. I just think that the logical part of me is just much too dominant for me to really express my creativity in any way, shape, or form. In other words, I think too much.

I tell myself that I’m not creative. That I like math. That I like chemistry. That I hate writing. That I hate art. But do I really? When I imagine myself in the future, I cannot picture myself being happy do anything math or science-y. When I picture a future Randi, she is happy doing something fun and artsy. Writing for a magazine. Doing something film related. Concocting crazy recipes. Doing anything in the fashion industry.

I should really embrace my creative side more. Stop suffering through things I’m good at and start doing things I love.

(Source: itsmerandi)