Last week Emily wrote about her nasty habit of impatience and how it can sometimes interfere with living her best life. This got me thinking about my bad habits. As my husband will tell you I am definitely impatient but what really gets in my way sometimes is my desire to do everything in the best way possible or not do it at all. In short, perfectionism. Being a perfectionist is considered a good thing but it can really stand in my way. Completely ridiculous considering being perfect is a total illusion anyway! 

Last Friday, I almost didn’t post the pictures with the wide leg trousers and scarf because I deemed the outfit “boring” “not original” “not as good as X,Y,Z blogger” etc.  Sometimes I shy away from entertaining (even though I really like to) cause I worry that the food won’t be the best anyone’s ever had or that my apartment isn’t “perfectly” decorated yet.

At it’s core perfectionism is fear I think. Fear of being judged or not being liked or not being the most amazing thing anyone has ever seen. As I get older I try to push through the fear and do things because I like doing them, letting go of results. Perfectionism is just my mind messing with me anyway. Our friends had a great time at the dinner party.