Friday, January 18, 2013

fat snow


It's snowing like crazy here in Vienna and the fat fat fat layer of snow has blocked me from college. Here's me messing around in the garden. Aren't winter days awful? I want to wear thinner coats and jackets already! I layered my mango flannel shirt with a beige cardigan and than added a grey knitted vest from grandma, now that's what I call heart-warming! Unfortunately I didn't manage to show my other coats on the blog. I feel that I'm photographed in this trf leopard faux fur coat way too often. More and other interesting coats are coming up, I promise.




Stay warm and start counting the days of spring's arrival. They say when winter is ruling, it also means that spring is near.


Tuesday, January 15, 2013

horrifying trench coat




My mom has just accepted a horrendous metall buttons-embellished trench coat in black polyester, which makes me ask God why my dearest ones often make terrible terrible sartorial choices.

By asking myself this, I've also realised that maybe her not-so-fashion-forward thinking influenced me to somehow get interested in fashion at an early age. Every girl knows what I am talking about here: in our adolescence, there always comes a phase where our rebellious nature defeats our obedient side, which means we simply do not want to dress to please our moms anymore. I started young experimenting with darker colors because, well, my mother hated black and grey on me. In addition to that, there was a time when I only wore skin-tight clothes, because my mom did not approve it, which again made me very happy about tight shirts and jeans. Truth is, I don't even like skinny clothing that much, but the thought of being completely different than one's own mother was too tempting and too good.

What I'm trying to say here is that mothers and even grandmothers (the people we grew up with) do not only play an important role in our lives, but also influence the way we dress. Of course, there are loads of influential factors out there that shaped our styles, but opinions from mom has always weighed very much.

But let's go back to the weirdly tailored silver buttoned trench coat, which makes me wanna take a photo and put it on this blog to let the fashionable audience judge its ugliness. Yet, I decided not to do so at the last minute. I did come up with another more creative idea to draw the trenchcoat, which turned out to be an exhausting experience that took a bit too long...

All in all, my mom owns way too many unwearable/unbearable pieces in her closet and I just have to get over it. I understand that there are people, surprisingly but also female people who are really not interested in fashion. At all. And that's okay! God bless them.



Monday, January 7, 2013

faux fur for life


Peta-activist or not, we know it's a universal truth that a bit fur, authentic or faux, can magically upgrade a winter outfit in no time. Furry coats and little details can contribute a lot to 'dress to impress' in winter. Additionally, they add great warmth during the coldest days of the year.

You'll probably notice that my hair looks quite short here (and from the last post). Yes, I got a new hair length and I love it. Ever since I was little girl, I've been having long, straight, black hair and it was getting too boring for me, so I decided to try something new. I'm definitely one of those people who often times refuse to change, however, after a real change I'm always happy that I did. In fact, I think everyone should try out new things more often. Really, life is short, don't overthink.










After shooting outside, JJ and I were so cold we went to have some after-noon tea, at 5 o'clock, but still. Who doesn't love a little sweetness before and after the real meal? And while editing this post, I realised just how lucky I am to be able to live in a city like Vienna that has so many breath-taking, beautiful historic buildings in the inner-city. People often look at things blindfold when they are surrounded by them. So was I, completely forgetting how uncommon (in good and rare way) Vienna actually is. I still want to move to somewhere bigger, though. Busy january has started and let's work hard.


Wednesday, January 2, 2013

twothousandthirteen

Happy happy new year!

I celebrated the end of 2012 and embraced 2013 in this sparkling glittering gown, wearing faux jewels and danced on plateaus. Silvester couldn't get any better than that! I actually enjoyed the cheap champagne (it's not even real champagne, but who cares), the loud loud loud fireworks and more importantly, getting the chance to start over. 2013 is gonna be GOOOOOOOD!












Cheers cheers cheers, to 2013.