Real Adult

woman in a blue shirt and coulette set with a scarf in her hair and a satchel bag in front of a brick house
a woman in a blue silk shirt and short set with a scarf and a satchel bag in front of a brick house
the black of a woman with a scarf in her hair and a satchel bag in front of a brick house

Do you know that meme that states “have you ever looked around for an adult to handle the issue? The you realize you’re the adult? And you realize you need a more adult adult?”

That’s how I feel A LOT of the time.

Not that I’m not an adult. I work. I pay bills. I run errands- so many errands. Cook, clean, be kind to my neighbors, handle the trash and recycling, doctors, etc, etc. I adult (even when I hate that term and perhaps even hate the details of adulting).

Maybe it’s that as a creative (which is also a bit of a cringy term to any one in your life who may be pursuing a career in the arts- mainly as it opens you up to oh so many “tips” or “advice” that may or may not be welcome), it’s that any job that doesn’t fulfill your purpose fills hollow. Or maybe it’s that you may to have so many jobs to support your calling that none of them feel real.

a woman in a blue silk short set with a scarf in her hair sits on an iron bench with her feet up in front of a brick house and a red door

I don’t know all the reasons- but I know that even at my over 30 age, I’ve never truly felt as if I’m real adult. I’ve never had a job where suits are required but I have a thing for suits. I’ve always had a pull to the creative side- but have had many day jobs. And even though I can handle a crisis, a baby, an aging parent, when things have happened, I’ve always wondered when the adults would show up.

And at every event I’m always surprised that I’m a real adult. One that could be in charge.
Sometimes a real adult that is in charge- with all of the issues that come with all of that.

Even though I’ve considered myself a “real adult”, I suppose I am. And even though you could argue that I’ve never had to dress “professional” at work, I’ve always be drawn to a suit or a set that would pass for any adult.

AKA Perhaps I’ve been dressing like a “real” adult, and have been one all along- even when I don’t feel like one.

Which begs the question- what is a real adult to you?

a woman in a blue silk set in front of a brick house
a woman in a blue silk short set with a scarf in her hair and her satchel bag walks out of a cream garage and brick house

I’m not 100% sure what my definition of a “real adult” is, but I know that for years, it hasn’t been me. And- as I’ve realized that everything- my creative pursuits, my yoga pants, my suit replacements, etc- I’m slowly recognizing that I am an adult (a real one!) and stepping into my power. I’m still deciding what that looks like for me (because part of this journey is the realization that maybe there is no “Real” adult and we’re all just doing our best).

Yet, I still can’t help but love more “professional” separates. For example, this silk set would look great together, apart, with a blazer- and with any sort of briefcase. This set will allow you to go to after work drinks or dinner- be as creative as you like- but also lets you act and look like a real adult. Perhaps it’s the bets of both worlds. And maybe that’s what being a “real” adult is!

I’ve linked similar sets and bags for you below. These shoes are my beloved Perfect Sandals via Sarah Flint’s and you can get $50 off your own pair with code SARAHFLINT-BAINVESMENTPIECE!
XO RA

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RachelAdelicia

Actress, avid shopper, and a lover of fashion. Hoping to make the world a better place one pair of shoes at a time.

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