Knit Under A Wool Coat: My Forgotten Old Love

Hello my beloved readers,

packing out my forgotten old love for even colder and gloomier days of the year: knit under a wool coat. Once you bring something old back from body to heart you will know it feels more than right because it has always had a special place in your heart.

Let us spend a day up in the attic, trot old stuff, indulge ourselves in beautiful memories and… or let us take the train, make a trip down the memory-lane, fall into a state of intoxication with all the amazing memories and fall in love again.

It is said that one will never forget one’s first love love, whether it turned to be the only love or a tragic love but an old love we forgot about intentionally or by accident will always have a special place in our heart and holds and unbreakable bond with us.

“(…) while some people have given up on the target of what the forgotten old love is, some others still stick to it firmly over a painful amount of years.”
– Fall4Me

“Take. Me. Back.” – words we hear more than enough but this is not the spirit of an old love, at least not the essential spirit of the forgotten old love I want to talk about here in the first place. Partly maybe, as while some people have given up on the target of what the forgotten old love is, some others still stick to it firmly over a painful amount of years. Sometimes you need distance and in this distance as you learn to let go you may find something else you get to love equally of what you have let go off but once this love shows up again inside out it is magnetic. Nostalgia? Melancholy? Certainly somewhat too but the feeling is stronger and more positive. It lets the eternal flame of love and passion and good times rise again because it is a part of you you cannot let go. Whenever there are feelings of love involved there is comfort for us humans and this comfort can turn into a new blast of positive energy for you. You only need to revive your forgotten old love once to realize that it is an irreplaceable part of you that made its contribution to what you are and where you stand today.

To all those who claim that things could never be the way they were I want to say the following: Things can be the way they were once and if they are not then only because they happen to come back better than ever.

We all have this Forgotten Old Love – in Life and in Fashion

Do you know how old my coat is? Let me think… I received it when I was approximately nine or ten years old. I will never forget about this stage of life, I received it from the family for whose bride I had been the bridesmaid. Back then I must admit that even though I loved “my” bride dearly in my girlish way I could not start anything with this coat. It was massive and tailored and I did not feel comfortable in it at all as I had no idea how to wear it in a sovereign way. It was my mother who saw the enormous value in this timeless item and made me wear this coat from time to time again and again until I have found liking to it (and enough inspiration on how to wear it) as a fashionista is not born but develops with the years – remember the fashionable evolution I have made during eight years of fashion blogging. I am happy I kept this precious and nowadays certainly expensive item which carries many good memories.

Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.Steel-blue knit mixed with black leather and wool.

My Look in Details

Baby Raphael dressed completely in H&M

Huge thanks to Lenna Kuurmaa and Piret Järvis from Vanilla Ninja for the inspiration of words!

Love, Johanna

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