seven things i loved in 2018

2018_faves
I was considering writing some current favourites for a while (uhm, months) now and I decided to instead pick five things that I really enjoyed in 2018. That really is things, not experiences or the like. Though I will try to share some photos from my travels this summer in the near future.

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The lipstick Gold Waves Matte Lip Stylo in the colour 06, it was limited so I bought another tube when mine was almost empty and I do not regret it. It’s a beautiful, dark colour that is somewhat special. It also stays on my lips pretty much all day and that sure is a bonus. Other than that I just enjoyed dark lips in general this year – especially while wearing no eye makeup at all (which seems to have helped my lashes!).

Something that always makes me feel somewhat like a quaintrelle – applying perfume and especially Wally 1925 Perfumatore per Biancheria in Seta which I bought in Florence at Lady Jane B Vintage. It is the scent of the store and was also used on the dress I bought. So when I stopped by a second time, I asked for it. It is a sweet, yet natural smell and I think it is very me and personal – it is deemed smelling like “good things from the past” and I think that is a neat, lovely description.

Dostoyevsky. His entire work (what I have read so far) really draws me in. I read Crime and Punishment in March/April and just recently finished The Brothers Karamazov which I started in December. However, I also adore the shorter stories, in particular White Nights. I intend on writing about him sometime this year.

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At this point I would describe my style as a soft take on Vintage fashion with lots of white and red and pink, chiffon and velvet. A bit magical even. And one of my favourite things to wear were these lovely zirconia earrings. My eyes are somewhat sensitive towards certain jewellery, but these are not only fine for me to wear, but also look very dainty and sweet.

This year I saw a lot of good movies, but I think my favourite was Call Me By Your Name (my review). It made me weep and I saw it in cinema either two or three times and bought the DVD as soon as it was available. I already watched it a couple of times at home and will continue doing so. I think most everything about it is agonisingly beautiful with the heavy, lazy atmosphere that makes me feel like I truly am there (also, I want a f/f movie like that).

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The Girls Jumper from subdued was one of the last clothing items that aren’t explicitly fair (or used) that I bought – it is made in Turkey however which is at least somewhat better than Bangladesh or India (usually). Nevertheless I think it does qualify as a good purchase, since I wear it a whole lot and just love wearing it (I am wearing it as I type out these words).

While I am not really knowledgeable about music at all and barely listen songs that are popular at the moment for the simple reason that I neither have a radio nor Spotify or the likes. And, also already “having enough” music as it is. However, especially last year I listened to the new work of Janelle Monáe and Hayley Kiyoko which of course I liked not only for the music, but also a lot for the feeling the songs give me. Additionally, the two raise a lot of awareness towards discrimination and dealing with your sexuality if it is not straight. You can catch me crying while watching Girls Like Girls any day.

Well, that is all for now. What did you enjoy last year?

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Mary Poppins Returns

In general, I am very open about remakes or reviving franchises. I do not mind one bit, because if it’s good if just adds another piece and if it isn’t I can just not watch/read/etc it again. End of story. However, I am always worried I will get stung and dislike the new part. With Mary Poppins this was not the case.

It was a sequel done absolutely right, because it did the original justice while still being its own thing. Right from the beginning I was in awe an overture? How lovely! Overtures are certainly one of my favourite things in movies and since the songs had themes of the old songs it was very nostalgic as well.
Of course, I grew up watching and reading Mary Poppins. My mum was (and is!) a big fan and I keep that book of hers. She liked the movie as well, by the way.
True to its roots the movie – while having an overlying theme – had all these little story-episodes woven in very neatly. Especially the one in the bowl was a favourite of mine because the animation was very 50s-esque and the clothing blended in so adorably.
Speaking of clothing, oh dear, did I love it. Such beautiful creations, I do so hope it will be rewarded at the Oscars. Mary’s hats alone are so becoming – I would wear them all. But then, adding to that the dresses of hers and Jane’s outfits with the pants made me swoon. (I mean Jane did in general, but that has other reasons. One being, that she was a wonderfully created character.)
Well, I totally thought Jane was a lesbian with a thing for Mary, but oh well. Nevertheless I loved her character and all the others as well. The actors portrayed their roles brilliantly and unlike with the Mary Shelley movie it magically drew one in.
Emily Blunt did the role justice in the most terrific way, the little quirks that make Mary Poppins Mary Poppins were all there. The kids besides being adorably dresses also were really sweet and likeable (and I often dislike kids in movies!)
The main story was maybe a bit “easy”, but it still had all those little details and Dick Van Dyke, so I have nothing to complain about. It made me very happy and emotional and that is what I want from a movie like that.
Since I saw it in German however, I cannot really say anything about the singing, but with this cast I am sure it was amazing.
Also, did I mention Jane?

