Modcloth Green Cardigan (similar) | Black Maxi Dress c/o For Elyse | Reversible Tote c/o LuLu*s | Black Sandals c/o LuLu*s (same) | Sunglasses c/o Paul Frank
I really need to go home more often.
It's always weird sitting in the room I spent most of my adolescence in and remembering all the strange and awkward memories of going through puberty. It's always a little bit frightening thinking about how quickly time passes. One minute you're laughing over your candy stash from an excellent night of trick or treating with your friends in the middle of your bedroom. Or slamming your bedroom door in the middle of an argument with your parents about your latest report card. The next minute it's ten years later and you're lying in bed feeling a little bit out of place and feeling more grateful than you ever have for your mom's cooking.
Every time I come "home" I feel like I have a chance to take a step back from my busy life to just reevaluate where I am in life and really take a long, hard look at where I'm headed. Who knows where I'll be the next time I'm back in this room.
P.S. Shout out to the everchanging and always vibrant East Harlem in these pictures. Love my neighborhood.