It starts to look like a tradition.
Every New Years Eve I get sick.
Even though I wasn’t feeling good, that did not stop me from having a good time.
If I have to let things stand in my way I won’t achieve my goals.
I bought a beautiful sequin dress for New Years Eve but the weather did not cooperate.
Yes, I could wear thick tights. But it takes away the power of the dress.
Eventually I didn’t feel like dressing up anymore so I choose to go for a casual but chic look.
I had to wear cardigans and a wool jacket to protect me from the cold outside..
Next year I’ll be celebrating New Years Eve somewhere warm.. I can not stand the cold anymore.
A new beginning, second changes..
The sky is the limit.