My Style

When I was younger, with lofty ideas in mind

I had thought my style would be defined

By unique, artistic, curated possessions

To project understated elegance was an obsession..

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It appears I had overestimated my aesthetic abilities

And grossly underestimated life’s realities

So neither time nor the aptitude I could find

To create the curated look I had in mind

Neither interior design, nor fashion

Could I claim as my burning passions..

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Over time my personal style acquired

A distinctly practical vibe, my life required

Things and processes that were fuss-free

Thus everything was focused on functionality

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Now I feel everything in my life is too bland

And I want to draw new lines in the sand

Gradually I am trying to rekindle my interest

In arts and crafts, so I can curate the best

And most unique objects that represent me

And carry with them a captivating story..