Believe it or not, I actually found these adorable slacks at Goodwill! I was pretty shocked to find such 40's style pants wedged in between skinny jeans and 90's flairs, but you just don't ask questions about a find like that! The missing button has since been remedied. ;)
I ditched my fiery locks a few weeks ago, so looking at these pictures (which are from before then) is a little funny in hindsight-- I didn't realize it was that bright!
Haha, I'll chalk it up to experience.
As this year comes to a close, I've been expressing a lot-- I mean more than usual. I wrote a long overdue letter to tie up some loose ends and get some closure. I shared a poem that I wrote over six months ago with the person I wrote it about. Funny, but I'm realizing that sometimes the craziest, most uncomfortable instincts are the ones you really ought to follow-- even if other people don't get it, and think you are silly.
You know, maybe I am silly. So be it.
The only thing I really ever regret is not expressing myself, and giving voice to things that lay heavy on my heart. It seems the heaviest of those are the first to be neglected, because they are usually inconvenient. I'm kind of tired of that, or at least the aftermath of it.
I'm not really a New Year's resolution person, but I'll say that 2016 is going to be a year of
abandon for me. Abandoning the remnants of my self doubt/consciousness, abandoning fear and clinging to the truth of my heavenly Father's provision and faithfulness, abandoning how I think things should be.
I've tasted the freedom that comes from that in 2015, and really just want more.
All of the
Shoulda- Coulda-Wouldas lyin' in the sun,
Then all of the
Shoulda- Coulda-Wouldas ran away and hid, from one little Did.
blouse} - thrifted
sweater} - Urban Outfitters
jacket} - Michael Kors
pants} - thrifted
shoes} - Chelsea Crew