My mum often says I am 'trash collector' because I really hard get rid of my old stuff, whether it is piece of clothing or something else. But what can I do when there is always question in my head "What if I might need that someday?" Similar story has happened with my those red jeans. Unbeliveable, but I'm saving them since I was in elementary school :) Last day while I was reorganizing my closet for the hundredth time this month I think, I found them again.. I immediately started with rearranging them when I was sudenly struck with the fact that my figure has been changed considerably during those ten years...and when I say considerably i mean CONSIDERABLY :) But I was optimistic and rebellious.. With a lot of will, huge effort and after two broken nails I finally made it.. I put them on yupiee :)) (ok, we will forget the fact that I was barely breathing at that moment) So I didn't think anymore, I just grab transperent black top from H&M, black peep toe shoes, my Nikon and run out to take some pics until my trousers don't burst through all possible seams :)
