One of the thing that I fear after I let down my guards is allowing someone into my heart again. In contradiction to that, I am certainly not afraid to love, devote myself to love and work continuously like others are afraid to. Like any hopeless romantic out there I like the sound of "being in love" but at the same time I don't want it to be the sole purpose that I welcomed any imposers that may want to steal my heart away for lukewarm reasons. I love to keep in mind that I want to fall beautifully with no control when I am ready.
My Facebook's contacts are sometimes handful. It goes more to the ones who knew me before at my tender age in Haiti. Once they get in touch with me, they never hesitate to flood me with questions about the overall of my life. The questions seems to reveal that my life is so fascinating to them but me Haha. The desire of catching up is mutual as well because in a way I appreciate the fact that they thought of me after my absence. The only downfall and uncomfortable part of catching up is dealing with grown men who knew me as a baby are not having an interest in mind there my privacy settings comes in handy. A good example into this hilarious moments was when an old friend of mine asked me how my husband was doing. At first I thought I read wrong, looked down on my fingers to see whether or not my memory failed me on that one...(I am certainly being sarcastic here). I answered back with a question mark for him to modify that until he told me that someone informed him that I was engaged, going to get married soon. Instead of being mad for that lovely lie spread of me, I just laughed at that and asked that old friend of mine to tell me who told him so. However this old friend decided to change the subject by leaving the person anonymous. Oh! what a turtle!
The inspiration behind this outfit was mainly because I didn't want to wear any sort of T-shirt and jeans for the day. I've been dying to wear skirts without worrying of being cold or predators and the need to be feminine that day led me to put this ensemble minutes before I headed to the door. I felt a wave of reassuring confidence in my walk so much that I fear other people may have sense it as well. Thankfully while I walked to my destination, a police officer complimented me and said that I looked very nice. Then upon my arrival home a jogger who happened to cross my path said that I looked beautiful in his thick accent. Well this week has been nothing but compliments in my photography and appearance. All these compliments are being taken with nothing but love :)
It's all Love