It's crazy to think that even though it is intangible, we can feel time. Sometimes the days feel like months and the months feel like years or vice-versa, the years start to feel like months and it seems incredible how you cannot grasp the idea of how it is already the first of July in 2016. No matter what, we all have 24 hours in a day, 7 days in a week, and 365 (or 366) days in a year. The days may seem so long, but at the same time the years fly by. And despite whatever you are feeling, you are already 7 months into 2016.
Usually, the "looking back on the past year" posts come between the last week of December and the first week of January. But I'm looking back now and doing that feels the same way as it would if I did in January. Things feel the same, but different and inevitably with time, there's growing and aging, and the uncertainty of what to feel as all this takes place. This time last year, I started a few things that I genuinely thought were never going to happen. I had just arrived in my favorite city in the world to live and learn there for a month and I had finally started a blog that I was actually comfortable using. This is where it all started. My trip to Paris really helped me kickstart this blog. I wanted to share my photos and experiences without wondering if I was annoying people on instagram. I didn't post as much as I wish I had, but a few posts for the time I was there kept me interested in this blog. Paris and this blog brought so many great and new things into my life.
Paris was an absolute dream. I still never shut up about it. Time was against us the entire time we were there, but with the sun setting no earlier than 10 PM made the days felt so long and we felt like we could do everything. Before I left, a month seemed like a lifetime, but when it was over it felt like it could not have gone by quicker. Paris has always been one of my, if not my favorite cities in the entire world. It's filled with an electric lifestyle that you don't really see on a daily basis. I met so many amazing people along the way from all over the world; some just from my school and others from different states and countries. The girls that I went on the trip with became some of my really good friends. We literally started out as strangers that were stuck together, but now we have memories that we could tell our future kids about. It seems crazy to think that one month could have brought strangers to be such good friends, but I guess that what the city does to you. The city itself is a museum, you're never bored of what is around you and I learned so much about the city and culture just in that month. Every turn was something new, despite the similarities in the architecture. We found places in the city that weren't your average tourist destinations that we grew to love —places to eat, to shop, to go out when we didn't have anything scheduled for the day. We lived a Parisian lifestyle. The whole trip really opened my eyes and gave me a new perspective on a city that I thought I had known. And I can't believe it has been a whole year since then.
Usually, the "looking back on the past year" posts come between the last week of December and the first week of January. But I'm looking back now and doing that feels the same way as it would if I did in January. Things feel the same, but different and inevitably with time, there's growing and aging, and the uncertainty of what to feel as all this takes place. This time last year, I started a few things that I genuinely thought were never going to happen. I had just arrived in my favorite city in the world to live and learn there for a month and I had finally started a blog that I was actually comfortable using. This is where it all started. My trip to Paris really helped me kickstart this blog. I wanted to share my photos and experiences without wondering if I was annoying people on instagram. I didn't post as much as I wish I had, but a few posts for the time I was there kept me interested in this blog. Paris and this blog brought so many great and new things into my life.
Paris was an absolute dream. I still never shut up about it. Time was against us the entire time we were there, but with the sun setting no earlier than 10 PM made the days felt so long and we felt like we could do everything. Before I left, a month seemed like a lifetime, but when it was over it felt like it could not have gone by quicker. Paris has always been one of my, if not my favorite cities in the entire world. It's filled with an electric lifestyle that you don't really see on a daily basis. I met so many amazing people along the way from all over the world; some just from my school and others from different states and countries. The girls that I went on the trip with became some of my really good friends. We literally started out as strangers that were stuck together, but now we have memories that we could tell our future kids about. It seems crazy to think that one month could have brought strangers to be such good friends, but I guess that what the city does to you. The city itself is a museum, you're never bored of what is around you and I learned so much about the city and culture just in that month. Every turn was something new, despite the similarities in the architecture. We found places in the city that weren't your average tourist destinations that we grew to love —places to eat, to shop, to go out when we didn't have anything scheduled for the day. We lived a Parisian lifestyle. The whole trip really opened my eyes and gave me a new perspective on a city that I thought I had known. And I can't believe it has been a whole year since then.
But my Paris adventures weren't the only thing that commenced on this day last year. This blog started and since then it has grown with me. I started with just small sentences about what I was wearing, but it has become my favorite source of creativity. It has grown to be something more than just what dress I was wearing at the mall today. I began to share things, not just fashion related, but more about me and what I like. This blog became filled with things that I love, people that I admire, or events that I wish I could go to. This has become the only 'scrapbook' I use and the fact that some of you, even if it is just my family and friends, read it means so much. I really appreciate it, more than you know. Thank you for reading and scrolling through my unfinished, never-ending, and now year-old online scrapbook. xo