I would have loved to start off this blog a few years back already knowing who I was and what style suit me best. The road would have been less bumpy, but I didn’t know, I had no clue. My wardrobe was all over the place at that time, so I went from nothing to trying out a little bit of everything. I flirted with the sporty, I played with prints, I bought fitted dresses and super short skirts, I went boyish and sometimes even super-colorful. But in the midst of everything, I did found myself.
Happy Sunday, boys and girls! Hope you’re having a wonderful time. I am loving these warm temperatures we’ve had during the past couple of days and I really hope we’ll be saying goodbye to our coats soon enough. Until then, I have yet to share this pretty series of photographs featuring my adorable fluffy coat and the beautiful blue shirt with eyelash motifs that I received last week.
I’m the girl who will hold on to the last episode of her favorite series, never quite ready to say goodbye; the girl who will feel like she’s losing a best friend whenever she finishes a good book; the girl who will feel guilty for taking her pretty pink roses out of the house and into the cold, just to get them photographed. But look at how beautiful they are! How else am I going to preserve their memory? How else am I going to pretend like it’s already spring?
Perhaps it’s time to confess: I have a love-hate relationship with ripped denim. It all started a few years back with a stubborn me totally rebelling against the style, something about it screaming tacky to me. Of course seasons past, the trend grew stronger and after writing quite an extensive article about it, I remember thinking “Hmmm… maybe they are not all bad“.
My Sunday was all about the peace & quiet, the good food and the snow. I didn’t feel like leaving the house today so I took the chance to catch up on sleep, to think about all kinds of little things, to cuddle with Puss and hubby, to sort out our bedroom. I needed this full day of silence, I needed these long hours that allowed me to be lazy, now I’m about to start cooking dinner and after that the evening will be complete with some pampering, tv shows, more cuddles and a good book.
This cold weather thing is really, really tricky besides being totally uninspiring. From the inside looking out it often feels like spring, with a little bit of sun, no rain, no snow in sight, and on Friday I was really excited to take a nice walk and breath some fresh air on what seemed like the loveliest afternoon. Of course, I should have known better.
Today I woke up to endless gray skies and I realized that for the first time in a long time I miss the sun something terrible. Usually, this kind of gloomy weather doesn’t bother me at all, quite the opposite as it makes me feel all peaceful and calm, but after a week of feeling not-so-great and falling in and out of a sickly mood, I guess I’m in for a change of scenery outside my window.