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.
I’m still learning. I’m 28 years old and I’m still learning how to walk the cobbled streets of this city with confidence, how to mend my heart and put myself first, how to be completely happy with who I am, how to love all yesterdays in hope of better tomorrows. I’m still learning that being different from most people doesn’t make me weird, that happiness doesn’t have anything to do with perfect skin, or a closet full of clothes, that the way people perceive you has nothing to do with who you really are. You are a beautiful sum of thoughts, and choices, and fears and dreams.
Dressing up for the cold is no easy task, and on the days you’re planning to shoot some pictures, walk quite a lot through what’s left of the melting snow, and feel good without having to worry too much about clothes, and shoes, and make-up, it appears even harder.
I couldn’t have dreamed of a better setting to complement what is the newest addition to my wardrobe: this wintery white coat, with classic lines and an alluring simplicity that makes it ever so irresistible to me. While taking the pictures I tried my best to ignore the freezing temperatures, although my hands went ice-cold in like two seconds, and really, really tried focusing all of my energies on the wonderland-like beauty surrounding me from every corner.
2014. It’s like we blinked and now it’s gone, a year full of memories now waiting to become one. This past 12 months weren’t all good, but they weren’t all bad either, and it’s the ups and downs to makes us all grow better and stronger in the end, with bigger dreams and even bigger hearts. I’m grateful for a million little things that shaped me into who I am today, I’m grateful for love, family and new friendships, I’m grateful for every tiny moment that put a smile on my face.
I don’t know about you but I dream of snow, like I always do around this time of the year. I miss waking up to see everything painted white, and I miss watching those fluffy snowflakes dance their way down from the sky. I miss snow, but I’ll have to admit I quite enjoy this mild winter.
Change. It creeps upon you when you least expect it, while you’re sleeping, while you’re laughing your problems away, while you’re having the best time of your life. And without you even knowing it, you wake up to be a different person. You wake up to be excited about the cold when you were a summer’s person, to enjoy your coffee just a tiny less sweeter when you were all about the sugar, to crave that oversized coat when you promised yourself you will never go for the slouchy.
