Sometimes I feel like I should have been born in the 1950s.
I feel like part of my soul, when you scratch a bit under the surface, is old and serious.
I like proper things – gentlemen, dressing nicely, good company, kind people…
I love beautiful feminine fashion pieces…
And I love beautiful music! Ilene Woods, Nat King Cole – so classic, so beautiful.
And of course black and white romance films! Audrey Hepburn – all that beauty and elegance! I think I am absolutely in love with FALLING in love. After that…I have no clue hahaha.
The other part of me contains a prominent child-like quality. There are reasons as to why I always want to keep a part of me ‘child-like.’
Having a child-like quality is not the same as immaturity.
Immaturity is wearing nothing but an edible lolly bra, having two of your friends pretend to lick your sugar coated nipples whilst half your boobs are hanging out, taking a snapshot and posting it on Facebook. You then comment on the photo, ever so proud of your efforts in successfully being a douche bag.
Child-like is liking One Direction when you are wayyy past the pre-teen stage. You then buy tickets to their concert with one of your closest friends, because unlike half the people in your age group who are just a bit too “cool” to like music soooo beneath them, you have enough courage to admit that yes, THEIR SONGS ARE ACTUALLY PRETTY FREAKING GOOD AND CATCHY!!!
There is a point to this I swear.
My next fashion look is an oldie but a goodie which I thought I would share. I wanted to go for a very 1950s style to suit my 1950s Japanese Vintage Dress. But more importantly I was surprised to see how much of myself was captured in the photos…I look child-like but serious, sad but happy all at the same time…