My boyfriend accidentally bought me these two imported peonies at $15 a pop (he thought they were $7! lol). Over 3 days, they bloomed from dense brilliant pinks buds to these big fluffy white flowers. They are so beautiful! Can’t take my eyes off of them.
Here’s the outfit I wore today on my day off. I feel at peace in it. These second-hand Levi’s 501ct has stretched out a bit, so I’m going to wash and dry them in hopes they shrink. The colors are nicely balanced here and the whole outfit feels in harmony with who I am and what I’m doing.
I read Goodbye, Things (a book about new Japanese minimalism) for a second time. Sasaki’s writing feels refreshingly ordinary. I highly recommend. It got me thinking a lot about how things come to define us; how we often accumulate junk because we seek to convey our worth through our things. Once, a friend entered my apartment and looked around; he asked in horror: “Where are your books?”. I told him: we don’t have any. He looked at me unable to hide his disdain. And by this point in my life, I was comfortable with myself enough to not be affected.
This friend assumed I had read a lot and might have been searching for these imaginary books hoping to relate with topics I’ve read. Or maybe he wanted to appraise my social value through my books. He wanted to get a quick sense of my sophistication and taste. When I first switched to e-Books, a part of me screamed out nooo! I was afraid I wouldn’t get credit for the things that I read. I wanted people to be able to see and think I was smart and cool; it was a challenge to let that mentality go. There’s a lot of freedom once you do let that go though! If someone wants to know what books I’ve read or anything else for that matter, they ought to have conversations with me to find out.
[outfit: vintage fisherman sweater, Levi’s 501ct, Vietnam oatmeal socks]