Mary Shelley

I’m surprised this is what makes me feel like writing again. But apparently I have a lot of feelings and thoughts. Mary Shelley is one of my favourite writers and people in general. This movie was not, it has not been good.

I want to start with the good. The actors – Elle Fanning? Great, amazing even! Douglas Booth – fitting for the role, yet I think he was written in a weird way. Everyone else too, was more or less good. Considering the actors are actually quite good, it sometimes feels like they just got their lines minutes before and only shot scenes once. Maisie Williams, for example, felt so stiff and uncomfortable.
The dialogue in my opinion was a disaster, some of it was so awkward and surreal. At times it felt like they wanted the movie to be quotable and like olden times, but did not succeed.

A lot of the plot revolves around romance between Percy and Mary, and the subplot with Claire – are they having an affair/aren’t they? – was quite present and that would have all been fine, if it had been less episodic and unfocused by bringing in thousand of aspects (Hoggs?).

The filming and especially the lightning was beautiful, but the way it was edited and cut felt just so clumsy and awkward. It made me feel uncomfortable at times, because it was so weird. It did not tie together well. They tried showing a lot, but all of it a bit half-assed. I fail to understand why the evil stepmother trope had to come in.
The nature shots – beautiful, but they did not work at all. They seemed like unneccessary time spent. And I get it, a big part of Mary’s work are the beautiful nature descriptions, but in the movie it seemed completely out of place. Unlike for example nature shots in Jane Austen movies where they also convey emotion through it, this felt like wanting to show of these super neat nature shorts.

Probably the best thing was the portrayal of Byron – he was unlikeable and eccentric, which I appreciated. The costume, casting and makeup was at it’s peak here! The last scene he has with Mary – he just looked like that famous portrait (also, I do love eyeliner and eccentric clothing on men). Percy however was written so poorly – the flirting with Mary and them getting aquainted was fine, but after that he is just a completely unlikeable person with no redeemable traits which makes the ending kind of hard to understand. And while I am sure he had his flaws, from what I gathered he was idealistic and deeply broken inside and not just a drunk jerk. At one point I was rooting for Polidori (tragically beautiful portrayed by Ben Hardy!) to woo Mary.
From about the time in Geneva it was fine, but up until that point this movie was just bad. It’ felt messy, lazyly edited and lengthy.

It was not a horrible movie, but it was not a good one by any means.
If it had been stripped of the Mary Shelley aspect and just been turned into a dramatic romance, I would have been fine. But doing her so dirty, by basically reducing her to being little other than in love with Percy, feels agrivating.

What I took away from it is, that I really want to read Polidori’s The Vampyre now.

it’s been a while …

For a couple of months I have not been posting nor curating this page at all. Which is not a big deal, considering I have always used this more as a diary/outlet for myself rather than anything else. Did I want to become super successful with this at a point? Yeah, probably, but I really did not in the last few months/years and to be honest I do not even care if anyone looks at this. I just felt a bit like reviving this and typing out my thoughts.

It is not that I don’t like writing on the blog, I really do enjoy it, but I had no motivation whatsover in the last – I think – five months and even before that I didn’t really. Maybe this one won’t be followed by anthing. Who knows? Because it was not that I did not have time – sure I was stressed with uni and I moved out of my parents’ flat into a shared flat and for a while my mental health wasn’t very good either – but I did have time for myself to use however I felt like and blogging was not on that list.

But, if I am being honest with myself a lot of hobbies were not, I did waste time. And by that I don’t mean relaxing and just calming down after stressful times which is good and necessary. But rather being on my phone way too much – not just to check on the accounts I follow and maybe post something, but on the explore page of IG or watching YouTube videos I basically did not care about at all. That is a pretty common thing nowadays, but I don’t want that anymore. And maybe, maybe writing down this can help me hold myself accountable. There are millions of things I actually prefer over being on my phone, but it is a lot easier, more comfortable to just scroll.

