It’s hard to explain, but there’s something extremely daunting about aging after you turn eighteen – or at least, that’s how I feel! As alien as it sounds to those older or younger than us newly-turned nineteen-year-olds, being nineteen is no such accomplishment at all. It’s simply one year older than eighteen, and while both eighteen and twenty sound somewhat substantial, like there’s purpose in the number and age, nineteen just seems like I’m trying to be old, when I’m really not at all!
On top of that, like Dominique from Style 2 Bones mentioned on her 19th birthday just a few days ago, when success is often equated with age and youth, it’s hard not to want to stay a single age, just so you can accomplish more at a younger age – especially when influenced by the blogosphere, which is definitely a relatively young industry. As LinkedIn (a website that connects individuals for business opportunities) lowers its minimum age requirement to a measly fourteen years old, it’s hard not to feel the resounding weight of the question: am I doing enough with my life? And while these touchy topics and weighty issues are impossible to avoid on one’s birthday, it’s really more worthwhile to enjoy your cake (vegan strawberry cake in my case!), enjoy good company, and make your wishes. Speaking of which it’s almost 11:11!
So, here’s a look that mirrors my desire to hold onto those younger years: youthful blooms in Minkpink, sunny yellows, and that childhood-to-grownup staple of Chuck Taylors at electric sekki (photos by Bryant).