March. The moment you realize that winter's over and that there's not much time 'till school ends for the summer holidays. To me, the marking point of that was a dance I recently went to- Spring Ball, where everyone dressed up in nice cocktail dresses for girls and tuxedos for the guys. Being a total rule-breaker, I wore a red suit (which I'll also post here when the time comes) with around a ton of golden necklaces and chains of all sorts on my neck. It was an amazing experience. Over seven hundred and fifty fancy-dressed people in the Colonial Palace (a building of classical architecture outside of Brussels), dancing to some really good and loud music. If only life were always this way, right? Forget the sore feet after a whole night in platform killer heels, everything was perfect. A great way to step into spring. For the occasion of sun coming back to us, I wore all-white, which is rare for me-- a self-proclaimed black outfits enthusiast.