Que Sera


There are times of the year where people lift themselves out of the manic whirlwind just long enough to recalibrate their scales and take stock of all that's been done and dusted. Typically it falls either at the turn of the year, or halfway through it. Sometime in June two years ago, this moment found me somewhere in the dusty desert in Palm Springs. 

As a newly minted college graduate with a heart in smithereens and on the precipice of accepting a promising job offer, I spent many windy Californian and Arizonian nights brooding over what I wanted from my career and life in general, before finally hightailing it towards the career that had fallen so nicely on my lap. But I digress. The topic of rumination and epiphanies will be revisited in just a moment.

That three week vacation was a fulfilling one for many reasons, including the unending retail debauchery partaken in while in many a notorious American outlet mall. One such escapade yielded the pair of psychedelic shorts I'm wearing here, which--as many colourful items do--had me sold the moment I spotted it in Forever 21 in a strip mall in Nevada. I've been a Forever 21 zealot from the time I was young enough to wonder what the distant age of the twenties would feel like, and for the first time right there in suburban Nevada, I found myself in a Forever 21 outlet large enough to be a small self-contained town. My heart and shopping basket had never been so full. This outfit seemed the perfect attire for the stifling too-many-degrees-hotter-than-it-should-be weather, and the vast amount of leg exposure necessitated a more conservative neckline. Coupled with my constant gravitation towards high-neck tops, it made sense for this grey high-neck knit to be acquainted with my Skittles-colored shorts.

Back on the topic of introspection: of late I'd been finding myself in a situation congruous to the one I'd been in two years ago in the American West, a significant proportion of my time and headspace constantly occupying the region of disorientation and doubt. That was how I knew the time for change had come. So very much like I did almost two years ago, I'm hurtling towards new promises and pastures. Two years older, less starry-eyed and perhaps a tad wiser to boot. In some ways, I feel like it's all come full circle.

"Instead, do the things you love, then do them so well that people can't take their eyes off you."
- Maya Angelou, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

Wearing Forever 21 shorts / Temt knit top / Thrifted rings and bracelets / Proenza Schouler PS1 Bag

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