Looking at these pictures that are nine-ten-eleven months old is actually so, so weird. I can remember this day perfectly and I can remember standing in my backyard with the self-timer taking these pictures. Do you ever do that? It's weird. So much has changed since these pictures and if I remember correctly, right before I took these, I was off to go see a movie with Niklaas. When...we weren't anything. Well, not defined as anything at least. It was when he was just my best friend who belonged to someone else. And I can distinctly remember my parents saying, "You're going to a movie? Alone? With...Niklaas? Can that...happen?" Ha. Again. So weird. I mean, this is almost a completely different Maggie, here. The Maggie before college and before graduation and before turning 18! I don't feel like the same Maggie. At all. I just want to give this girl a hug and say, "Hang in there. Everything is going to turn out. You're going to ace your calculus final. You're going to walk across that stage hearing the roar from the fifty family members that love you and hug the darlingest boy you've ever met. And he'll be yours when it happens. You're going to go to Montana and fall in love with it. You're going to meet best friends that will be best friends for the rest of your life. You're going to feel happy."
I'm going to go shower and put this sweater on! Are you ever inspired by yourselves? Haha. I'll be honest. When I'm in a complete slump I'll go to my blog and look at really old posts and try to mimic outfits, changing little things. I'm thinking...jeweled headband, skinny jeans, and my black boots today with this:)