I haven’t had a planner since I was in college; navigating my responsibilities just got so easy once all I had to worry about was a daily work schedule that never changed. But today I took home the Frolic in Shibuya Planner, and something tells me I’m into something good.
First of all, it’s a damn cute planner, so I know I’ll use it. As a human, attractive things hold my attention longer than plain ones… I’m still not tired of Kate Moss, after all.
Once upon a time, planners were little time capsules of my life. I could look back 2 weeks or 6 months and know exactly what I was thinking, needing to buy, and doing. I love Style Diary for the same reason!
So now I’m ready to indulge in a little excessive planning. Tomorrow I already have what boots I want to wear penciled in. Now is that devoted, or just sad?