Tie me up! Tie me down!
I haven’t really made any official blog announcement but on the 10th June I became a mum.
It’s been six weeks ever since and I still can’t cope with most of the things that come with motherhood. But the one thing I’m struggling the most with is being physically attached to a little person 24/7, and how everything orbits around him. EVERYTHING.
I need something, give me something beautiful
She won’t take me somewhere I’m not supposed to be
You can’t steal the things that god has given me
No more pain and no more shame and misery
The one you most definitely didn’t need is back
… and very soon even your neighbour’s daughter’s best friend will be wearing it too. So join this comeback before it becomes mainstream.
A declaration of intentions
Shopping art is pretty much like shopping jewellery. You want it to look the best (personal, authentic and beautiful) but you maybe don’t have the background to make an educ ated purchase decision.
Then you check the price tag and realise your intentions are corrupted. Your dreams of an enhanced lifestyle are over. Or are they?
Words on a relationship gone wrong
I have a rather minimalistic approach when it comes to styling. I live by the rule of less is more. But sometimes even I have to recognise my style gets boring just because it lacks of that special something. Let’s say jewellery, for an example.
Heavy-hearted trouble on my mind
Your words, they burn
I read it twice, the way you write is different
You’re cold, and it’s cruel
Acting like I am someone that you never knew
This is the story of thr black string sideboard of your dreams
Someone please come and slap me for writing an inspirational post about an expensive black string sideboard cause I just shamelessly bought a white copy from IKEA. I’m basic just like this.
… and a few other style tips, tricks and confessions I never really told anyone.
There are some things that keep the universe together: the laws of Physics, gravity, Nutella… But it is actually cheap mascara, second hand stores and style tips that make for a truly meaningful life.
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
As the ice is melting, merging with ocean
All our eyes are open and we’re looking out to sea
And I’m hibernating, shut down and waiting
For another summer living in denial
Sundays are for beauty what the 1st January is to a new year
Streets are empty, everybody’s so hangover you barely get any texts… And your skin is dehydrated desperately screaming for some healthy drugs.