I was revisiting my FRESH FRUITS photobook and realized:
The people in the book just had this air. An air of individuality. Just this charismatic thing about them. And their style reflected that.
Every page had different people, and along with that, different styles.
And then it hit me. Didn't I used to dress like this? When did I start caring whether it was too hot for layers or too cold for a dress? When did I start dressing so plainly? Yesterday, I wore jeans and a plain blue shirt.
Even しい mentioned a while back. I'm not crazy anymore. Although I never considered myself crazy.
I've changed, and to me, it's a bad thing.
I want my radiance back.
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