Posts from February 2014

“the sharp thorn often produces delicate roses.” // ovid

in this scenario, i would be the sharp thorn.

i wear black on the outside, not because i feel black on the inside, i’ll leave that to morrissey. i may wear a dark eye, and be drawn to round-toe boots, and wear so many pieces of heavy metal as to make noise when i make my way through a crowd. i do this not because i’m such a tough cookie, admittedly – i am that, but more often than not, i’m a softy. a pile of quivering mush. i weep at commercials, adore nothing more than looking at photos of beagle puppies, and it seems, i’m beginning to show some subtle proof, because that soft side of me is starting to trickle through. what happened? i suddenly like… simple and pretty.





➝ source : hexagon memento ring in rose gold via the boyscouts

➝ source : mini hex bracelet via mociun

➝ source : staple studs via kathleen whitaker

➝ source : fluo orange loop necklace via turina

“it’s a good thing that beauty is only skin deep, or i’d be rotten to the core.” // p. diller

it would be as obvious as the nose on my face that over the last little while i’ve been somewhat-totally-okay-obsessively concerned about the state of my face.

i can’t say for sure what’s happening sub-dermis, but let me tell you, it ain’t pretty. whether it be the weather, my advancing age, or perhaps i’ve somehow subconsciously figured out the spacetime continuum and i am now, in all actuality, traveling back in time to my most formidable teenage-hood, but looking in the mirror has become one elongated and exaggerated shrug. i haven’t the foggiest as to what’s happening, but i do have a faint idea as to how i just might keep it from getting out of hand.

if all goes to pot, the dermatologist should be expecting my call.





➝ source : alpha h clear skin face wash via bath & unwind

➝ source : tea tree water toner via lush cosmetics

➝ source : sheer transformation oil-free face cream via ole henriksen

➝ source : radiant creamy concealer via nars

“when you paint spring, do not paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots, but just paint spring. to paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots is to paint willows, plums, peaches, or apricots – it is not yet painting spring.” // dōgen

it could be wishful thinking, and it could also be the willful denial that this is still happening. that the scenic beauty of milky snowflakes falling, falling, falling, and falling some more has, four months in, decidedly lost its lustre. i no longer find it serene, no longer does the silence of snow soothe my wired mind. it gives way too quickly, and instead i think now only of muddy brown, of icy sludge, of dirt and the seemingly endless salt-stained boots, of runny noses, and pale, washed-out skin. i need a bloom of spring, just a flash – a fleeting moment to remind me that i haven’t up and moved to nuuk.

oh forget it. you know what’ll do the trick in one quick slick? i’m off to get a new lippy.





➝ source : lipstick in wild child via ilia

➝ source : superbalm in black honey by clinique  & via sephora

➝ source : chinatown glossy pencil by lipstick queen via space.nk

➝ source : lip & cheek fun-tasy by takashi murakami via shu uemura

“luxury is the ease of a t-shirt in a very expensive dress.” // k. lagerfeld

i’m sure that it’ll sound odd, but something as simple as a t-shirt can cause me much anxiety. it’s silly, but true.

no matter how far and wide the search, they just never seem to sit right. they make me tug at my collar, pull at the hip, make me hyper-aware of what’s happening behind me. what most find the most comfortable and easiest piece of clothing, is the one that give me the hives. give me the option of a white tee over a frock and on any day of the week, i’ll take the dress. but make no mistake – if i could just throw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, i’d do it – if only it were that easy.





➝ source : distressed black tee via enfants riches deprimes

➝ source : sleeveless tee via être cécile

➝ source : ksubi baddies tee via net-a-porter

➝ source : dvf quinn print top via far fetch

“i’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. i make mistakes, i’m out of control, and at times hard to handle. but if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best. // m. monroe

very much the type to just get on with it – whether it is a weird kink in my neck, knocked out with fever, or i’m just in a downright, no-good, terrible sort of mood – i can pretty much fake it till i make it, and no one would be the wiser – and that’s just the way i like it.

however, the past four weeks or so have had other ideas, and woah-nellie, i’ve not been in a good way. sick as a dog for two weeks, then another go at ill health for another two, and count me as down and out, and in need of an extended lie-down. i feel like i should apologize to those near and dear, but then – i remember: this is real life, and not make believe, and if i need a duvet-day, i’m going to take it, and maybe, juuuuust maybe, pick up a little something – all things considered, everyone deserves a little token to perk themselves up when at their worst.





➝ source : nail varnish in kookie white available this spring via jin soon

➝ source : axis ring, brown or black diamonds for me, thanks – via gabriela artigas

➝ source : “un-powder” via rms beauty

➝ source : and because i just want to stay in bed forever, honeycomb linen by OYOY design and available at skandivis

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