secret gossip in the hallways...

Hey,*shudders at the awkward memory* I recently went to a big event and that warm, embarrassing, familiar feeling hit me. I walked into a room full of polished folks in suits and cute dresses, wearing my leather jacket, frizzy hair and my “first impression” part of my brain whispered, “Well f*ck.” Yes, I believe in being myself and feeling comfortable in my skin, but we all have those moments, right? That “Where do I belong?” feeling. Here’s the truth: I still get nervous walking into...