I have just discovered something profound and horrifying, and I need to share it with you all:
TIME IS NOT UNDER OUR CONTROL.
Okay, that intro sentence was meant to be funny, but really, I’m sometimes shocked at how little control– and often, even awareness– I have when it comes to time. I could’ve sworn, just before I looked at my calendar, that it’s early June and I’ve just finished classes. Or maybe it’s July and I still have weeks left to lie by the lake and assure myself that papers will be completed soon (really, self, so soon!). But no, it’s late August, and I’ve somehow made it to the end of the summer without realizing it.
This isn’t a new phenomenon. I’m always wondering where time has gone, especially during the summer. And I have some pretty good answers– it’s gone to the library and Powell’s and Myopic; to the Northwest, New York, and South Carolina; to The Empty Bottle, The Art Institute, Indian restaurants, the lake, the park… Time has been well-used this summer; happily, I was so busy playing and working that I forgot to watch the clock. Unhappily, I forgot to blog, too. I’ve worn many an outfit since I posted last, and have gone through a sort of style identity crisis during the sweltering heat this city suffered. Alas, all that will remain unshared.
As time continues to fly and fall draws near, here’s one outfit I did record. I adore this silk dress and its funky print. The shoes are my go-to summer sandals, and the bag has been a godsend (ASOS-send?) for when I’m attempting to look professional. I’ve been carrying it for months; now let’s just hope that as the weather cools down and my favorite ways of dressing are possible again (boots! scarves! tights! blazers!) I have a little more to share with you all.
How has your summer been? Have you been wondering where time has gone? What’s the best thing you’ve done all summer?