When I was younger, I prized my first name. I stumbled onto it with youthful candour and with the memory of a song I used to earnestly sight-read on the piano, fingers on black and white, words on pursed lips and forgotten photo-copied Haydn carelessly strewn on the floor. I relished a wordy ballad amongst a sea of beautiful, Classical black dots. This was my blog name.
Today, I chose a new identity just as quickly and perhaps just as foolishly as I once did before. I am not yet on the other side of 20. I love; I love to learn; and I love to absorb.
This is my style diary; my somewhat curated life journal, and this is me.
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