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.
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.
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.
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.
I’m not a morning person, but I do love the idea of starting the day as early as possible. It’s knowing I have hours and hours ahead of me, enough to work, cross off everything on my to-do-list and be left with some time for myself that makes it worth it to get out of a bed that’s still warm, where Puss and hubby are deep asleep, and step into a room that grew cold over night.
As the weather gets colder and the sky much darker, I try to hold onto my personal kind of sunshine, made out of all the things that I love and make me happy. I’ll admit that getting out of bed in the morning becomes increasingly harder but having a bouquet of spring flowers on my desk, and knowing that a hot cup of mocha is awaiting for me in the kitchen definitely helps.
Sometimes the best outfits turn out to be the ones you put together in the spare of the moment, the ones that are made of garments that beg to be worn together, the ones that you can trust to look just as chic as they are effortless and comfortable. Ever since going for more of a curated wardrobe, I’ve crossed many items off my wishlist, items that make it easy to endlessly mix and match (which you know I totally adore doing), items that according to me should belong in all closets, much like a cool leather jacket, a pair of black jeans, a striped top and a wool hat.