“when you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on.” // f.d. roosevelt
the end of the school year is the bell that for me, has always signaled change.
i’m eons gone from any sort of school being out for summer, so other than living vicariously through them alongside the moppet, my summer is just like any other time of year; apart of course, from the inescapable feeling of time passing as quickly as light.
it’s in summer that my back feels tight in the mornings, when my mind circles like a hamster on a wheel, and when i’m most prone to twisting my stomach into knots. it’s true the heat makes me a mite crabby, but it couldn’t possibly be the reason why cinnamon pretzels seem to be calling my name, or why a knot tied somewhere on my person appeals to me so much lately, now could it?
➝ source : striped knot shirt-dress vial thakoon
➝ source : pleated knot blouse via marni
➝ source : side knot dress via carven