That time of the Month
Or year for that matter...

 / pants: 3.1 PHILLIP LIM / bag: LOEWE
sneakers: MARC BY MARC JACOBS / sunglasses: RAN-BAN
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Around mid-winter comes a funk. Maybe the cold freezes my motivation and creativity, and I tend to feel less active. As someone who doesn’t follow the stars or signs I always feel compelled to look into it around this time as I search for a reason for my funk. It's like I become a bit sloth-like, not in a negative depressive way instead it’s more like a sense of content where the 'need for more' doesn’t exist. Come spring it’s like I wake up and everything is new, it’s like I’m a butterfly having previously been in a cocoon. Do I cocoon each year?!