Ah, December already. Doesn’t it go by so fast? It always seems like so little and yet so much changes in the blink of an eye.
For awhile now, I’ve been particularly drawn to a certain shade of red. Well, not just a shade, but red full stop. I’ve been absolutely smitten with it lately. For the longest time, my default “item” color has been pink. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still obsessed with all of my cute little pink belongings, but I can feel the start of a transition as I ease out of my soft and cheery shade into something bright and bold.
It started about two months ago, when I found myself hankering for red lipstick. I’ve never really had the desire to wear it before, as I prefer softer and more natural makeup looks, but I could not get the idea of red out of my mind. I started clambering for red anywhere. I was in need of a new wardrobe, anyway, and perhaps it was thanks to my Princess Diana black sheep sweater dupe that I wanted for my birthday, but I wanted a red cardigan, too. Or maybe it was the other way around. Either way, it’s not like I was planning to do away with all the brown sweaters and jackets I’ve built up over the years, but I wanted something red for my daily outerwear. I needed it terribly.
I did eventually get my red, although it was in the form of a cute little jacket with pom-poms on the ends of the drawstrings. It has pockets, too, although they’re quite shallow, and are actually the reason I’ve obtained the first crack in any phone screen I’ve ever owned. While the streak is over for unbroken phones, I couldn’t be happier with my new hooded sweater. It’s the perfect thing for layering and crafting early 2000s looks.
And I did eventually find my shade of red lipstick, too. A trip to the store allowed me to procure a shade called Rendezvous by NARS, which is absolutely adorable and almost looks to be a rust color more than anything. Still though, I am in love!! It’s the perfect layering shade with anything, and it’s natural looking enough that I don’t feel self-conscious wearing it out in public.
It’s funny. Now that I’ve altered my favored shade of red from pink to a deep cherry red, I feel more ready to transition into this new era of my life more than anything. I’ve never been immature, but it feels poetic to shed the girlhood shade of pink to a womanly, mature color of red. Of course, I’m still keeping all of my pink belongings (I still have a soft spot for it underneath all this, haha), but I feel like red is much more appropriate for this era of my life. I’m 22, after all, and I’ve always associated 2s with the color red. Maybe that’s what influenced me to make the change to red!
I’m armed with my new wardrobe, new (arriving) glasses, and new numerical age to take on this next era of my life- and boy, am I excited to face it draped in the color red!
HAPPY 