WHAT I’M WEARING: OASIS HIGH NECK SLEEVELESS TOP, OASIS LEOPARD PRINT
A-LINE SKIRT, OASIS DOUBLE BREASTED JACKET & OASIS MARY JANE SHOES
One might do their hair differently or try a new shade of colour on their lips, a new style of shoes or a melange of colours that typically don’t match. One might look in the mirror, sigh and say, something needs to be different today. Not in schedule nor habits but a simple switch in what we pull from our wardrobes or bathroom drawers. Don’t we all as women wiggle under this ever burning desire to mix things up? Is this not the essence of personal style? You see, I am prone to quick boredom. At times it can make me seem quite arrogant, but the restlessness is as much a component of my wardobe as the clothes themselves. My style seems to grow more indecisive the older I become. I myself, clothes aside, also, seem to becoming increasingly sporadic. And I feel older, I won’t deny, I look older too. As I turn 27 tomorrow, I can see my face has thinned, my boobs have shrunk two sizes and I’m bonier in that almost 30 way. Not that I mind, I looked too childish in my early twenties, with messy hair too long and makeup so heavy on a face much rounder. I do quite miss the bigger boobs, baffled as to why they decided to decrease, but oh well, the size of those doesn’t much matter in this life of mine. I truly feel like a woman when for so long I felt like a little girl playing adult in silly ways. But the one childish trait I’m not ready to surrender is this restlessness that like an itch sits under my skin. I see it on my face and I can feel it too. I move, I don’t stay. My clothes are a change I embrace everyday. Home is here but tomorrow, I couldn’t say. I have energy and it’s going every which way. This will never change.
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