The last installment to my floral hair wreath series but definitely not the last time I'll be wearing these beauties.
These photos somehow gave me a rush of nostalgia, triggering a long-forgotten memory of me in my pre-teen summer years, feeling unabashed glee at the prospect of running around rice fields, in ungodly hours in the afternoon, hands akimbo, flailing and laughing together with the cousins, whilst trying to filch black plum and dodging irate cows. Those unruly days seem like a lifetime ago.
Lately, I've been obsessed with preppy looks. I have been but even more so now than before, if the number of plaid skirts, collared button down tops, tweed skirts and varsity pullovers I have gradually been amassing is anything to go by.
Thanks for the sweet comments on my previous posts. Now I really feel justified celebrating something intangible! <333