A Time for Reflection

I spent close to an hour reading and looking through my archive and what came out of it was a sense of longing. Longing to be the way that I was.

What struck me the most was my (naive) confidence. How I didnt seem to care what the public feels - I wore (and pose) with much gutso and conviction. I wore the clothes and not the other way round. I was much vocal. I talked about fashion and freewill, image problems, etc. I facilitated discussions among readers through the comment box.

I was fearless, carefree, intellectual and vocal.

Now, I'm just a run of the mill, who wakes up everyday with nothing to look forward to but the weekend. My posts are dreary, with nothing but half-baked photos of myself. My outfits are boring and lack character. And let's not talk about mind stimulating posts. Really...I think the longest post that I last did was 3 lines long.

So what happened to me? Is it work? Have I lost my style? Am I getting more and more boring/stupid by the day?

Or maybe, my personality and style has become, and I quote from a friend "more subtle, more chic,more mature". I don't need to put my heart on the sleeves. I appreciate simplicity, which borders to boring (sometimes). I don't feel the need anymore to be obsessed by the latest model, bag, designer etc. I've shifted my preferences in the pleasures of life- less clothes and fashion, more time with friends, intimate conversation about anything but fashion, good food, good books and basically waking up and acknowledging that there are more important things than clothes.