When I chopped my hair off, I feared that it would never return. That beauty when broken cannot find its way home. Of course the hair has grown and so has love in its place. Coming home felt like giving up.
Little did I see it was about growing young. Remembering my roots and personal truths. Those that still remain in the hearts eye. I found a place where I can be me. In all the hurt spaces happiness cultivates.
It is in the cracks that a smile forms. Joy is a fight to be you. Run strong, go faster. Then slow for a moment to breathe then go on and break your own mold. Step out and evolve to the you that has always been.
Note: If you like any of the outfits, they were on loan from Taylors for this shoot. Filming the trailer to the book Baltimore Fashion Dream. http://www.taylorscollective.com
Lace provided by DUROAD USA. http://www.duroad.com Instagram duroad_u.s.a