Recently, a friend of mine told me that she had been wondering what made us loose our ability to be ourselves. She said that she remember when she was a child not caring about what other people thought of how she dressed or what she did and then some day it changed… That reminded me of a lot of my childhood pictures. In my twenties, I wondered how my parents let me look that way on so many pictures…
Fashion sense is not my thing. Being happy is what I am after, so now I am grateful that my parents let me not care about how I was dressed and allowed me to be me.