The best things in life are (almost) free

Jacket: Zara, Shoes: Customized converse, Shorts: American Apparel, Bra-top: H&M, Rings: Wanderlust Co
Photos by Jocelyn from Eleven Suns
The best things in life are simple (but not always free). A great jacket with a million zips and the perfect shade of pale pink. The same H&M bra-top that does nothing for my lack of a chest but works with every single high-waisted piece of clothing I own. The joy of getting over my 16 year old conscious nagging at me that wearing high-top sneakers makes my legs look short/stubby.
I'm finding that as I'm getting sloooooowly older, I'm learning to appreciate the simpler things. A random friend on Facebook posted a status the other day from Australia, where he lamented the downpour that Sydney was experiencing, and that the whole day was just torrential rain and wetness - but that it was also bookended by rainbows and his ability to narrowly avoid stepping on a snail. "You make your own happiness."
I'm a big believer in making your own happiness, and I definitely haven't yet mastered this skill. I'll still swear internally when a girl backs her ass up (in the worst possible way) into my face on the subway in her way of bullying me out of a seat, or when a guy spins the revolving turnstile door too hard and it smacks you in the face on your way out of the subway (it turns out that all my #firstworldproblems are rooted in taking the subway). Even if I'm having a bout of heavier stress from work or life in general, it's alarmingly easy to forget that I'm in New York, this is the best time of my life, and the best things in life are as simple as buying some green tea mochi and getting over it.