As of late, I have lost myself within the monstrosity that is my closet/wardrobe in my attempts to do spring cleaning. But really, I'm just appreciating all things spring. This is going to come off overly-sentimental, but you know that feeling you get when you wake up in the morning, there's sunlight streaming through the bathroom, and you just feel satisfied being there? Despite whatever stress you may feel with life, etc., spring kind of embraces you in an all-accepting way - kind of like the world's way of notifying you: I'm happy you're here, so you should be happy to be here, too. Well, at least, that's how I feel, and I do have a tendency to be exceedingly corny!
transitioning clothes / Leica M9-P / Zara boyfriend jeans / botanical gardens
Free People platform shoes*