Inspiration.

I am inspired by s o m a n y t h i n g s , I can't even begin to name them all. Marc Jacob's floaty chiffon dresses and Chloe's tough-meets-chic ruffled cream-coloured ankle boots make me want to fly away on Cloud 9. Just hearing William Fitzsimmon's magical voice softly through my speaker gives me enough inspiration to write a whole book of songs (that i could never, ever sing, thanks to my tone-deaf voice) but songs all the same. Looking around, when I see sunlight streaming through the trees making them all shadow-y and beautiful, I can barely breathe. "Lack of inspiration" is not a term I can ever use. I believe that people who use that as an excuse are just lazy, because there is inspiration all around us! It may not be in the form that you were expecting it to be in but it is there! Half-bloomed flowers and music and poetry, and friends, and animals and French accents and CLOTHES! (oh yes, clothes) all set fire to my imagination and once I've started, I can't stop.
Why am I writing this again? I know, it makes me sound like an old maid who has nothing else to do with her life, sorry. I think I am writing this not really to be read, but more for myself, you know? Like, if I could just get it all out in words, that makes me realize how much I have to be thankful for. Inspiration is one of the few things in life that will never run out, never grow old, and you can never get enough of it. I love feeling inspired. In fact, writing this post has inspired me to go write another post!
Au Revoir for now, loves.