What I really wanted to get out of being in America was a new wardrobe. Right now my wardrobe looks like that of a 16 year old…seriously it’s a teenager’s dream! I really wanted to get some nice tops that you could dress up or dress down and maybe some cardigans instead of hoodies, a couple of skirts or dresses…you know, clothes suitable for a 23 year old.
Well what I discovered is that try as I might I am a beach bum through and through and there is nothing, NOTHING, I can do to get away from that. And you know what, I’m okay with that…my family are just going to have to deal, my friends will have to accept that this is who I am (even though I live and work in London…at the moment) and the guy that I’ll be lucky enough to have as my husband, when we finally find each other won’t care one bit, because I will be the kind of girl he wants.
Hooray for being a beach bum and finally being able to accept it and more importantly not care what others think, because it suits me, it IS me!