Somehow I managed to mix my two obsessions together, midi skirts and stripes. I may not have quite been able to break out of my black and white colour craze just yet but I still feel that this outfit is a step in the direction of spring and brighter tones. Who knows, maybe soon I'll be filling my wardrobe with pinks and yellows instead of black, white and grey. I doubt it, but I suppose we will have to wait and see. My friend Roisin always told me that I should wear my hair different because it always covered the outfits in my photos, while I'm definitely limited to what I can do with my hair now that it's short (although I have discovered I can put it up in two little buns à la Miley Cyrus) I hope that she is at least happy that now it doesn't get in the way of outfit details. And I just know she's going to appreciate those buns come October 17th when we go see Miley live (not even ashamed of this one - we became friends listening to Hannah Montana on black and white iPods back in 2005).
I've actually gone through a lot of changes over the last 6 months. I got my glasses (finally, I was very sick of being blind but pretending I wasn't), started my diploma, cut all my hair off after 6 years of growing it out and I got my first tattoo - the words 'DON'T PANIC' so that now, as my little sister so cleverly pointed out, I really do quote The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy whilst wearing pretty clothes.
2014 does seem to have proven itself to be a year of change. I've never set myself any new years resolutions or annual goals but I always surprise myself with how much I accomplish anyway. I used to measure accomplishments based on money or where I lived, but I've found that if you instead measure it on achievements, happiness and what my friend Paigge and I like to call 'small victories' (not being late to work for four days in a row, good hair days or even just waking up early enough that you have time to eat a proper breakfast) then you'll find yourself much prouder of everything you do. I talk to a lot of people who don't seem happy with where they are. People who have travelled the world but have no money, or who have worked their butt off for years but haven't travelled. I recently realised we worry too much about what we haven't done rather than focussing on the amazing things we have done. I'm always devastated when I don't have enough money to buy coffee in the morning, but then I remember that I have had coffee while sitting in a cafe along the Champ Elysee in Paris and remind myself that I spent my money on experiences I'll cherish forever.
When I was 18 I felt like all the things I had ever wanted were supposed to happen straight away, the idea of working hard for years before anything would happen was crazy to me. But to tell you the truth, I'm not sure it would be possible to truly appreciate anything if you didn't work hard to get it. I'm not going to pretend it's always fun (if anyone has managed to enjoy hours of processing returns for free please let me in on your secret) but in retrospect it's certainly fulfilling and hopefully, one day, it'll be rewarding too.
Photos by Joe Cheng