Plaid and Lace

WEARING:

COAT

DRESS ZARA (last season, but love this one and this one)

BAG HM

SHOES (similar) AND SWEATER FOREVER21

HAT ASOS

As temperatures jump up and down here in Florida,you can now feel the approaching of fall. It's getting much cooler, and even crispy in the mornings as well as after the setting of the sun. This is the perfect time for layering and mixing textures: knits and lace just put me in the right mood this fall. After being oh so popular last fall season, plaid is back again (or did it ever go away??), and I could not resit this coat - super soft with a great print and just the right length I needed, since I have several longer coats. My new turtleneck sweater with slits is a perfect piece for this transition period, so soft and cozy with a twist. The new shoes that I by the way intended exceptionally for work turned out a huge hit and I get compliments everywhere I go.

Love, M.

Like good old times

WEARING:

SWEATER OASAP.COM (SOLD OUT BUT LOVE THIS ONE AND THIS ONE)

THRIFTED COAT (SIMILAR HERE) 

LEGGINGS MARSHALL'S (SIMILAR HERE)

BAG HM (LOVE THIS ONE!)

BOOTS FOREVER21 (SIMILAR HERE)

It's always so strange walking along the streets you walked a million times: on your way to university every day, you thought you knew every turn, every advertisement, every little nook and cranny; or even streets you grew up on playing hide-and seek with your friends. And now they all look different, all still the same but so different, with new buildings rising up, and old giving in and retiring, it's sad and fascinationg at the same time, but mostly sad. Sad seeing things you grew up in love with inevitably vanishing, things and people both. That old tree that was your hide away spot, that vineyard in your neighbors yard that smelled amazing, your dog, your cat, your grandparents, uncles etc.....

It kinda sucks growing up, not just due to wrinkles and health issues, but mostly because you sadly come to realize that nothing (and nobody) lasts forever. And loosing things (AND PEOPLE) truly hurts.

On a positive note I am truly enjoying this time with my family. It's just always a bitter sweet seeing them for a few days knowing I'll be gone again for at least a few months, and I just get a bit nostalgic of good old times when we were all together and nobody had to leave. 

Or maybe I just get sentimental as I grow older. Maybe we all do...