January Musings
January is supposed to be calm. A soft landing. A return to “routine.” And yet… I’m still here. Still dressing like the night might turn into a story. Sorry, never sorry.
Until next month,
x Delphine
Saying “I’m taking it easy” and then making plans the second someone texts “drink?”
Wearing feathers and satin anyway, because seasonal depression doesn’t stand a chance against a good dress.
Going on long walks pretending I’m in a movie montage (sunglasses on, obviously).
Planning my next escape because winter is cute, but I prefer warmth. I’m thinking down south…very south.
Setting intentions, not rules. I’m not here to behave — I’m here to be unforgettable.
