I already touched on this some time ago but more and more I realized how twisted I am. not the way we did last summer , the way that leaves you with a feeling of rather not moving because you´re far from knowing which direction to go.
and, with a semi-philosophical starting like this, where else could a post lead to if not.. fashion!
still wearing the combination of little dresses, gladiator sandals and wooden bangles that felt so perfectly airy and free by the beginning of summer, I start to feel a little dull.
secretly, I´ve been looking for chunky tights and knit berets, scarfs and coats because I love that winter, in contrast to summer, supports the possibilities of layering several styles you love, with so many accessoires to quirk up an outfit.
I love the variety, love it.
I mean, I already bought a leather jacket. definitely not summer.
but already, I just know that I will miss that airy lightness of summer more than anything. I talked about that before but of all seasons, summer is the one I get along with the longest. I get excited about colourful leaves, snow, christmas and early blooming but there is nothing like endless midummernight dreams.
bare legs, wine, freckles, that skin tone that reminds of milky coffee, walking barefoot, hiding from warm rain under a roof.. I could go on forever.
so as much as I am getting a little tired right now of what is starting to feel like an endless repetition of sameness.. just as much do I know that I will miss it to hell.
picture: rachel waniewski
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