All Hallows Hills

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beanie: disturbia | glasses: urban outfitters | sweatshirt: brandy melville | skirt: free people | socks: free people | Boots: free people | bag: urban outfitters

beanie: disturbia | glasses: urban outfitters | sweatshirt: brandy melville | skirt: free people | socks: free people | Boots: free people | bag: urban outfitters

If you knew you would miss this moment someday, would you see it differently? Well, this is exactly what I am telling you. You will miss this moment. No matter how sad you may feel right now, your perspective from several years down the line will tell a different story, and nostalgia always spins the same tale.

I've been trying my best to fall in love with every moment in my life, but in times that this proves especially difficult, I remind myself of this. In just a few years, I will miss this moment. All of a sudden, as if by some unseen magic, I snap out of the wallowing well, and gratitude takes the place of doubt. If starting this blog has done anything, it's proved this theory of mine true. I look back on these photos taken sometimes just a week prior, and already feel the first pangs of nostalgia settling in.

This day in beautiful Jenkintown happened to be Halloween Day, and these photos were taken when I was dizzy with bliss. The drive that followed balanced out the emotions. The world in the peak of autumn was so beautiful, it literally hurt. I felt overwhelmed with beauty, and the sadness which came from recognizing its ephemerality. It's strange how looking out of your window to a world in the prime of its beauty can inspire pain.