High-waisted Shorts: Purse, Heels, Pearls: Thrifted.
Floral Shirt (actually a dress): Forever21.
So, after nine months of hard word, studying, and 8 hours each day of torture...I am finally out of high school for the summer. YES! Golly, it's so hard to believe that I have all the free time in the world though right now for the next three months. What's even scarier is that when I go back to school in the fall, I'll be a *gulp* senior. Senior. Senior, senior,senior. It feels so weird to think that twelve years in the making of going to school has brought me to this point. All those years of looking up to the older girls, wishing one day I would be one of those beautiful, confident, and fearless senior girls.
As a freshman in high school the senior girls definitely held my fascination. They all seemed so effortless. Like they woke up with beautiful hair, beautiful faces, and the perfect outfits. Those senior girls were liked by everyone. They never got a pimple. They got invited to the hippest parties. Not to mention they were a part of National Honor Society and got to leave school a period early. They were mysterious and I remember not being able to wait until the day when I was one of those girls...
But, now the time is almost here. The oddest thing is I don't feel like any of those things that those senior girls seemed like to me as a freshman. I don't feel all that confident. I don't feel all that beautiful. And I sure as heck don't fear effortless nor fearless. I still feel like that little, shy, freshman girl I was almost four years ago. I wonder though if any of the freshman next year will look at me though and think, "wow, I want to be just like her!" That would seriously be such a dream come true. To be a role model and an admirable person for younger girls. Maybe, just maybe I can be.
With much love, Lauren.