I’ve always been a past dweller. I can’t let go of things, memories, people easily. Especially people. I wouldn’t beat up the girls who stole my toys in kindergarden, but I still remember. Therefore for me the most suitable way to begin the new year is to think about the one that just passed. The good, the bad, the joys, the sorrows and what they all meant to me, how they changed my life. I can’t say 2012 was good nor bad, it was weird. Just plain weird. If somebody would’ve told me in advance what was going to happen last year I would’ve told them to cut the crap.
Style wise, I think this year wasn’t as weird as the previous ones, though. I’d still wear most of the outfits. But I’ll let you be the judge of that, so, here you are: my favourite outfits from 2012.