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Thursday, June 14, 2012

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move; let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

Hey guys!

Do you also have this thing with a song or a line or whatever that keeps on following you for years? It's not like a favorite song, you don't listen to it over and over again until you get sick of it. You might just hear it once or twice a year and when you do, you drop everything you're doing and listen.
I have this with several songs. Not because they're that exceptionally good or whatever (okat some are), but because I gave some sort of meaning to them. One of them is (my god, don't laugh at me!) 'dancing in the moonlight' by Toploader.  When I was 14 or so I decided that when a boy/man would EVER in my live come to me and say this is his favorite song, I would marry him. For real. I'm not even kidding!
Another one was 'heartbeat' by Annie. I don't even know what it was about anymore, but when I hear it something happens I can't explain. The last song I'm gonna tell you about is 'swing life away' by Rise Against. It has actually been a favorite song of mine a long time ago, but last year when I was in America (and felt extremely happy and good) I listened to this song again and it was like I could've been the one writing the lyrics. Now it reminds me of the awesome time I had there.

Anyways, the outfit I'm wearing here includes the assymetrical skirt from ebay! :) And a belt I had from a friend when I was 13. Friggin' 7 years ago. Time flies.







Love,

Loes

8 comments:

  1. Hij is cool! Lekker he dat die zo gekreukt binnen kwam, ik ga hem eerst voorzichtig strijken denk ik..

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  2. Gave rok! Ik ben nog steeds op zoek naar zo een! xx

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  3. Echt heel leuk gecombineerd!

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  4. Zo'n soort rok vind ik altijd errrrg leuk! X

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  5. Wauwwwww die rok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  6. leuke foto s Loes!Je rokje is erg leuk!X

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  7. Wat een leuke rok heb je aan!!

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