All black and white at times

This is it, getting  along with the natural changes. The bad hair days happening often. The skin not so bright and beautiful as you feel. Oh gone are the days these brown eyes could read the small letters without a second skin, reading glasses.

What is this so black and white! I love it. This is me, a fourth-six-year old to be. Now, thinking what is really that I want? Well, my passion for fashion and people’s stories are what drives me. So I could combine both when becoming a personal styling storyteller.

It is a challenge but I’m planning the path to reach it.  I’ll keep you posted.

 

 

 

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