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umeå, västerbotten, Sweden
Girl who wishes to live in a castle at the mountain Montserrat but probably will stay put in a bigger city for later going in peace on the countryside. Loves to play with words, and pictures, telling stories. My story begins in Umeå and will finish who knows where, since I love waking up in new places.

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fredag 12 september 2008

A urge of writing about fashion



in the middle of the night. I'm no tired and I'm going up early tomorrow for a lecture at my university. What I've done today is absolutely nothing, well, I went to subway with my CV so I'm getting desperate. I'm taking whatever job I can get a hold of right now just enough to survive and keep myself busy and not party. I need to save money before I go back to Barcelona or go somewhere because I need to go out travelling. Anyways, my urge of writing about fashion today was because I watched a documentary about the 1600th and 1700th fashion and it was pretty interesting. I wish to have those dresses but not the corset, I feel all the woman living that epoch. I feel the woman today as well being bored out by this so strict fashion. The fashion in Barcelona weren't that great - high healed low-standard shoes (which is not just only uncomfortable but not very pretty), low-waisted jeans (you could basically show your pubic in them if you wish to, this happened frequently on the beaches, I even saw a woman with hair on her breast there) and not to forget about the "show every part of your body" fashion. This is nice for you guys but my idea is leaving something for your imagination, at least from time to time ;)

Anyways, I probably give one of my grammys to the Swedish girls for being so well-dressed, I guess for the cold, but now I'm also talking about being nice dressed. I remeber the first time I met my friend Charlotte. It was at the ladie's room at the club Fellini in Barcelona and there were two or three american girls talking how bad scandinavia people dress and I thought she was a friend of them. My mouth as usually opens and I ask this blonde girl which now is my friend Charlotte: so how are your friends? Do you know this people? She just shake her head and say something like this to me in english: No, I'm not and you, and where are you from? (we were biting eachother with words like two swedish bitches, haha, excuse me Charlotte, hope to see you soon :)

After a while we figure out that we both are from sweden and those bitchy ladies got stuck in the toilet. Haha, no, but how I wish that those stupid American girls got stuck in the toilet and with one that is with shit in because that is what their mouth are full of. Well, I'm going to do this fastern because I should really get some sleep. It's going to be a busy weekend because I need to study and at least one night go out with my class. There are some other things I need to do as well as find myself a job! Seriously, I'm going for a jobinterview on sunday for subway and now I know what he was talking about when the manager said that he doesn't think I fit so well there. I'm going to feel like Paris Hilton in, hum, i don't even remember the name of the reality show because I never been so stuck up in American shit, besides the music maybe and some other materialistic things. I forgot to tell that today I bought this mineral powder with labour ID and I hope it works as well as my sister said because then it's a good investment. Well, actually I bought one of those packages which includes one powder, one foundationa and one to mix it out if you want a little bit darker like when you get tanned. It's expensive but I must be good since it includes zink which is healing, it keeps the skin's damp and it has a UV protection 15. The thing is that I'm not usually the one who is using make-up so this better be a good investment and then I might have my interest for make-up.

Question: Are there anyone that can download the programme Dreamweaver and put it on a disc for me?

Back to that documentary about fashion, it made my mind think about the corset and I actually owe two of those and they are really nice. I wished to fine one of those in Barcelona with some cool flower patterns, and I did at second-hand, I just never bought it. Post-it for you guys, I'm giving away/exchanging my clothes if no one wants anything and I probably have a dinner some day soon to make a exchange with the people who wants to do it.

Well, I'm not going to be one of those boring person's that are blogging just about fashion but a little taste is always so good since I love it. What I exactly wanted to say is that I'm a little bit worried because I recently just noticed that my boobs got a little bit bigger and so have my belly, my first thought was that I was pregnant but Sophia have actually gained some weight! She just notice when she has to fight herself in her high-waisted jeans but I still succeed. Now it's time for me moving a little bit more and not lock myself in my room and writing here and speaking to dear Quique. Because he wont have me anymore if I continue like this, haha. I should just continue eating and forget about guys but then girls you should think about your self-esteem. I'm just going to bicycle every where with my mp4. And this is today's outfit, haha, common words among blogges but actually I thought about tomorrow.



From the top it's a old purple dress I bought at H&M that I never used and my new white cotton shirt that mum other from the H&M catalog, I love white shirts and I love comfortable clothes that will say cotton. The other garment is a old corset that I found and maybe I can have some use from it some day besides making me look thiner, which is a big plus, and that I have breast. I like the comment I got from a guy who was reading my blog, he said, "Hey, haven't you got less breast and bigger belly". I guess he have got a bigger mouth during these years which is for me not a suprise because he is swedish and he likes swedish skinny girls which for me is fine. You can't fit everyones type like me not fitting swedish guys - some of them are real jerks.


My last words will be about my little sister's hair, she has done it again! It's cool and I wish to dye my hair pink as well. Guess I'm to frightened and I guess I need to find myself a job before I do it. I think there will be also be a lot of people thinking that I have a identity crise, no, I just have it very easy to get bored.

It's cool and trendy but I don't really like EMO style not that I know exactly what it is about because my little sister have distorded it a little bit. That means that she has been a pain in the ass and my parents are moving out of this country soon for one week on semester and I'm going to take care of her, and the house! Goodnight sweet lovers





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