Was randomly looking thru (my now defunct account) @itsouou and had a sudden wave of reminiscence at my past life. The hipster life where all I cared about was good coffee, nice kicks, getting a good shot for the gram. The chill life I guess - but it was all a facade, burying the worry and uncertainty of the "future" I was to expect back then.
Then again, it was a nice aesthetic period of my youth I guess. Now - no longer chasing after a good cuppa, no longer taking 20 minutes to get a good shot. But sometimes, I feel myself lapsing back to that converse-wearing, striped shirt and tote bag combination of fashion that just shows the hipster I was / wanted to be back then, and now. Heels, midis, tight fitting dresses - those were never really my thing, but yet I feel myself gravitating towards them now as a working adult, where I kind of need to fit in. Fit the image of a feminine, or at least put together lady. Aha, the wonders of fashion to set the impression.
On a side note, really wanted to go back to Korea, but alas coronavirus is here...
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