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Enjoying your own company is something that takes getting used to. From simple things to eating alone to the bigger, scarier notion of solo travel, learning to enjoy your own company can be difficult.
I remember the first time I sat and had dinner alone. I was in London for London Fashion Week, my first solo trip. The friend I was staying with was in college and I wanted to eat somewhere nice. I remember noticing how strange it was, because my phone was dead. I didn't have that blanket of endless scrolling for protection- it was just me and the food. And it was completely fine.
I love people watching. It's something I do every day and probably one of the biggest distractions in my life. Sometimes I'll make up background stories for people as they go about their everyday lives, creating an imaginary narrative for a fictional character in my head.
Wearing; Blazer- Bershka // Top- thrifted // Skirt- Pretty Little Thing // Boots- ASOS
In first and second year of college, I was always seeing or dating or texting someone. Nothing ever really lasted more than 3 months, with maybe two months max in between finding someone new. But since I've come back from America, there's being nothing. Nada. Maybe it's a good thing, maybe I've upped my standards, maybe I just know what I want in a person now.
When you hear about people taking a break from dating, it's usually to 'find themselves' or what they want. After 8 months of being a singleton, I can guarantee that I don't feel any different than I did before. But I've learned to enjoy my own company more than ever before. I've become closer to my friends, spent more time with my family, focused on college and my career.
Being alone doesn't equal loneliness, and I'm glad I've finally figured that bit out.
Rachel x
being alone.
4.13.2018
Enjoying your own company is something that takes getting used to. From simple things to eating alone to the bigger, scarier notion of solo travel, learning to enjoy your own company can be difficult.
I remember the first time I sat and had dinner alone. I was in London for London Fashion Week, my first solo trip. The friend I was staying with was in college and I wanted to eat somewhere nice. I remember noticing how strange it was, because my phone was dead. I didn't have that blanket of endless scrolling for protection- it was just me and the food. And it was completely fine.
I love people watching. It's something I do every day and probably one of the biggest distractions in my life. Sometimes I'll make up background stories for people as they go about their everyday lives, creating an imaginary narrative for a fictional character in my head.
Wearing; Blazer- Bershka // Top- thrifted // Skirt- Pretty Little Thing // Boots- ASOS
In first and second year of college, I was always seeing or dating or texting someone. Nothing ever really lasted more than 3 months, with maybe two months max in between finding someone new. But since I've come back from America, there's being nothing. Nada. Maybe it's a good thing, maybe I've upped my standards, maybe I just know what I want in a person now.
When you hear about people taking a break from dating, it's usually to 'find themselves' or what they want. After 8 months of being a singleton, I can guarantee that I don't feel any different than I did before. But I've learned to enjoy my own company more than ever before. I've become closer to my friends, spent more time with my family, focused on college and my career.
Being alone doesn't equal loneliness, and I'm glad I've finally figured that bit out.
Rachel x
Nostalgia. "A sentimental longing or wistful affection for a person or place in the past," or so Google says.
For me, it's a blessing and a curse.
Nostalgia is like looking through old photographs without needing them there in your hands. It can be found in memories, in people, in a place, in an old ticket stub.
It's nice to look back and think of all the good memories made, the moments passed. We're constantly reminded how precious life is and that we should accept each moment as it comes. Sometimes, at the time, you don't appreciate what's in front of you. But fondly reminiscing about the past can help that.
I'm a hoarder. On my walls in front of me as I write this are old concert tickets, ranging from Paramore to Wolf Alice and Hairspray the Musical. Beside me are polaroid photo prints detailing my life from 6th year to last year. At the time, some of the people in the photos were my favourite people, and now I can't remember the last time I spoke to some of them. I keep telling myself I should print new ones.
In that sense, nostalgia is a curse. It's a constant reminder of the people that are gone, of things that didn't go right. Of bad timings, missed opportunities and regrets. Sometimes I find myself thinking so much about times in the past that I fall down a spiral and forget to enjoy the moment of today.
That's the worst part about nostalgia- once it grabs you, you forget to enjoy today.
While I look back and think about how much I miss certain times and places and people in my life, I know in a few years time I'll think the same about today.
Because that's the most comforting thing about nostalgia- knowing that some day in the future, today could be a memory I miss.
Rachel x
nostalgia.
3.16.2018
Nostalgia. "A sentimental longing or wistful affection for a person or place in the past," or so Google says.
For me, it's a blessing and a curse.
Nostalgia is like looking through old photographs without needing them there in your hands. It can be found in memories, in people, in a place, in an old ticket stub.
It's nice to look back and think of all the good memories made, the moments passed. We're constantly reminded how precious life is and that we should accept each moment as it comes. Sometimes, at the time, you don't appreciate what's in front of you. But fondly reminiscing about the past can help that.
I'm a hoarder. On my walls in front of me as I write this are old concert tickets, ranging from Paramore to Wolf Alice and Hairspray the Musical. Beside me are polaroid photo prints detailing my life from 6th year to last year. At the time, some of the people in the photos were my favourite people, and now I can't remember the last time I spoke to some of them. I keep telling myself I should print new ones.
In that sense, nostalgia is a curse. It's a constant reminder of the people that are gone, of things that didn't go right. Of bad timings, missed opportunities and regrets. Sometimes I find myself thinking so much about times in the past that I fall down a spiral and forget to enjoy the moment of today.
That's the worst part about nostalgia- once it grabs you, you forget to enjoy today.
While I look back and think about how much I miss certain times and places and people in my life, I know in a few years time I'll think the same about today.
Because that's the most comforting thing about nostalgia- knowing that some day in the future, today could be a memory I miss.
Rachel x
Eclectic. No, Monday's outfit was more minimal. Monochrome? But you've 10 rainbow shirts hanging nicely in your wardrobe.
I applaud anyone that has the ability to answer this question, really I do. I, on the other hand, am not one of them. In fact I even find it difficult to describe my personal style in three words, or even five.
“Describe your personal style in one word”
9.16.2016
Eclectic. No, Monday's outfit was more minimal. Monochrome? But you've 10 rainbow shirts hanging nicely in your wardrobe.
I applaud anyone that has the ability to answer this question, really I do. I, on the other hand, am not one of them. In fact I even find it difficult to describe my personal style in three words, or even five.
Welcome back to a new era of 'Oh Hey There Rachel'.
It's been a while, I know. Somehow college and work and life got in the way. Before Christmas, I was feeling quite uninspired, very tired and lacking the motivation I needed to blog. And hey, that's ok! I've been blogging for 3 years now, and I'm not the same person I was three years ago. When I started blogging, I was an eager 14 year old with little fashion sense and a dodgy camera. So, it's only natural that my content and interests should change over time.
Here's to a new era of fashion, feminism, shared travel moments and opinion pieces.
Here's to clearer photos and words with more meaning.
Thank you for sticking with me these past three years. Here's to many, many more!
A New Era Of 'Oh Hey There Rachel'
12.29.2015
Welcome back to a new era of 'Oh Hey There Rachel'.
It's been a while, I know. Somehow college and work and life got in the way. Before Christmas, I was feeling quite uninspired, very tired and lacking the motivation I needed to blog. And hey, that's ok! I've been blogging for 3 years now, and I'm not the same person I was three years ago. When I started blogging, I was an eager 14 year old with little fashion sense and a dodgy camera. So, it's only natural that my content and interests should change over time.
Here's to a new era of fashion, feminism, shared travel moments and opinion pieces.
Here's to clearer photos and words with more meaning.
Thank you for sticking with me these past three years. Here's to many, many more!
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