Weigh this: What are you proud of?

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There was a fascinating article that made the rounds a few years back. In “How to talk to Little Girls,” Lisa Bloom writes about our tendency to start conversations with girls by complementing their appearance— their hair, their dress, their adorable beauty. This, she suggests, sends the message that looks matter above all else.

Instead we might ask them what they’re reading, what they’re good at, or what they like to do at the park. “You’re just generating an intelligent conversation that respects her brain. … Model for her what a thinking woman says and does.” And, in her example of a conversation with a five-year, she includes a mention of her own accomplishments as an author. ‘I love books, too! I just wrote one.’

I’m more aware of this tendency (and the challenge to overcome it) every day I spend with my daughter. I recall standing over her with Aron when she was an infant and cooing “Hello, little love of mine. Hello, beautiful girl.” And it was Aron who added with a smile, “…who’s really good at math.”

And in my attempt to be more cognizant about the way I begin conversations with young girls, I realized something interesting: I tend to start conversations with grown women in the same way. “Your hair looks great!” “I love your shoes!” “Ooh, great top!”

What does one say instead? Thinking about it from the other side, what do I want people to know about me and my interests? What am I most proud of?

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One afternoon on a rafting trip our guide asked my friends and I about ourselves. When the “what do you do?” question invariably came, each of us had a very important answer: we take care of small children. But afterward we confessed hesitancy over sounding too prideful if we also mentioned our past careers, our current part-time jobs, our advanced degrees. And really, it didn’t matter to any of us whether those other qualities were validated, but it brought up that same question: “what am I most proud of?” And also, “what do I want people to know about me?”

It was only with prodding from our husbands that I recall adding that I write a lifestyle and travel blog. My friend added that she had gone to business school. Another mentioned her masters in social work.

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I don’t think it’s possible to ignore the role that appearance plays in our lives. And I’m not sure that we should. Hugo Schwyzer, a gender studies professor, once wrote that “When girls are lauded for their other qualities, when they get support about their other interests, then attention for their appearance gets healthily integrated into the symphony of encouragement that all children need and deserve.”

I love that idea of “a symphony of encouragement.” I want to know what friends and family are most proud of so that when I also tell them that they’re beautiful, they’ll know there’s a lot more to it. But I also really appreciate Bloom’s insistence that we learn a new way to start a conversation. What do you think?

What are you most proud of? What would you like to be weighed on?

I’d love to hear and weave your replies into a follow-up post next week. You can respond in the comments or on Instagram (with the tag #WeighThis and @AshleyMuirBruhn). If you’d like me to credit your reply in the post, leave your blog link or your IG handle with the response.

I’ll go first…

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I am a loving parent and partner. I am becoming a good photographer. I think I’m good at being an interested person. I’m curious and observant—perhaps reason I enjoy traveling so much. You can talk to me about Nashville or the news. I was on an academic track in graduate school for five years and two degrees before choosing a completely different path. It was scary to change paths—and humbling—but I’m proud that I chose my own and have had so many different experiences. And now I’m a publisher, telling stories and taking photographs. I’ve built something! That’s nice (and yet difficult) to say aloud.

Your turn.

Wanderlust: Vietnam

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Years ago, I wrote an imaginary, maybe-one-day itinerary for Vietnam as a guest post on Jennifer Cameron’s site, Luster. I’ve still yet to go to Vietnam, but it remains one of my favorite posts—perhaps because it still rings so true and perhaps because it took a lot of research. (And my packing list has changed remarkably little!) I asked Jennifer if I could update it, and republish it here. Maybe one day… Vietnam. Here’s what I wrote: 

I think it was a feature in Gourmet Magazine that first brought on my case of Vietnam wanderlust. The glossy spread featured steaming street food, colorful lanterns, enchanting bays, chaotic moped traffic, and talked of an exotic and fragrant place where a French colonial past had left a unique culinary mark. Having traveled to Southeast Asia for our honeymoon in Thailand, I can’t wait to go back—and a trip to Vietnam is top on my wish list.

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We would start in Hanoi—sampling the café culture and wandering through narrow passageways, alternately touring Belle Époque French villas in the French Quarter and Buddhist complexes built on limestone cliffs (at the nearby Perfume Pagoda)—before detouring to see the greens of the rice paddies around Sapa, the ancient Cham tower-temples of My Son Sanctuary, and the limestone towers of Halong Bay (where we might board a traditional junk boat or find more quiet and get up-close by kayak).

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In Hue, we’d rent bicycles and explore the fortified Imperial city, before heading south. Along the way, we’d take time to relax at one of the resorts along the 400-mile stretch from Hue to Nha Trang, and board boats to go diving in the clear life-filled waters around offshore archipelagos.

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In Hoi An, perhaps after putting in an order at a custom tailor in the Old Quarter, we’d do our best to capture the faded colors of this trading port, preserved since the 15thcentury, as well as the vibrant ones at the riverside fish market.

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It would be a dream to set up camp for a few days at the Con Dao Islands—at the luxurious Six Senses resort with a view of the turquoise South China sea—before finishing the trip in Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon), rich with history.

Saigon http://www.zvereff.com/insomniasia.html

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Fantasy Packing list (Remember that this was made over four years ago, so the exact styles will likely be unavailable. I updated with similar finds):

1. Day tripper pant (similar pants) / 2. City Walk Fedora (similar Fedora) / 3. Sunglasses / 4. Iris Jacket (similar jacket) / 5. Essie Clambake / 6. Madewell Bike Bag (similar bike pouch) / 7. Salina Sandals (similar sandal)/ 8. Isabelle Dress  (similar dress) / 9. Scenic route shirtdress (similar dress) / 10. My kids (and a caftan from Two) / 11. Scarf (similar scarf) / 12. Theory colsten top (similar top) / 13. Swiss Army Bicycle / 14. Triwa watch (similar Triwa watch)

Have any of you traveled in Vietnam? How’d I do? 

P.S. All of our travelogues.

Images: 01 Banh mi | 02 Can Tho | 03 Dalat falls | 04 Six Senses | 05 Vietnamese coffee | 06 Hoi an | 07 Halong bay by Owen Franken | 08 Hue Market | 09 My Son Sanctuary | 10 Nam hai resort in Hoi An | 11 Phu Quoc | 12 Lemongrass pork skewers | 13 Saigon | 14 Sapa | 15 Sapa Highlands | 16 Hue | 17 Hue | 18 Vietnam stamps here and here | 19 Halong Bay Junk Cruise

Imagined itinerary and photo selection Ashley Muir Bruhn | Layout & Graphic Design by Jennifer Cameron of Luster. Visit her on Pinterest. 

California Sunflowers

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Gratuitous photos of sunflowers to come. I couldn’t help myself.

Sunflowers have never been my favorite when cut, but in a field they’re wonderful. There was a time when they would make me think of a summer spent in France—riding trains and looking out the window as the view would alternate shades of gold, depending on whether we were passing flowers or fields of rolled hay. Now I think they’ll remind me of a particular sunset in Davis when two little children played in the dirt and tried to stick their noses all the way inside the flowers to try and smell them.

I would have never guessed, during that summer long ago when I snapped all those blurry shots of passing fields, that one day I’d have one practically in my backyard.

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