I try to get back on board with drawing and whenever I do it I feel really happy – I don’t feel like sharing it either, because I want to do it for me, unlike so many other things that I feel almost obligated to share for no real reason whatsoever.

Recently I read Mauve: How One Man Invented a Color That Changed the World (really good book by the way) which also kind of inspired that feeling of wanting to live more and be less passive, be less focused on what other people – that I have no interest in or connection to – do. Here is the thing, I do love posting outfits on Instagram, because I love fashion, collecting and creating clothing. It is a big passion of mine to create outfits that may present a story, a character or just a shade of me and I enjoy looking at my feed because there are so many memories connected to the photos. I feel less internal pressure now to post daily/at all, because I am doing this 100% for me now and not for anything else. And I also always enjoyed going through my travelling photos and posting about places I have been to, because seeing the world is wonderful and taking photos is too. I am not a prefessional photographer, I have just some basic knowledge and no interest to turn this professional in any way, but I want to pick this up again and write about where I have been since April (Venice, Berlin, Bratislava and Vienna), because I like going back to those places via the photos, maybe write about places I would recommend checking out, maybe post some of the outfit photos I took.

From my side, I do not want to end this blog, this “diary”, but what I do want to end is the “pressure” I put on myself to share everything, because why? Things do have value even though nobody other than me sees them. I do not need the praise/acceptance/whatever from other people to make them valid. I always used the internet – various platforms from deviantArt to goodreads to Instagram – to keep track of things. When did I do what? When did I sew that? When did I read this? When? When? Because I am somewhat obsessive with recording the chronology of things. I cannot read a book without tracking when, how often, how long and I don’t know why this is the case – maybe I should ask my therapist. It feels a bit unhealthy. In a way I did that here with my sewing updates and I try to get away from that.

And as mentioned above towards living more and wasting less. Be that by overthinking, procrastinating or tracking things. This post went in another direction than I expected, but I don’t mind. I truly hope this helps me hold myself accountable when I pick up my phone to look at things that don’t interest me rather than spend times on hobbies. It goes hand in hand with an attitude I have to get rid of – when I have like an hour (or less usually) left til I need to get somewhere I often tend to procrastinate (e.g. be on my phone), because I feel like well, what am I supposed to do in x minutes anyway? when in reality I could surely read a few pages, clean my room (while I am downright pedantic in the kitchen, I am not in my bedroom), edit a few photos, study or revise etc. And that is something I have to alter in my behaviour.

There are more things I want to change, but I think this is a good starting point for myself and a good glance into what moves me at the moment. I might write about this again in outfit posts or maybe I won’t. But here we go.

the main thing in life is to know your own mind | Snufkin Tattoo

Snufkin Tattoo Moomins Ankle Wanderlust

When I got the Snowglobe by the end of January, I also got my dear Snufkin, the perfect travel companion. He is of course also the perfect inspiration to just get out more, to dream about wandering and fell like me with his wanderlust. He is also my reminder to be less wasteful and to be more minimalistic. While I am still on the journey, Snufkin (the moomins in general) is a huge inspiration for me in that regard. To be more attentive, to appreciate natur, to collect in memories not things.

Snufkin Tattoo Moomins Ankle Wanderlust

Most certainly there is still a lot to learn, but so far I think I am on a good way. Also, the tattoo was done by Ella, as always, but I think we will have to fix his hands to match the colour of his face. Other than that I lovehis design, I think it’s adorable, even with this little backpack and the berries (as you know no tattoos on me without plants). The healing was a bit difficult, though I assume also because the skin in my loweer legs is rather dry do to the weather. For now, while I do have tattoo plans for summer/autumn I will wait as to donate blood again (four months waiting time…). Did you get any colour on your skin recently?

The Adventurous Life of Miss Aurelia

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dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

If I was a character in a Wes Anderson movie, I would have a house full of fossils and minerals which would be very neat and in a certain order. I would have some beautiful old cabinets and every little tooth or mineral would have a little handwritten note attached to it. In the afternoon I would lie down and have a nap from exactly 2 pm to 4 pm. After the nap I would just sit exactly in the middle of that forest green couch and read Frankenstein with my two cats sitting on each side of me. In this vision I would live through a lot of adventures, always bringing something home from my digs. Tall plants would cover the stairs and entryways to the rooms, because nobody would ever cut them or restrict them.

