Rivertown Revival

skirt & boots: thrifted, vintage, vest: diy, purse: flea market, vintage, sunglasses: buffalo exchange

Yesterday my mom and I attended the annual Rivertown Revival fest in Petaluma -- a perfectly quirky music/art/food event that is essentially celebrating the Petaluma River. But personally I think it's a just a day that all the Steampunk junkies come out and get to go nuts. This year I didn't get any photos of costumes, but you can check my post from last year to get a better idea on what I'm talking about. My "costume" was put together pretty last minute, but I dunno... I like the outcome! Wearing one of my favorite long skirts as a dress is allowed, right? ;)

As I searched for last year's post on the Rivertown Revival fest, I looked through quite a few posts from a year ago. Sometimes it's fun to do this and see what you were like, but for me, doing this was more bittersweet. I feel an odd ache in my belly looking at myself from a year ago and remembering how I felt and what I knew and how I looked and just... who I was. Sometimes it doesn't feel like all too much can change in a year, but it really can, you know? And sometimes I don't feel too different; I'm still me. But then I really think about it and everything has changed. I s'pose I knew it would happen, but I guess I just didn't know how it would feel now. x

currently listening to // Speedy Ortiz - Pioneer Spine