|AX Paris peplum top // H&M sweater (old) // Escada vest // Uniqlo polka dot "legging pant" // vintage Coach bag // Target booties|
I cannot seem to slow down these days. The other day while at work, I paused at looked at the decorated Christmas tree, and I heard someone outside tell another person“Merry Christmas!”. It hit me: I’ve been running around, forever on the go...This holiday season is going to pass me by, and I’m not even going to know it. Christmas is my favorite time of year. The weather is cold, the layers are on, and all I want to do is cuddle. The street lights seem to shine brighter at night, my cheeks are extra rosy, and family is often in town. However, lately I have I felt as though I am a treadmill, and it’s cranked up at high speed. Like the sun at day break: I am trying to reach all corners of the earth from the very start of the day. Only, unlike the sun, I am less glorious. Less efficient.