i am sooo good at ruining photos, i should win a prize.
i am extremely stressed out with all the projects and exams for both mds, that i am basically living in a constant foggy cloud these weeks.
yet i allowed myself the other day to travel a bit and go with mom on a bit of vintage/sh hunting.
we bought daddy a tiny present for his up-coming birthday and i wanted to take prettier "normal" pictures on the streets, with the buildings, but it was so darn cold i gave up.
the snow festival began in v.d. this weekend and i think it will last for 3 weekends, so i hope i'll catch at least one.
i am head over heels in love with mint green. actually i have this crush for about a year now, but it seems so hard to actually find things that aren't that expensive or my size. everysingleday i keep searching on fashiolista, wi or polyvore or local shops for mint thingies. crazy, right ͝ ˰ ͝ .
and let's not forget snow patrol that's messing with my mind these days and makes my fragile heart dream more.
i'm awake but i'm asleep. it was 5.30 when my dad woke me up. i asked him to buy some pretty little things to try in making collars tips i dream of, since i couldn't find any cheap version of the metallic zara ones. i'm a bit obsessed with that.
yesterday i went to hand over a project for the management md and luckily i came with the car and had the chance to take a ride around shops and my heart and thoughts remained at a simple mint sweater i must, somehow, get, even if it's 30e and i don't actually have those money right now.
and of course, i always go like dazed and mesmerized to the perfumery area and i always perfume myself with my other obsession: miss dior cherie l'eau. i thought i got over it and i was suggesting to myself that it's too expensive for a jobless dreamer like me, but just when i felt it at my ankle arm i surrendered to it and knew my love for that beautiful scent didn't dissapeared. it's like old romance. but always fresh.
so all my way back home i kept smelling my arm and all i could think about is how to gather 70e to make it mine and enjoy it every single moment.
i also stopped by my friends, the doggies at the pet shop. i call them that way because i always return there and talk to them and make nosefinger contact and melt my heart of too much cuteness. it's somehow a bandage for my longing for bibi.
why am i not sleeping at this hour like normal people do? i don't know. for some time i keep searching for pretty blogs, photography, inspirational people and writing and books and things and now my opera dial is full of them waiting to be flicked.
now i'm finishing reading madelene b's journal, lingering for those pretty dresses of her, paris and stockholm places, analog camera shots and exquisite chanel ballet flats that i hope to wear someday while wandering on streets.
these days i just can't seem to say what i mean, i just can't. every time i try to say something, it misses the point. either that or i end up saying the opposite of what i mean. the more i try to get it right the more mixed up it gets. sometimes i can't even remember what i was trying to say in the first place. it's like my body's split in two and one of me is chasing the other me around a big pillar. we're running circles around it. the other me has the right words, but i can never catch her.
nothing compares with the peaceful sensation you get while taking a morning walk to buy beautiful tulips and make your bedroom air prettier. i felt so nice carrying the 4 bouquets of red, yellow and light pink fresh flowers, almost like in a slow motion, even people kept staring at me :).
happy anniversary to my dear dear grandpa ♥
p.s. lately i'm in a noise film mood and trying to learn ps, so that's why all my pictures are less "professional".
i still can't believe she's here, since it's so so hard to get. i have been dreaming of this beautiful a-ma-zing magazine since like forever. so i made a little effort and made it my own Santa gift. when i saw the package i started jumping in the house like a lunatic. some may think it's a fad, but for me it is one of the most inspiring, alluring and dreamy magazine i've ever seen.
right now there are millions of people raising glasses, kissing their dear or beloved ones, singing, jumping, dancing, yelling, giggling, hugging, laughing, working, calling, texting and wishing.
even if i love to make dreamy plans, i don't really like new year resolutions. it's always our ideal.
but right now, i'm probably looking at the fireworks and wishing... well, to get to be more peaceful and wiser inside and outside, to keep having my dear ones close, to finish my 2 masters programme and get to lost between the streets of Paris in spring.
P.S. i am grateful to my dear ones, stranger or nonstranger ones, for being here, kind in their own way. i just hope to have them this year too and maybe even meet many other beautiful people.