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Someday, These Will be the Good Old Days

casual fall winter style, pink and grey and black outfit,

What I’m Wearing…

* English Factory pink tied up sweatshirt
* Grey Jeans by Frame Denim
* Wool Cap (also known as Lieutenant’s hat – higher/squarer on top , Conductor hat, Fiddler cap -shorter/rounder ) by Hat Attack (a few years ago)
* Vintage sunglasses (kinda similar to these)
* Faux leather bomber jacket by Obey
* Alexander Wang mini rockie bag
* Aquatalia black leather ankle boots ~ (see them here too)

* Title: MACKLEMORE FEAT KESHA – GOOD OLD DAYSI wish somebody would have told me that… Some day, these will be the good old days… All the love you won’t forget… And all these reckless nights you won’t regret… Someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change… You’ll miss the magic of these good old days



As soon as I think I’ve got it all figured out, I realize I know nothing at all.

I wonder how many times I’ve said that in the last ten years, right here, on this blog?

I wonder if that’s the only way I know I’m growing… learning… changing?

I wonder if I can ever know what I do want without first experiencing what I don’t want?

I wonder if we can go through life without ever hurting anyone, or without hurting ourselves?

I wonder how long it will take to look back at my past with fondness…

If time is equivalent to lollipop licks, then I suppose, I’ll never know.

I think if we stay true to ourselves, knowing what we want and what we don’t want are the main ingredients of a perfect recipe for a good life… if we use the wrong ingredient in an actual recipe, and it tastes badly, we don’t use it again, right? We change it, we do it differently. We keep at it until it tastes good.

But in life, it’s that we agree to ingredients that we know aren’t really right, that leave a bad taste in our mouths and then we make excuses to justify our choices, all the while our intuition is screaming at us that this is just not right!… and even though we know, why is it so hard to listen?

I feel that this is how unhappiness is born… and if left unchecked, becomes deeper and longer and then too late. It’s never too late to make the right decision, it just gets more difficult with time. More people are involved, more worry about causing pain creates more of a case to just bite your tongue and choose unhappiness.

But we only have this one life. And I’m unwilling to choose unhappiness over happiness…

Knowing the road you want to take and discover and getting caught up at a pit stop doesn’t mean you can’t continue down the original road. It doesn’t mean you have to stay at the pit stop forever, even if it feels like you should. If you find yourself at the pit stop but still gazing at the road ahead thinking there’s so much more you wanted to see and wanted to do, so much more you wanted to become, then that road is still calling you, and you must travel on it. You must leave the comfort of the pit stop – even if you love it – to forge on to your true destiny.

Otherwise, you’re setting yourself up for regret. And that’s another choice I’m unwilling to choose.

Someday these will be the good old days. Someday we’ll look back and laugh at all of this… to some extent, we already are.

wool cap and blonde ponytail


Happy Hump Day Lovecats!

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Maegan Tintari

LA native & lifestyle blogger Maegan Tintari writes daily at ...love Maegan.com sharing beauty & style secrets, including fashion DIYs, how-to nail art manicures, hair tutorials, recipes & home decorating ideas, as well as a look into her personal life, her journey & battle with infertility & recent relocation to the mountains by a lake in search of a better life with her adorable French Bulldog brothers, Trevor and Randy.

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