Beauty grows with passing years

"The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It’s the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows & the beauty of a woman only grows with passing years."

— Audrey Hepburn

Shoes: Payless (bought before I left the U.S), Dress: factorie (Australia), Belt: Gap (also from the
U.S.), Leather clutch: gift, Seed Necklace: market in the Dominican Republic, Leather
and wooden bangles and blue glass beads: market in West Africa

 Hello from the great country of Australia! Also coming to you from the 2nd summer of my life this year. That's right folks, I left the summer/fall weather in the U.S. just in time to hit Australia's summertime that started a few months ago. I am one lucky girl. Today was a scorcher and perfect for long a dress (and sunscreen). 

I got really into wearing dresses and skirts when I was living in Africa a few years ago. (I was forced at that time by the conservative culture in my village of not showing knees and not wearing pants- it was considered very taboo for a woman to wear either in that rural area. After wearing beautiful handmade dresses for almost 2 years, I fell in love with it.  I'm back on the long cotton dress train again this summer. I'm also taking care to start my new year off right by fulfilling a new year goal. Wearing lipstick! I'm loving it so far, more than I thought. I'm wearing coral pop by Maybelline here in case you were wondering. 

I have noticed as I finish out this fine decade of my life this year (aaaahh!), that I am no longer so fearful of getting older and what comes with it. Don't get me wrong, I still swear by wrinkle cream, eating healthy, exercising, and lathering sunscreen all over all the time. I'm noticing grey hairs by the week now. I have watched this fear dissapate since I have been with my husband the past 6 years. 
At the most obscure times, like just when we open our eyes in the morning, he tells me that I am beautiful. He looks into my eyes and says it in the most sincere way, it makes me melt. I know he's not looking at my bed hair, or makeup smears, but into my eyes, into my heart, and my soul. It's such a pure human moment for me. I treasure each one of them (since he doesn't say it every morning). It's in those moments, that I know our love will grow deeper with time. The thought of growing old together with my husband is something that I live for, long for, and I'm so excited about.