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dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

I would always wear themed berets, wondering Is it just ironic or already inappropriate to look at fish fossils while wearing a sushi beret? I don’t eat fish, but I feel weird about that. Then again I might be overthinking things, considering old fish bones probably feel rather indifferent about embroidery depicting food made from their descendents. Then I would go on admiring fossils and geological exhibition pieces, reading about earth history, feeling like this is the path for me. Of course, my palaeontology inspiration would be portrayed by Bill Murray and by the end of the movie I would finally get to meet him.

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dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

Mendl’s would also be part of my Wes Anderson universe, so I would have a little box of treats each Sunday morning, in stressful situations you would always find me eating a tiny cake on said forest green couch while breathing unsteady. Obviously my cats would greet the guests by first walking around my symmetrically and then walking around the guests. Of course, guests would be rare, because I would prefer not to be disturbed in my regulated daily routine. Much rather I would pick up flowers at the same shop as always, before drinking a cup of tea.

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dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

dinosaur pinafore london outfit handmade sushi beret natural history museum wes anderson kneehighs mendl's vintage midcentury 60s 70s

Shirt – Boden | Pinafore – handmade | Tights – ??? | Kneehighs – Hunkemöller | Shoes – Deichmann | Beret – ellenithelabel | Mendl’s Brooch – hungry designs | Earrings – Vintage | Bracelets – Gifts and/or old

childhood memories | Seefeld Snowglobe Tattoo

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Every year on my birthday we travel to Seefeld in Austria, it’s less than two hours away from my home, so it’S the perfect weekend get away. While I have severe issues with my birthday, I get incredibly sulky and cranky – I know that, but I cannot do anything against it, because thoughts race in my head and I can’t control that -, I love this place with all my heart. It is of course because of all the memories tied to it. I have a couple of posts about this place, you can find them here.

seefeld austria snow globe winter leg tattoo

seefeld austria snow globe winter leg tattoo

I mentioned this before, but somehow I find shin tattoos rather uncomfortable to be done. The transition between bone and flesh is so weird and just in general it’s rather ticklish and my leg tends to twitch. Yet, I think it turned out so lovely with the snow and the alpine flowers (ghostweed). As always Ella worked out my idea just perfectly – the wood detailing especially is a dream. The healing on this one was quicker (I got it late January) and easier than the Big Girls one for some reason. I feel like bigger areas heal a lot better than delicate ones.

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come fly with me

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come fly with me outfit vintage midcentury ralph lauren beret trench coat london

My fatal flaw is and will probably forever be procrastination. I do want to tackle that this year, but this year is already three months old (which is a damn quarter) and I am maybe 1% better at doing my stuff. Apparently I procrastinated stopping to procrastinate. The thing is once I do something – work, write blogposts, read etc etc – I like it. I enjoy working on things, I love being productive. I’m ambitious and enjoy hardworking (typical Capricorn here), but I struggle. A lot.

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come fly with me outfit vintage midcentury ralph lauren beret trench coat london

It is hard for me, to start somewhere. I’m easily overwhelmed and it’s a lot easier to just browse on my phone. Of course, the last weeks I also needed some relaxing time after that semester, the exams and working at the lab, but sometimes the relaxing might be done a lot more productive. After all, I like putting my words in thoughts on here, I like painting. I do realise it’s easier for me to get things done when I am not at home – I read a lot while staying at my grandparents, when I travel I see a lot, I visit museums and art galleries, botanical gardens and castles. It’s just staying at home doing nothing is so easy. It’s not what I want deep down, but it’s damn easy and as soon as you stop doing things (e.g. I also managed to sew a lot for a couple of days), it is hard to pick them up again. Same goes for studying and doing things for the blog.

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come fly with me outfit vintage midcentury ralph lauren beret trench coat london

come fly with me outfit vintage midcentury ralph lauren beret trench coat london

I have this tendency to just waste two hours before I have a certain appointment, because I tell myself I cannot do anything in that time anyway. But, to be real, I could. I definitely could. I could read about 100 pages and even have time for a snack, I could edit photos, I could clean, I could, I could. But I don’t. They say realisation is the first step to improvement (it’s a saying in German at least), but I know about these things and I do not alter my behaviour. Maybe I will after that post. Maybe it’s also the bane of human existence to complain about not doing things instead of doing things.

