Guys, I love you. So, so much. Thank you for your great, supportive comments on my last post. When I wrote it I was still pretty down, disappointed and angry at myself.
However, today is a new day (a golden one at that, look at the light!), and I did come up with a few ideas.
In case you don't know what went down, let me catch you up: I have been living in Canada for over 12 years, and decided at the beginning of this year that I would finally begin the process of becoming a Canadian. I forked over some cash, filled out a bazillion papers, and then waited patiently.
Last Tuesday I had my citizenship test and interview.
Before I continue, I have to make you understand a couple of things.
Despite having procrastinated for so long, becoming a Canadian has always been a huge goal of mine. Canada is my home, and I feel way more Canadian than German. So once I started this process, I did everything in my power to do this as best as I know how to. Or so I thought. (I'll get back to that in a minute.)
Second, I imagined that Tuesday would be a big, important day in my life: The day they welcomed me with open arms into Canada as one of their own. I had marked it in all of my calendars already - prematurely, as it turns out - and made my husband buy a bottle of champagne to celebrate afterwards.
Well, the best laid plans and all that. The whole day was a bit of a let-down. They didn't ask me a single question about why I want to become Canadian, and I had my answer ready! The opportunity to show my fierce love for Canada never came. What a bummer. They also didn't welcome me in. On the contrary, they wanted more paperwork; paperwork that I had a hard time scrounging up. The reasons for that are all in my last post. So I'm still not a Canadian. I drank the champagne anyway. ;-)
But, fear not my friends! It took me a good 24 hours, but I did come up with all the required documents (I fervently hope). This morning I mailed it off, and now I'm once again sitting here, waiting and hoping.
In the meantime I'm playing around outside on this amazingly gorgeous day, just happy to be able to live here and soak it all up.
Moving on to a completely different subject: Are mini denim skirts timeless, or am I looking like an aging wanna-be hipster trying to hard? I'm reasoning to myself that denim is a classic, which means that because this skirt is made of denim, it is timeless. That's how logic works, right?
But I'm not sure. Please enlighten me!
(Even though I will continue wearing it no matter what you say. I just want to know if I'm a rebel or a classy lady. It's good to know these things about yourself.)
All that is left to say are these three things:
Everything happens for a reason.
You guys are the best and I love you.
Today was a good handstand day.
Scarf: DIY gift (similar); sweater: old (similar; this one is cute, too); denim skirt: ancient (similar); boots: Old Navy; tights: old (similar)
Linking up with Fashion Should Be Fun, Passion 4 Fashion, A Labour of Life, Jaymie Ashcraft and A Pocketful of Polka Dots