Monday, November 21, 2016

''It is ever so much easier to be good if ones clothes are fashionable.'' - Anne Shirley

When I was younger, I always thought I would have a closet full of clothes that all suited me very well, and I would go through life elegantly and well-dressed, reading books, writing books and just being very happy. Of course, the latter three apply to me now, but that thing about being very elegantly and all that?

Well, let's say that I have a closet full of clothes and I still have hardly anything to wear. It is annoying, so last week I told myself I was going to find my own personal style.

I admit it, this is not even coming close to a post about period drama, or books, or writing, but since I also said this blog would be a little about my life, well ... here I go! I hope you all don't mind me blabbering on and on about clothes and what I like and that I like so many things that I might call myself a contradictory person etc.

But after searching on Pinterest I found a few blogposts about the subject and every single one of them said that I had to put all my clothes on my bed and decide with every one wether I love it very much or not. And then I would have this little pile of clothing items left over, and they would give me a hint of what I truly love.

Well, I did that and I couldn't figure out what kind of style THAT was. But it felt kind of nice having a more empty closet, it looked so neat. : )

Clothes one can find on my Pinterest board:









 Okay. At least one thing is clear, I looooove sweaters. I don't know if that is because it's autumn right now, but I do love sweaters. And I also wished I had the haircolour of the girl in the green dress. : )

But anyway, I felt like sharing that with you. And actually, I now know a little better what I like. Finding six absolute favourite outfits out of at least 30, that's not easy. ; )

Also, the other thing that has been on my mind a lot lately, is the fact that I am soon, even before this year is over, turning eighteen. Sometimes it I am thrilled, but sometimes I get a little scared (just a little ). It is just that turning eighteen is so very different, it's quite a big step, actually.
Like closing even more of that chapter called childhood. Don't understand me wrong, I am not saying that I am not young or a child anymore when I turn eighteen (I will still jump in puddles or watch Cars (I know, weird, but I just like the plot so very very much) or build sandcastles when we go to the beach), but it is still, you know, a very different age than all the former ages.
It's like actually being almost a grown up. Think about it, in two years and a little month I will be twenty!

Okay, I will shut up. ; )

Have a great week!
 (I will not be doing a lot of schoolwork *cheers happily* so that certainly counts for me!)


~Rebekka~

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