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come fly with me outfit vintage midcentury ralph lauren beret trench coat london

come fly with me outfit vintage midcentury ralph lauren beret trench coat london

Top – Vintage | Skirt – Vintage Ralph Lauren | Tights – calzedonia | Beret – Diefental | Shoes – Deichmann | Trench Coat – Zara (VERY old) | Necklace – By Simon Italy | Earrings – Vintage | Lipstick – kiko (Limited Edition)

Places pictured: Bench at Covent Garden | The Tower | The Royal Arcade

Call Me By Your Name

Last Friday I went to see CMBYM and I am still thinking about this movie a lot. I just wrote this few words and I am getting emotional again, fighting back tears. This movie is one of the best I have seen in years, maybe ever. It is powerful, heavy, but in a lazy way (not lazyly made, note that), like a summer breeze in a way.

Let’s start with the negative, maybe, and that is not really a negative, I guess. I did not like Oliver personally, I think he was well portrayed and his character worked well in the movie, but I just did not like him. This did not have any influence oon how I perceived the story, however, so this is more of an observation.
Elio on the other hand I truly loved from very early on, I think he is such a wonderful, soft and intelligent character. This really feels like his movie, it is sad and tragic yet beautiful. The setting of course was perfect, summery Italy in the 80s had me in a melancholic mood from the beginning on. The way it is shot, too, has a vintage feel, but not forced in any way. It has very warm tones and slow camera motion which I always like. This shows of the wonderful set design and costumes lovely – the women’s outfits were all so flowy and soft, I wanted them all. There is a love of nature, old houses and bike rides and those are all things I love. It is difficult for me to put into words how much I loved this movie, it touched me on another level and I had to take a couple of minutes after the movie just calming down. There was a lot of crying involved for me and in the movie too – the emotionality this put me through was very intense, but I feel like watching it again soon.
One of my favourite things about this was the way looks, emotions, expressions – the acting in general – were used to convey to the story. There is very little dialogue, which I appreciate – the amazing acting works out perfectly, you truly do not need the spoken word. And since I prefer a good acting over dialogue, this was beautifu. Thimothée Chalamet especially did a superb job of conveying Elio’s internal thoughts just through his expression and movement. This would also have worked as a silent movie, because the music choosen was mainly piano (and without a singer). The story is simple, but the way it is exectued is just so worth watching.
Another great thing were the parents. The mother is a very loving, easy-going, understanding person, someone I aspire to be (also incredibly beautiful) and the father is so important and the little monologue he had towards the ending had me in tears (also through his character we get some archaeology which I always appreciate). I wish all parents were this understanding and kind.

The entire movie was very emotional for, very beautifully made and a pleasure to watch, so I hope everyone has the possibility to watch it.

that was the summer of 1963 when everybody called me baby, and it didn’t occur to me to mind | Big Girls Don’t Cry Tattoo

big girls don't cry dirty dancing flower floral bumble bee script leg tattoo
This tattoo was on my execel table and before that in my head for the longest time – and now I’ve also had it for quite a while. I got it on the 13th of December before heading to watch Star Wars with two friends. I mentioned that I have difficulties writing even the shortes texts at the moment, it is no surprise that this also took me a while. Also the photos seem very washed out for some reason.

big girls don't cry dirty dancing flower floral bumble bee script leg tattoo

Rating the pain this was on the higher side. Especially the parts between bone and flesh were uncomfortable and I felt somewhat ticklish as well. Let’s say, it was not my favourite thing – it also took a while to heal and I head bruises for a while – then again my legs are a bit keen to bruises (this is on my right shin). Anyway I think it turned out lovely, the design was created just before the tattooing started, but it is just perfect. It is not what I first imagined in my mind, but when the sketch was done I knew that was what I wanted. It was once more done by Ella.

Dirty Dancing has been a huge part and influence in my life, the dressing style, the songs and Baby’s growth. I think we often tend to forget how strong of a person Frances Houseman is. She does not let anyone own her, she stands up for herself and others and she is kind and helpful. This movie is not just about the love story and dancing, it is about personal developement and social issues too (apparently Patrick Swayze was very insistent on not removing the part with the abortion as that was discussed).

big girls don't cry dirty dancing flower floral bumble bee script leg tattoo

However it is of course also representive for the song itself which is one of my all time favourites for both the lyrics and just the general feel. I adore the music of the Four Seasons and listen to them a lot, back in New York my mum and I went to the Jersey Boys musical, so of course the tattoo reminds me of that as well. And since I cannot go without plants on my body, I asked for some of my favourites – and a cute little bumble bee.