It is important to remember to permit yourself to enjoy life, even when things aren’t going quite right. I think allowing yourself to experience happiness is one of the things that can keep you sane. Or at least this is my working theory.
Lately, when time permits, I have been popping out for a bit of shopping. I’ve noticed that my personal style has changed, perhaps evolved/devolved is a better word, over the years. I think I may have been a bit more formal in my youth, which may have been fueled by my desire to be a bonafide grown-up. Ironically as an adult I take pleasure in more playful attire. Which reminds me of Pablo Picasso’s admission that, “it took me four years to paint like Raphael, and a lifetime to paint like a child.” I think a part of me is embracing my inner child whilst dealing with all the things that adulthood brings. Somewhere there’s a balance I’m sure.
I find myself in search of soft summery frocks, loose and cottony, detailed with pintucks and lacy crotchet reminiscent of the ones I wore a wee child. But ones which have more of a nod towards adult as opposed to the puerile and that which accommodate my all too adult feminine yet petite frame (physical conundrum). The search has not been easy. I have been stalking this H&M dress, but has yet to make it appearance in stores. I found another sort of Mexicali type dress and a few pretty little tops, but the hunt for the illusive dress still continues. Added to the wish list are pretty well made skirts. I may have to plug-in the sewing machine and give handcrafting a go again.
Aside from the heat, summer was a fun time because school was out. And thus I am preparing for and enjoying a bit of summer. I’ve got a couple more posts which celebrate summer in their own small girlish way. Right now I’m getting into Marlena Shaw’s California Soul.