-Nani

The Girl in The Corner

Crumpled in a corner in my mind, bent and twisted in more ways than one is a girl. A scared girl, a sweet girl, a sometimes pessimistic girl, she can be fairly weird at times, and she daydreams a little too much. This girl is different than any other girl you meet, but you often don't get a chance to meet her. In her mind she lives in a world where no one calls her weird, no one hurts her, and she can walk around not having to wonder if the two girls she passed were whispering about her, but only in her mind does that world exist. In this world she has to hide, and she's afraid to care because she always cares too much, afraid to think because she always thinks to much, afraid to fall because no one ever catches her, afraid to trust because its always been broken and scared to smile because she doesn't want to get her hopes up. The world she lives in has hurt her so much that it has turned her into something she is not, a monster. Its the story of The Hulk, but she doesn't turn back. She's stuck as this girl, this rebel, this cruel optimistic person who can't control her emotions, who is sometimes scared to speak because she fears what might escape her mouth. She doesn't know what to do so she just dreams of that one person who can make her smile, who likes her because she's weird and not in spite of it, he loves how much she cares and how much she thinks and he catches her when she falls, fixes her trust and mends her heart. And she just dreams hoping everyday they will meet and she knows that no matter how long  it takes she'll find that person. But for now this girl remains a bystander in her own life because if she ever leaves the corners of my mind the world will tear her apart because there's no room for big-hearted people who hurt to much. You can't be sweet if you live in the real world she heard one day, and that sent her to the corner, and she stays there day and night gathering up the courage to walk amongst the cruel world. She's only a scared girl and I hope one day I can be her again because I hate keeping her in that corner
                                                                         -Nani

The Reason I write

I have thought alot about writing but I always get destracted, thinking what if this isn't what I want it to be, so I do not write in my book, or on paper, or even yhink to write. But the more I try to escape all it does it follow me and I will write my book read classic novels and I am suddenly pulled in again, and I can't help it because I love it. The words of the great people that settle in my mind and sleep in my soul long after the book has been laid to rest on the night stand, and they pull me in and inspire me. And I can't escape these words, but I do not know if I want to. And when I write I am alone, and when I write I am at peace, and when I write I know i'm happy because nothing has ever made me happier. And I love the words that just express literature, and I quote "And now in the sunshine standing still, how beautiful! You are like all wood- flower, and bird, and butterfly, and green leaf, and frond, and little silky-haired monkey high up in the trees." -W.H Hudson, Green mansions. And these words are so beautiful and so different and most people would not understand literature and words spoken like this yet I do. And often I wonder when lost in my thoughts, is it such a burden to have a creative mind? Because often times I feel to much or I may cry harder because everything to me is beautiful and the world is mine when I see it in a more creative way, where I often end up painting my own picture of reality which I have come to find can be one of the most painful things to do. And I hate when everyone is looking at me funny because I understood the exert translated in old english just fine but they had no clue what it said, or when I say my absolute favorite book is Pygmalion and how much I love books writen by Jane Austen and classic tales written by Shakespeare, and they just look at me. And when picking books to read and everyone else has chosen books by children authors or "sex books" and I pick up Jane Eyre they all wonder what must be going through my mind and why would I choose such a title, they would wonder how I would even know of such books? And I walk alone to my table and I would read, and I would get lost in the book and forget what the others are saying, forget the insolence of them and how they insist on reading "childish books" while I am stuck in the mature pages of a classic, old english novel. And I forget the world, and I just read. Lost in the pages of the book and suddenly I am there and I am happy, and then I write and I am even more happy. And during those sweet simple moments I am myself, and I am finally at home in my own house, and the rest is just history, the rest is just peace.
                                                                                       -Nani

Simplicity is the most complex Beauty

Hello, I don't really know what to write about but the topic of simplicity keeps coming to mind. how simple but complex and beautiful the world can be. Nature, the simplest thing made yet you spend hours wondering how it works, the circle of life. You sit watching the dew drops fall from the tree's and the deer run through the fields and the moose drink from the stream and you just watch. Its amazing how you can just watch and all is perfect until something upsets the balance of nature, and the animals won't harm you and the woods are not dangerous until you cause danger. And then the world is transformed into this cruel place where the sweetest person, the girl who loves unconditionally, doesn't get upset and always forgives becomes the mean girl, the dare I say b***h. she was so sweet and now you hate her, but you only have yourself to blame because you made her this way and she tries to stop, she wants to stop, but she can't you changed her identity, The Hulk Effect. It applies to every aspect of nature you tear down the trees and the animals have no place to go so now they run into your backyard only wanting food but you shoot them and now they are instinct and its only your fault. you turned these beautiful woods and sweet animals into something truly ugly, you have killed the simplicity of nature. The same thing you have done to the world you have done to this girl. She was a pessimist, you made her an optimist, but with helping her you also hurt her and yourself because the sweet pessimist is the now the cruel optimist, and you have upset the balance of nature. You have destroyed simplicity and I hope you're happy with yourselves. Thanks for reading I hope I inspired someone.
-Nani

Welcome Address

      Hello this is my first post and all I want to do is simply explain the purpose of my blog. Though the title of my blog is Inspire Beauty it is not a forum for fashion make-up or style tips, though I am a fashionista and love everything having to do with that world, the beauty I want to inspire is the mental beauty. I want to inspire just one person to dream and become more imaginative. there are some days when I will talk about my new issue of vogue that came in the mail, or the girl who wore the church heels to modeling practice, but htis forum is strictly inspiration. I want the shy girl in school to read my blog and grow confident even if its only in her imagination because I must make a confession, I am that shy girl who imagines it being okay oneday and though its not always good to escape reality it is nice sometimes. I want to inspire the smallest person to be the biggest and the pessimist to be the  optimist, I want to bring out the flwas in everyone who reads my blog, because I recently discovered that your flaws are what make you beautiful. So next time you look at yourself you shouldn't ask "whats wrong with me?" you should use your flaws as your muse and create something new because creativity is beautiful and so are you. So, hoping to INSPIRE BEAUTY  in someone i'm signing off my first post, thanks for reading.      
                                        - Nani