Last Friday I flew down to Atlanta for a business meeting. I was looking forward to the change in environment, regardless of where we were going, but I was really excited to head to the south.
I spent quite a bit of time in the south when I was a kid and still head to San Antonio often as my parents live there. I was a military brat, so I never really established roots, but I lived in Texas, Mississippi, Alabama, and Florida for roughly 14 years when I was a kid.
Since I was little, I’ve always admired the southern belle culture. I love the simple glamour, the kindness, the beauty, the gossip, and the perceived prestige. Every time I return to the south, I am reminded of how much I love the southern belle culture.
Things I Love About the Southern Belle Culture
(through my own eyes and opinions and the backing of my southern belle friends)
A southern belle loves her traditions. Whether it’s watching football with friends and family, cooking for others, or throwing a get-together. When I lived in the south, I spent every weekend celebrating something with friends.
A southern belle has the most adorable wardrobe. Lots of layers, lace and eyelet, bright colors, and accessories to match. She is always put together, even if she’s enjoying a lazy Saturday morning.
A southern belle has the cutest monogrammed items. I love how proud a southern bell is of her name and her family. Plus, monograms are super adorable!
A southern belle is taught to be a lady. She has manners, is kind to those around her, and is not being disrespectful when she calls someone ma’am or sir.
A southern bell has the most adorable accent. Whether she likes it or not.
A southern belle never leaves the house without being ready. Even if it’s just the slightest bit of mascara, a southern belle wants to look her best at all times.
I’ve lived in Washington, DC since 2004 and although I love so much about the DC area, I’ll admit that I miss the southern culture. I miss the slower pace, the bigger hair, and the amount of time people spend towards making others happy. From the moment I stepped off the plane in Atlanta I was reminded of how much I’ve changed these past 12 years. I’m impatient, more of an introvert, put far less time into my attire and presentation, and spend less time with friends. Being in Atlanta, even if just for 2 days, made me want to change.
Every time I return to the south I come back wanting to be more like the southern belles I admire. I want to take better care of myself, to do my hair and makeup, to put more effort into the clothes I’m wearing, to be kinder to those around me, and to plan more events and get-togethers with friends.
I want to work on being more of a lady. I always felt more joy and happiness when I was in the south, and I think there’s a reason for that.