One thing I cannot change is being a collector.
I
collect clothes, but being older and (hopefully) more mature now I finally
am able to throw or give away some items hidden in the
closet for too long. Some of them have second life, some still inhabit
closets and wait for their moment or a moment of my weakness to give
them away. (Getting rid of shoes is out of the question though.)
But
clothes or shoes are not a problem. Among rather traumatic experiences
connected with moving are arguments over the piles of magazines and
brochures I have collected over the years and I carry from place to
place. ("So why do you need an old paper? You read it, just throw it away!") The
big part of this “collection” is stored at my parents’ (thank you!) and
I honestly cannot throw away beautifully designed papers with some
amazing photos and articles inside and regret immensely the ones I
managed to throw out some time ago. Why did I do it? A moment of strange
weakness to become a minimalist or something...
Now I'm searching for color inspiration. Browsing some older fashion magazines helps. Here's one dreamy photo I like from British Vogue, October 2012.
Now I'm searching for color inspiration. Browsing some older fashion magazines helps. Here's one dreamy photo I like from British Vogue, October 2012.
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