oh, how pretty my hair used to be...look at that honey blonde! dadgum.
my sister took this photo years ago, but i still have that dress. i wear it while i blow-dry my hair in the summer because it's light-weight and roomy. i pulled it out just the other day, for that reason. darn good dress. anyway. i look at this picture, and i remember how it smelled that day. we'd driven home together from manhattan and had all afternoon to just frolic around outside. i think our neighbors were grilling out, and there was a natural crisp spice in the air. i still have it in my nose, i swear!
for whatever reason, i have been rummaging through my vintage internets dabblings.
i found a blog i used mainly for writing journal-y stuff, not the content you'd typically want to share with just anybody. with some of it, i am all "annie! the whole world could read this if they wanted to! it's on the internets!!!" , so aghast with my three-years-ago self, laying it all out there. but it is kind of fun to read the things i was spending my thoughts on, back then. some of which hasn't changed. [and thank goodness, most of which has.]
in the fall of 2007 i wrote:
"i really want red cowboy boots, which i may have mentioned about a thousand times to anybody who is ever around me, at any point in the day, ever....i want red cowboy boots. and i want to have crazy hair and never care about anything but what's important...which that idea is a contrast in itself, i know. but somehow i wish it wasn't, because that's kind of how i wish i could live."
and to be quite honest, i still feel exactly the same.
[ps- it's three years later and i STILL haven't found the perfect red cowboy boots. even though by now i'd gladly take some maple Frye riding boots instead...oh see! i have grown up a little!]

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