Posts from November 2015

getclean.

November 13, 2015

“better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world.” // g.b. shaw

going all natural wasn’t a choice – it was just a matter of time.

and to be honest, i’m not all the way there, and i’m not sure if i ever will be.

i like whatever it is that’s in my hair products that makes my hair matte and piece-y, i enjoy whatever terribleness is in the polish i wear that makes it stick for almost two weeks at a go, though i don’t enjoy the acetone that burns it, and a layer off of my paper-thin nails.

it’s just that in certain areas – say, the lion’s share of skin on my frame, it’s either that the clean options for getting washed have outnumbered the dirty ones; or perhaps i’m just starting to take better care of myself. granted, i ate a twix bar for dinner the other night, but you have to start somewhere.

 

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indielee

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plantapothecary

➝ source : palmarose + aloe face wash via earth tu face

➝ source : swiss apple facial serum via indie lee

➝ source : rose hibiscus coconut water by herbivore botanicals 

➝ source : get happy body wash via plant apothecary

“fashion has always been a repetition of ideas, but what makes it new is the way you put it together.” // c. herrera

i had one of those obnoxiously clichéd moments the other night while getting dressed to go out.

there, in front me, hung my entire wardrobe – and over the course of roughly fourteen minutes, i put on, changed out of, then tried on again – three different combinations of the what invariably ended up being the exact same outfit. top, middle, bottom – all black, roughly all cut of the same proportions; the only thing that was different that night was my frame of mind. i was just having one of those stereotypically girlish – i have nothing to wear! – moments.

when all was said and done, and the emotional upheaval that had occurred passed me by, i had to laugh. because, really – no one would notice if i was an outfit repeater. no one bat an eyelash if i chose to wear the same thing from one day to the next. the reason being – everything i wear basically looks the same. the formula of my choices are uniform. the plot twist exists in how i, (and you) – choose to put those ideas together. then, repeat.

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co neilbarrett robertclergerie

➝ source : a city of mirages necklace via bjørg

➝ source : co. ribbed wool & cashmere oversized sweater via net-a-porter

➝ source : neil barrett pop art star skirt via farfetch

➝ source : irma platform combat boots via robert clergerie

“behave so the aroma of your actions may enhance the general sweetness of the atmosphere.” // h.d. thoreau

i wear perfume everyday. the same one, i think, for almost twenty years.

it’s been so long, i can’t even sense the scent of it anymore. i feel naked without it, but i could put it on and forget about it just a moment later. i have to ask the husband to sniff my wrist to make for certain whether i’ve sprayed it on or not. i can’t smell it, but i don’t want others to have to drown in it.

then there are the scents that are unlike the others; the daily, the usual, the morning coffee, the wet dog after a rainy day, dinner, and the girl after a shower. gorgeous, familiar – like a little bit of life carried through the air, an incense burning and the smoke – it’s filled with memories.

and then – there are those scents that serve a definitive purpose – those are the ones i lack a connection with. yet, if it was as simple as a spritz and a whiff to whip myself into action, simmer to sleep, or centre myself enough so that i can stop feeling as fizzy as a firecracker, there’s no question, that i’ll give it a go.


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aesop Vitruvi-Sleep-Mist

➝ source : intensive stress relief treatment via neom

➝ source : aromatic irritability treatment via tata harper

➝ source : anouk oil burner blend via aesop

➝ source : vitruvi sleep face & body mist coming soon to bibelot & token

rosier.

November 10, 2015

“i fell off my pink cloud with a thud” // e. taylor

of all the things that i am; i am least of all, pink. that’s just what i am on the inside.

i poo-pooed the hue for years. turned up my nose, shook my head, snorted – loudly, obnoxiously.

i veered so far away from it, that when my daughter was born, whenever a gift was given with the colour tucked inside; i smiled, graciously accepted the token with appreciation, then passed it along to someone who would enjoy it more than i ever could or would.

and then, i think i softened. became a bit more chewy, and soft-centered, the smallest piece of bubble gum.

i began to see things through rose-tinted glasses – i’ve cushioned my disdain. i still won’t wear it, but i can’t deny – my view on pink has become rosier through the years.

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➝ source : roksanda loop knit coat via farfetch

➝ source : tonal gradient effect sweater via spencer vladimir

➝ source : faux fur skirt via stretsis

➝ source : daniela gregis ruched skirt sweater dress via ivo milan

“when you give yourself, you receive more than you give.” // a. de saint-exupery

during a sunday morning marathon of stealing pillows and foot wrestling with the moppet and watching ASAPscience – a rather interesting topic came up; a rather well-timed discussion around this time of year that boasts only tinsel, red, and ho-ho-hos; and that is – is it better to give or receive?

granted, it’s a rather difficult notion to get on board with for a six-year old – why ever would she think it’s better to give – as when she’s in receipt, it’s pure joy, wonder and enthusiasm. as the giver in this scenario – of course, it’s glorious to have been the one to have been able to extend that moment of bliss to her – after all, it’s not what was given, but the spirit in which that most enormous box of lego was given.

and i’m not worried that she’ll cotton on to giving > receiving, as she’ll come by it naturally – as giving people gifts of any kind, (but mostly the just because kind), is one of my most favourite things to do.

yet – i won’t ever deny that being given the once-in-a-while, why-the-hell not gift is probably one of the most delightful feelings ever… because, really – why the hell not?

iosselliani

littlebarnapothecary

poketo

voz

➝ source : iosseliani ‘all that jewels’ ring via farfetch

➝ source : charcoal + aloe face cleanser via little barn apothecary

➝ source : iphone case via poketo x casetify

➝ source : chevron wrap via voz

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