When I grow up, I want to be a little girl

InCelinasHeels - When I grow up I want to be a little girl (Featured)

I am often accused of being childish. I prefer to interpret that as child-like. I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things. I tend to exaggerate and fantasize and embellish. I still listen to instinctual urges. I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. I never water my garden without soaking myself. It has been after such times of joy that I have achieved my greatest creativity and produced my best work. – Leo F. Buscaglia, Bus 9 to Paradise

Too often we become so busy in our lives that we forget about our inner child. Most of us have forgotten this child even exists, or just refuse to acknowledge her existence. I would say that’s truly the greatest loss in anyone’s life. The innocence, excitement and irrefutable sense of hope is what a child reminds me of. Let your inner child out – even if it’s just to catch her breath.

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Forget me not, Turkey

InCelinasHeels - Forget me not, Turkey (Featured)

In the wee hours of a cold Friday morning, Istanbul happened to me. And thank heavens it did! From the closest tram station to the stunning Prince’s Island, I was met with infinitely beautiful people. And when I say beautiful, I mean beautiful inside and out. From the little devils running around the city to the older (and wiser) ones elegantly walking by, well-dressed is mostly what caught my eye. Most definitely not a trend that’s short-lived, but style in it’s most truest sense – eternal. Like a breath of fresh air, all I could do was take it in.. And share it with you!

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