Strolling in our garden

Flowers. Plants. Birds. Bees. I'm just simply amazed and most of all grateful. Just stop for a while and observe something, anything which grows in nature, admire its beauty and imagine the importance of this growing species for human survival. We live because they live. We are one.

In our garden, a lily grows

Material

This is not a fashion blog. Instead, I will turn this image of my newly bought platform heels into something else. Of course I bought them because they had been in my dreams for ever, and suddenly there they were, in a shop, just waiting for me to try them on. They were a delight to walk in, I never wear high heels, and these certainly don't feel like such. It feels like they could be a part of my foot (eh, wierd?). When I got home, I opened the shoe box and this wonderful smell of new leather hit my nose. I must admit that I sat there on my floor enjoying this scent for a while (come on, admit that you would have done that too). That whole evening I walked around in the house with my platforms on, like that was a normal thing to do. Having studied culture and consumption studies, I always analyze and think about what I and others consume, and why. There is no shame in wanting to have stuff, it is one thing that (some) humans believe will enhance our identities. However, we must not forget that this is not the case, our identities are already there deep inside, material possessions can only work as a projection of your dreams and likes but they can never be us.

Living a country song

The series "Hart of Dixie" led me to a moment of listening to country music which led me to a strong feeling. This feeling gave me the urge to drive an all American truck through the Southern states, through cowboy land. How cheezy is that? I never wanted to drive a four wheel vehicle so badly in my life, have always been a public transportation kind of girl. Oh well, gotta discover new things every day huh. Yes ma'm.

Never have I...

I have been pulled into the ocean of series. Never have I watched as many as I do right now, but there is one in particular that I feel so incredibly much for, and always have.

Californiacation: Karen and Hank.

I don't know if it's the fact that the relationships in the series are not perfect that makes it so relatable. Not perfect, but still passionate.

Spooky day

This was a good but spooky day. Let me tell you about it. The morning was spent in the gym where me and a friend pushed ourselves to the limit - in a good way. Next destination was IKEA and their meatballs, really worth it! After that we went to the mall to find some random stuff we need. Inside of H&M, I get this wierd feeling, like someone is following me! I look back, and 5 meters away from me is a little girl, staring at me with empty eyes (just like in a horror movie). I didn't think so much about it though, but as I continued further in to the shop, the feeling didn't go away. When I looked back, the girl was right next to me, just staring. And each time i turned to walk somewhere else, there she was. It was one of the spookiest moments of my life! We decided to go to another part of the shop, but still I felt her piercing empty eyes stare at me. Nightmares someone?

When I biked home from the mall (without lights on my bike of course - might I add, it was getting dark and it's illegal here to bike without lights), I decided to take a shortcut through a park to make the trip faster. Of course, a huge chestnut falls on my head "AOW"! What goes around comes around? Karma? Wow, I really need tomorrow to come.

Lately I have had the strangest feeling

 Love tea. Oh love...

Marketing, critical thinking.

Sweet baby girl, you make me happy.

During a movie night, the little one came right in front of me and observed every inch of my face, then she disappeared behind the sofa. Thirty minutes later she came with a drawing, "This is for you! It's you!", and wanted me to spell my name so that she could write it (in either pink or red).

Deep green forests

I'm in Dream-Ville, (--> classical autumn bubble); a place where the present doesn't exist very much. I dream of the past and the future, currently about how I would want to reside in my motherland, by the lake living the simple life with activities such as chopping firewood, mowing the huge lawn, picking blueberries and lingonberries, visiting my lovely relatives, gazing over the lake after a visit to the sauna...

Grafitti workshop, guess which one me and my friends did? - Well of course the blue monster that says "feed me"! This city is one of the most cultural places I have been to, so many free concerts, street art, sing-alongs you name it! My feelings are growing for each day, and for the first time in a long time, I feel as if I really could start a life here. This doesn't mean two years and then move on to the next place, this could mean long-term (but of course I have plans to go to new places again). It feels good though, to grow these feelings.

The local beer brewery organized a student party with famous danish artists, and a crazy motivated student crowd. At first when entering the area before the stages were visible I thought to myself "what the hell is this?!", there were high school kids falling on the street, and smelling like beer breath (they looked so tiny). But as we peeked around the corner of the brewery there were hundreds of people (in my age), in an insanely awesome mood, electronic music flowing through the GIANT speakers and beer stands everywhere. It couldn't be a bad evening, and it wasn't! We danced like there is no tomorrow.

My Vespa Dream

One of my big dreams in life, is to own a Vespa, preferrably mustard yellow with a caramel colored leather seat. But while browsing through Vespa pictures online, I realized that they are all beautiful. Just look at this one. Now I have never been into the color red, but I have to admit that it looks pretty darn perfect in this color! Gimme Gimme Gimme...

Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/davidvaradyszabo/5394864489/in/photostream Photographer: David Varady Szabo

Beautiful city

Sound of seagulls, ocean wind messing up your hair and an amazing view; this is my city. I'm so in love with this place, and my relationship status is now: taken (blown away).

Sunset

Two really wonderful things in life are feeling the sun on your skin, and the feeling of really being alive in company with a dear friend. While watching the sunset, we had many nice conversations, but also silence. The view was amazing; there we had the whole city glowing in gold.

Mi ricorda

Often I find myself looking at photo's from the past, most of the times in situations when my downs weigh heavier than my ups. The thing is, these photo's always bring out emotions either ones that are left from that specific time, or it's new emotions like missing someone incredibly much. Doesn't it suck when you just can't let the person know how much they are being missed in your heart?

This is what I face before playing guitar; A pile of guitar picks in different colors. The problem is, I can't just choose one in a second, I need to analyze my mood of the day, and then pick the color I feel suits that mood. Complicated or what?