2009
If I look back at this post on this day and time in 2012 and I’m not in San Fransisco or New York living in a dinky apartment that I pay rent for by working a kickass job related to fashion, writing or art, then I failed myself miserably.
But if I’m still healthy, happy, and challenged by life… I can’t be too disappointed right?
Wish you all enduring faith and contentment this year. Do right by your heart and soul. End cheesiness.
More reblogs from the past. Looks like I’ve reached a plateau. Or perhaps a slow decline? I hope I wrote that in December. That would buy me a year.
Nope. Just checked. That post was made January 3rd. Setbacks yo, they’re a bitch.
2024
Hey you,
You moved to NYC in 2014 with your boyfriend. You worked in retail while finishing up your degree in Fashion Merchandising, which you earned in 2016, just after a stint at Michael Kors as a Retail Development intern. That same year you got your first big girl job, then moved to your next big girl job. Since then you worked your way up to that salary you said you needed to pay down your student loans and still live comfortably.
Oh and that big ol' loft you dreamt of living in with the exposed beams and brick? Yup, you're renting one. With your husband! And Goldendoodle! It may not be in a city you expected but it's got all the space and sunlight you need. Keep doing what you're doing. On the days/weeks/months it may not feel like much, just keep going and keep dreaming. You make magic happen in ways you may not notice now but once you look back you'll see you've always had it in you.
