I had no idea what I was going to blog about until I traveled to a nearby boutique to take this picture. Some days feel like they’re straight from hell. Some days your jeep doesn’t start, and sometimes on the same unfortunate day, it’s when you are also accidentally parked in a handicapped parking space. I jumped out and realized this mistake, but because I didn’t intend to be longer than 10 minutes, I stayed in this spot, and now my car is stagnant halfway between two parking spots. It’s been one of those days all day, but today I realized that it is fine to ask for help.

I am the kind of person who will exhaust every avenue before asking anyone for help. I don’t mean to be this way, but I enjoy figuring things out on my own and it is something that I have tried to work on, but still remains my biggest flaw. Being stranded in a parking lot with a high temperature of 25 degrees, that made my change my mind pretty quickly and call back home for help, and by home, I mean back in Indiana. When this also didn’t work, I felt helpless, but also fortunate my roommate was along for the ride (love you Jess!) Fortunately, a good friend picked us up and drove us home.

Now, as my fingers are finally thawed and I realize my jeep is out of my control, I am grateful that I have enough people around me that are always willing to help. This has also made me realize that I need to start asking for it. I decided a long time ago that I needed and wanted to be independent, but this doesn’t mean I can never reach out when I need anything. Whether I need assistance with my car, a melody or even style advice, I do not want my pride to get in the way anymore.

Today was not my day, and I was not the hero, but asking for help doesn’t mean I failed anything. Sometimes, we all need to be saved by someone other than ourselves.

Steal my look today: Mauve romper: Forever 21, Black tights: Forever 21, boots: Guess