Surely you know at least one person in your life who is the pinnacle of fabulousness and yet…he or she would never admit it nor accept the compliments.
They go to great lengths to mask their obvious gifts. Perhaps it’s a burden to be so delicious and divine?
Right now I have a girl crush on a woman who is other-wordly and yet, every time I try to tell her about her remarkable gift at friendship, she bats me away. I suffer from the same problem: I am terrified of admiration.
If you duck rather than wallow in accolades, I’d like to suggest the following:
#1. When someone offers a compliment, accept it gracefully. Do not disagree with his or her opinion of you. A “thank you” and perhaps a little blush (better than powder or cream) is delightful.
#2. Do not mask your obvious gift at easy warmth, accessibility, and positive optimism. Put it out there, wear it on your sleeve, bring oxygen into the room, and infect everyone with your remarkable ability to take adversity and re-frame it as a challenge.
#3. Do not shy away from being “the one.” People, we are not born fabulous. We become fabulous by reading The Essentials of Fabulous (aside: Forgive me. I just couldn’t help myself) and making all the details count — manners, competence, sharp-eyed observation, and a memorable sense of style.
#4. Do not listen to the voice in your head that focuses on the negative rather than your positives. That voice should have been deleted when you were in sixth grade and about to brave the terrifying world of the alphas who ruled the middle school cafeteria (Yo, cafeteria girls! You’re staying late tonight to finish up some work I have.)
#5. Love yourself. Love who you are. Ye olde motivational books would tell you “accept yourself.” I agree but I want you to go even further — love yourself. LOVE LOVE LOVE your energy, panache, sense of fun, and willingness to admit you’re an occasional idiot.
#6. Throw caution to the wind. That includes: Sleeveless dresses if you don’t pump iron, white jeans if you’re not a stick insect, uber-stylish summer hats that may cause “hat hair” (who gives a damn?), and a swagger as you sashay to do an errand because let’s face it: You’re utterly and completely incandescently wonderful.
Don’t waste another minute being reluctantly fabulous. I’ve heard from a good source that it’s akin to finding gold.