|Chinos from J.Crew, perfect half tuck shirt with the collar and cuffs popped, a flash of fire engine red lips, hair in a twist bun = Ready for brunch on the weekend after a long week|
I've spent the last few weeks struggling with a lot of things. Work. Career (not the same as work). Passion. Yoga (hands up who else felt like 3-legged dog was sprung on them out of the blue?). Gluten. Myself (Am I happy? Lost? Just hungry? Not sure? You get the drift). And have thusly regressed inwards.
Everyone goes through moments like that. Sometimes these pass quickly, sometimes they sink into your world like a gloomy funk and stay a while, a burst of sheer joy peeking through the cloud like a ray of clarity occasionally only to pass.
I don't worry about it too much, just take time to listen to, ponder on and feel the experience. It's not my favourite, but for me, a bit of time spent in my personal cave now and then allows me to reemerge with a rested spirit, clearer mind and a stronger sense of what's my next move.
Did I figure myself out this time? Sure did! Do I think there will be a next time? No question about it. So what?
That's the beauty of us. We're constantly evolving, even in our own lifetime. If only we allow ourselves to.
That's also what I love about clothes. I hesitate to say 'fashion', the word suggests a trend or a transient type of quality. But then again, maybe that's exactly what it is, ever changing, just like people. It is constantly morphing into and away from what it was just before.
So what are we doing examining Exhibit A from J.Crew? Well! Don't you think if you'd just spent a few gruelling weeks running a mental marathon that you'd be just about ready for some time in the sun, reading the newspaper, having a coffee (not on the go, because you have nothing if not hours) and strolling through the farmers' markets? Exactly. And what better way than with some citrus and some easy wash and wear denim shirt like the above? After all those weeks spent in the mental version of child's pose and dressed in as much black and thick heavy jumpers as physically possible (even in dusty Jakarta, a girl craves cable knits when she's feeling vulnerable), this is exactly what I feel like I'm ready for.
I hope you had a good month and that a better one lies ahead. xox
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