This is how I looked like on my 19th birthday, the 14th of June. I don't feel any strange at all, turning one year older, because honestly I think 19 is not such a big difference from 18, both are such beautiful and young ages, I'm glad I get one more, one last year as a teenager, I'm glad I didn't turn 20 just this summer. I choose not to think so much about the matter now anyway, and that is only a good thing, I know. The day was beautiful, and the sun shone for me it seemed. Magic is real, if we only have the eyes to see. That's what I firmly believe.
I found this hair acessory the very same day as well, I thought it looked so epic on me, that I just had to buy it. I got kind of a 20's flapper/jazz-club feeling from it, or an artistic bohemian style. Perhaps rather the last one.
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