January 5, 2012

what i'd tell my fifteen-year-old self.

You're right: they will be your lifelong best friends.

Someday, you'll have more skinny jeans than flared. No, really.

Eat more vegetables. Try asparagus, beets, and brussell sprouts—yes, you like them.

Embrace the curls. Skip the flatiron.

Oxford, England will feel like home. So will San Diego's Mission Beach.

Just because he's older, doesn't mean he's cooler.

Don't worry, you'll go to Paris—a few times—and you'll love it even more than you expect.

Wear sunglasses and sunscreen. (SPF4 doesn't count.)

It's okay to be "the best friend." It's the better role, because you'll know him forever.

High-five for being a (mostly) good girl. You'll be glad you were.

When someone offers to help, let them.

You don't need to have it all figured out. Cut yourself some slack.

Take more pictures. These memories will be some of your best.

Your biggest crush will take you on a date in two years, but you'll be over it.

Those pathetic journal entries will be hilarious in ten years.

Stand up for yourself and speak your mind—it's not rude, it's self-respect.

Learn to sew. Mom can't always be there.

Your insecurities are absurd. So are 99% of your fears.  Let them go.

Go all-out with the melodramatics. This is their time to shine.

Never stop writing. The dream plays out.

Let your heart fill and then shatter. It can handle it. It will rebuild.

Yes, you do end up with a California boy. A tall, charming one. He's everything.

16 comments:

Ria said... [Reply to comment]

I love this, these are a lot of the same things that I would tell myself as well, except for the brussel sprouts! Still do not like them at alll!

{Rachelaine} said... [Reply to comment]

Stumbled upon your blog via a train of about 5 blogs and I just have to say that I love this. If only we knew then what we know now.

Sarah McCabe said... [Reply to comment]

There is so much I wish I knew when I was 15. However, I'm happy with where I am now, so I know I must have done something right. Of course, there are some things I wish my 30-year-old self could tell me...

Sarah McCabe said... [Reply to comment]

There is so much I wish I knew when I was 15. However, I'm happy with where I am now, so I know I must have done something right. Of course, there are some things I wish my 30-year-old self could tell me...

Hannah said... [Reply to comment]

This is so cute! We are all so naive at 15...It's crazy how much you learn about life & yourself in a few years. xo

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RetreatingAndAdvancing said... [Reply to comment]

I'm rather curious about my thirty-year-old-self and what it would tell me! Great post!

Katherine Krieg said... [Reply to comment]

this is absolutely lovely. you have such a way with words.

Cassie said... [Reply to comment]

The line "it's okay to be "the best friend" could not have been a better sentence. Thank you for posting this today Laura, it meant a lot to sit back and read it all.

Whitney said... [Reply to comment]

This is great! I can agree with many of them!

missy. said... [Reply to comment]

beautiful. i did this for my 16 year old self on red boots blog. so much fun. xoxo

inastorminmybestdress said... [Reply to comment]

LOVE this.

Kelly said... [Reply to comment]

I LOVE this : )

Laura Marie said... [Reply to comment]

@Cassie Aw, I'm glad it struck a chord :)

Malin said... [Reply to comment]

I think I was 'older' at 15 than I am now. I wish I could have stayed a child for longer..

At least I'm having fun being young now at 23 :)

All Things Sweet said... [Reply to comment]

This post made me smile and reminisce about being a 15 year old. If i could tell myself one thing at that age it would be that it's okay to get your opinions across to everyone and not just follow their ideas.

I do, I do. said... [Reply to comment]

LOVED this post!! Really!! Great work, blogger! :)