i wear a lot of green. and brown. and earthy tones. i also wear cardigans and layers and skirts and boots. and lately, well, lately, i’m wearing my heart on my sleeve, sensitive to just about anyone and anything that crosses my path. i am that girl, who you see at the grocery store, with puffy red eyes and sallow skin. the one who clearly needs to take a break, to indulge in self care and perhaps have a really satisfying cry (instead of tearing up at every small and abrupt thing that comes her way). yes, that is me. what is also still me is the serene feeling of knowing that i expressed in an earlier post. i still feel that, but i can’t seem to let the harshness toward myself go. i am sensitive about that, likely most of all.
lucky for me, i am going to nyc on thursday to visit with my girlfriends. a group of women, who having known me for well over 15 years, will let me be me, sensitive and thankful and tearful and joyous all at once. i can seriously hardly wait.
more self portraits here.