Thursday, 31 December 2009
Last Day of the Year/Decade?
Is it the last day of the decade today? I hope so, because that means that the 20 year fashion cycle will push next year into 90's nostalgia, and there is nothing I love more than wearing died petticoats, lace with cargo pants and combat boots.
When we came into this decade I was 14. Since then, quite a lot has happened. I finished high school, moved to Siena, Italy. Moved back home. Lived in England, then Bologna, Italy. Then home again. I did an arts degree in Melbourne. Found my soul mate, moved to Spain and more recently bought a house in Puglia with him.
Well those were the big things. Lucky I started blogging, that should keep the memories filed in chronological order.
I spent the last morning of this year outside in short sleeves, pruning my olive trees. I still can't believe we own a house.
Being back here and seeing this place has made everything seem real, and exiting. S says that these feel like historic moments. As though we are living in a bright memory being recounted 10 years later. That sums it all up.