I love Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings and Star wars. I love books-classics, non-fiction, sci fi; anything that will make me feel. I love sweaters and clothes in general and knowing how I look, and I especially love the way other people look. Whether they just got out of bed and it’s obvious because their hair is flat on one side and the pillow case wrinkles are still on their face, or if they spent a lot of time getting ready I especially try to appreciate it because that might mean that they just needed an extra confidence boost today and we all have days like that. I love the city that I live in and I also miss where I came from. I realized that I prefer taking the bus or the train to driving places because I’ve come to enjoy this familiarity that I’ve found in strangers. The ones that I know I’ll see if I take the 8:30 bus, the ones that say hi, the ones that sit there and look sad or hopeful or tired. I love expensive coffee even though I know I shouldn’t buy it because I should be frugal since I’m a college student, but sometimes a pumpkin spice latte can make things happen. I love falling asleep knowing that I don’t have to wake up at a certain time. I love doing couple things even though I dislike the idea of being cliche. I love the rush of mental energy that comes with planning something I’m excited about, whether it’s a trip or a photo shoot, or just what I’m going to wear tomorrow. I’m realizing how important it is to appreciate every little thing that makes you happy, even if it’s embarrassing or cliche or might cause others to judge you, because if it’s something that makes YOU happy you should be aware of it and open to it. I’m realizing that accepting what makes you happy is one of the first steps to accepting and loving yourself, and that, lovelies, is so incredibly important.