Adieu & Bonne Chance!

Hi there, all you fellow humans. Some shoe and skirt combinations to soothe the soul this week.

A lot has been coming up for me since seeing the Barbie movie for the first time.

Like, how it is even better the second time… and the third. ๐Ÿ˜‰

But, it is all the more heartbreaking! The only thing I can seem to discuss upon my return to class routine and propriety is whether another has seen the film or not, and what they thought of it. 

As far as my survey goes, it seems like Barbieโ€™s impact on fellow females is quite significant. For me, I realize just what Barbie had to go through in choosing a human life instead of perfection in Barbieland.

She has to say goodbye to the people that she always knew to be around, like Ken, and all the other Barbies. 

I am officially in the fourth year of my time in my undergraduate degree, and this means that I am the most experienced of all the students running about. I found that once back in town, I was instantly searching for all of the people I once knew that graduated!

It really brings me to wonder, why is saying goodbye so hard?

It is the ebb and flow of life, as I have talked about and discovered this Summer with all of my free time, to be near and far from the things that we hold dear. 

It is just a part of growing up that we say goodbye and life goes on.

In the best, and even the low moments, all the growth that comes with existing in this life teaches us to wish well on everyone we encounter.

I bid my farewell to the ocean that I cherished greatly this Summer, and I know it will be waiting warmly for my next visit.

I never wish to bid adieu to my whimsical ways or my adoration of complementary combinations!

Assuredly most of my favorite things I do not have to say goodbye to. Not in the way of never being seen again.

My dresses are simply stored away for the season, and my shoes may get resoled and shined, but I know they are always there, just as dazzling as the first time we met.

On and on this goes. I am hopeful that the same applies to people.

Where every interaction does not mean the world, but the way we approach each interaction shapes who we are and what we choose to carry with us. Their presence remains in the heart of our memories when we need them.

Goodbye, my Fancy!

You know just where to find me, as it would be my honor to have you as a reader to catch up on the goings-on of Queen Bee!

My stylist would appreciate it just as much ๐Ÿ˜‰

XOXO,

Bentley

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