All my childhood, I fantasized about the day I would turn 25 on the 25th of March. That sounded like a fantastic and peculiar coincidence that would happen only once in my lifetime – which is basically true though. And now here I am, on the verge of turning the fatidic age of 25, and I am filled . . .
This is my first serious Spring look of 2018: I finally dropped the layers, the big coat and so on. This Winter seemed endless to me, just like most of them actually... I do not particularly like this season: it's cold, it's grey and the whole situation often makes me grumpy haha! So I am so happy . . .