Matching Organic Clothes or Funny Dogs

It is very rarely that I match clothes. I usually don’t because I myself am not a very put together kind of human on whom – supposedly – everything just falls into pieces and makes it into these perfect matching outfits.

My thoughts – apparently – don’t always connect either and at times I just wish I had a puppy.

As opposed to a full head-to-toe ensemble of the same colour or print. That just might show how much of a lunatic you are and that, my friend, might be very cool. You have to be a bit crazy to be able to carry this much matching. All pink, florals, stripes. If you feel sane, though, then you have just qualified for the matching by the book looks and you, most probably, have a puppy.

With me it’s either almost not at all or the whole thing all at once.

You know the joke?

The joke is on us, I’m telling you. It’s the world we live in that makes us wish for a puppy, but also the world we chose to live in and actually own a puppy and hold on to our thoughts. I don’t watch stuff that makes me angry, I don’t pay attention to annoying drivers when I drive and listen to the music I randomly bump into on the radio and sing like there is no tomorrow and anyway why help create even more drama when there’s enough already?

Everything Pharell said in a Vogue interview some time ago. Simple, nice and clean.

Why seeing people just because of being scared of being alone and talking about not-so-special kind of nothing? Doing nothing on my own sometimes feels more real than accompanied by the wrong kind of people. With the right people though, oh…

Anyway, this was about something else in the beginning. But don’t you see how the somethings connect in the end? Now you want a puppy? Our minds play by themselves or with us and we know we like to play. No matter the world. With or without the puppy.

Before wearing this I was almost sure of wearing head-to-toe black. Black does not count. Black is like running around naked to me. Which so cool. To me. But then all black and a black hat? I wouldn’t have made it onto the streets. You know when you wake up and you need a nap, but you also don’t ever nap? I can’t nap. I had to get out fast, so I needed something to wake me up.

The coffee didn’t do much and the hat had to stay, I was totally feeling it. It kinda circles my world and at times I want my world circled. It’s just like with sunglasses, I saw it in Big Daddy back when I was a kid. There, the kid was saying that whenever he wear shades he hides from the world outside or lives in his own world or something like that.

Somethings, again.

I think it’s similar with the hat, but the hat, though, you have to feel it! It’s not as easy as with the shades. Sunglasses and hat? Batman’s cape is on the house, friend!

Then I put on comfy, floral pants. Flowers and a straw hat? A black straw hat. Uhm, ok. Natural fabrics, organic things like straws and flowers and cotton. Only natural to want the shirt made of hemp, no? Only nature on myself. The slippers were there to make me feel like almost barefoot because barefoot is, well, a thing to me.

Just as focusing and distracting at the same time are.

Even the bag is 100 %cotton. I am telling you, on a cloudy day, an outfit made out of natural stuff, stuff that match in good fabrics and especially stuff you love to wear will make most of your clouds disappear. Just like with the world around the hat on your head.

A world in which a puppy comes to your door.