Friday, October 15, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
flowers...then and now...
october 14. 2010
It's so funny, thinking back to my life as a child and teenager. I remember my flower duver cover that went over my daybed, the dreaded and ugly dusty rose color that I related to as "old lady" looking. Then the few clothes I had, the few sweaters I felt o.k. wearing in public, with yes, flowers on them, albeit small, and how I somehow was trying to figure out "my style." But it's taken me a lot longer than I thought, as everyday, I feel as though I figure myself out a little more. My "modern vintage" love has been with me for years, as I stand in my closet, remembering when I purchased tops but couldn't figure out if they were my style, and now as I put everything together, it all makes sense, what I love, and who I am a little more. Can it be it's taken 34 years thus far to get here? It's crazy, and one could even say they enjoyed the ride as they figured out who they were becoming, but really, I've skipped and fallen and gotten back up to finally realize I can stand and skip for awhile before the next tumble, and sometimes I'm not really enjoying it but push through frustrated. So, don't be like me, just enjoy. I can happily say now that I realize what I like more now, I am so enjoying all the world much more, realizing all that I can create, dream, and enjoy.
I love flowers still, it's just a different way of having them in my life. They're even vintage-y looking, but just not plain "old" looking like they felt when I was growing up. The journey has been rough, but the reward splendidly worth it!
It's so funny, thinking back to my life as a child and teenager. I remember my flower duver cover that went over my daybed, the dreaded and ugly dusty rose color that I related to as "old lady" looking. Then the few clothes I had, the few sweaters I felt o.k. wearing in public, with yes, flowers on them, albeit small, and how I somehow was trying to figure out "my style." But it's taken me a lot longer than I thought, as everyday, I feel as though I figure myself out a little more. My "modern vintage" love has been with me for years, as I stand in my closet, remembering when I purchased tops but couldn't figure out if they were my style, and now as I put everything together, it all makes sense, what I love, and who I am a little more. Can it be it's taken 34 years thus far to get here? It's crazy, and one could even say they enjoyed the ride as they figured out who they were becoming, but really, I've skipped and fallen and gotten back up to finally realize I can stand and skip for awhile before the next tumble, and sometimes I'm not really enjoying it but push through frustrated. So, don't be like me, just enjoy. I can happily say now that I realize what I like more now, I am so enjoying all the world much more, realizing all that I can create, dream, and enjoy.
I love flowers still, it's just a different way of having them in my life. They're even vintage-y looking, but just not plain "old" looking like they felt when I was growing up. The journey has been rough, but the reward splendidly worth it!
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