As much as I love being blonde the downside to it is that you inevitably have to pay a visit to your hairdresser at least every couple of months. The last time I went was in April and I was procrastinating quite some time before I eventually booked another appointment. Don’t get me wrong, I love being pampered and getting my hair done, it’s just the price you have to pay for good service. I additionally got the ends trimmed as well and ended up paying 140 € for everything. Nevertheless, I am really, really happy with the result and I think nothing feels as good as leaving the salon with fresh new hair. Quick side story – a few days ago some girls at work told me that I look like Hannah Montana and I realized that she and I are not the only ones sharing the same hairstyle. There is 2000’s Lady Gaga, Gwen Stefani, Heidi Klum and lately also Charlize Theron in Atomic Blonde, a movie that I still need to watch, but at least I remembered the hairstyle.
I have never considered myself a sporty or athletic person until it sort of just happened. I was never really the kid to be all active, playing sports, running around and stuff. More like the reading, drawing, “please don’t make me catch things because I probably wont’t” type of girl. And I have always hated running, which is something that hasn’t changed at all. The only time you’ll see me run is probably for my life or out of money. But what has miraculously changed is that I actually found a sport that I enjoy. I have been kickboxing for about 5 years now and I still train at least 2 times a week. Whenever I tell this someone I am still astonished by how fast time flies and the fact that my lazy ass managed to pull through. Even though I sometimes have to force myself to get ready and leave my bed, I am always disappointed when for some reason I can’t make it to practice. Which just goes to show that everyone can find joy in exercise, you just actually have to give it a chance and find your thing.
Rihanna is one of the view artists that I have been listening to since I was basically ten. I am not ashamed to admit that I probably know all of her songs from her baby days to the savage she has become. There is just something about her besides her obvious beauty and the fact that she doesn’t seem to age at all. Just the way she doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion and always does what she wants is truly inspiring and makes her an icon of our time. She is not afraid of taking risks and still slays the game whether it’s fashion, music, acting or her own make up brand that is soon to be launched. I should probably stop right here before this turns into an open love letter, I think you get the point. So two weeks ago, my friends and I planned a night out – shocking, sometimes even I leave my house – and of course I was fully dedicated to finding a cool outfit. While digging through my closet I found this black over sized faux fur coat that I actually had wanted to sell, but never got around to do so. However, looking at it I just realized that this was actually a pretty bad ass piece and – now everything makes sense – something I could picture Rihanna wearing. Long story short, I have fallen completely back in love and decided to style it in this post, which is btw the exact look I wore out minus the shades.
Even though I am someone that usually overthinks anything and everything there is still instances where I am the complete opposite and really couldn’t care less. I have always been very two-sided when it comes to my attitude towards things. Either I am extremely insecure or I am almost too sure of myself, which can be a good or a bad thing depending on the situation. Especially in fashion I wear whatever I feel like wearing that day and am not afraid to experiment with styles and looks other people might find weird. At the end of the day, people stare and judge no matter what, so you might as well just do you. Recently, I have been obsessed with deep blue sparkly lips and although it is probably the most high maintenance lip color to pull off besides red I still enjoy feeling like a badass wearing it until it smudges all over my face.
Some of you might have noticed that I have started to name my posts after lyrics or song title. I think I have mentioned this before, but I am a song text addict and sometimes listen to a song over and over again just for one line. So whenever I can find something that matches a color or a theme of a look I use it as the title of my post, almost like a little hint or an allusion. This one though, is a little bit harder to guess since it is referring to the background story of this outfit. Initially, I had planned to finally – after announcing it multiple times – style my Rihanna X Fenty platform flats. Well, turned out I can’t walk in those shoes more than a mile. I tried everything. With padding, without padding, with padding and band aids, padding made of leather, padding made of gel, I even glued a piece of felt into the back of the shoe. Nothing helps.
I feel like every girl has a thing when it comes to shopping. For the majority it is probably handbags or shoes. I mean, which girl doesn’t dream of a closet full of shoes? However, for me personally shoes only come second. My thing is jackets. It is not even an intention that I always end up buying them, it sort of just happens. If I had to guess I would say I probably own about20, collection growing. I feel like a nice coat or an outerwear piece can make an otherwise pretty basic look to something cool, chique, classy without a lot of effort. The baby that I’ve fallen in love with just recently is this light pink distressed denim jacket from Zara. Or as I like to call it, the Barbie run over. I have already told you about my obsession with pink, so when I saw this jacket in store, I just had to have it.
Since the last post’s outfits have been rather on the casual side, I wanted to do something more chique for this one. I find the easiest way to make it seem as if you have put a lot of effort in your styling is throwing on a nice summer dress. It’s probably because people associate them with special occasions when in reality you don’t even have to worry about matching the top to the bottom half of your body. For some reason I used to hate dresses when I was younger, but reorganizing my closet I realized I have accumulated quite a collection over the past years. However, this pinstriped baby blue piece from Zara is new to my wardrobe and I am completely in love with it. I decided to pair it with my biker boots from Pull & Bear to make it a little more edgy and everyday appropriate. But I can also see myself wearing this with white sneakers or even high heels for the ultimate dress up. The possibilities are endless.
I lasted exactly 7 days until I broke my promise to not buy any clothes in the month of May. I remember passing by H & M and figuring just having a look wouldn’t be against the rules. Well, it isn’t. But falling in love with a pair of lace-up jeans and buying it two days later definitely is. Looking back, it was naive of me to take the risk of entering the store in the first place. Once I like a piece, I have no self control. I should have known that my stubborn self wouldn’t rest until it left the shop with the item in question. To my defense, these jeans are remarkably unique and I haven’t seen anything alike anywhere else. You could think that this kind of a statement piece is hard to style, but it actually isn’t. Just throw on a basic T, some sneakers like I did and you have a casual outfit that will still turn heads.
Sorry for being M.I.A. for the last few weeks. This was definitely not intended since I had planned to upload at least once a week. But somehow whenever I try to plan things everything turns out to be different anyway. First, the weather wasn’t cooperating at all and it was still raining and freezing in April. Then, scheduling an ‘appointment’ was not easy either. I got a lot of free time on my hand for possible shoots, but taking photos of me by myself doesn’t really work. Finally, we were able to not only find a free day, but also one with perfect weather conditions. I was super stoked to see how the new camera lens I bought would perform and it didn’t disappoint. It was recommended to me by two photographers I met on Bali and is 100 % worth the investment. I look forward to playing around with it and see its full potential.
"This black hole's pulling me inside Of this black heart, this black soul Underneath this black, black sky"
I would consider myself being fully back home for about one and a half weeks. The 1 day I had between Bali and Amsterdam doesn’t really count in my opinion. Having been away for so long and then coming back is weird. I feel like as if I had been on another planet with a different time, a different life, different people and a different me. Here, nothing really has changed yet everything seems unfamiliar familiar. Walking the streets I still feel like a stranger in my own home. Memories come back, happy ones but also ones that I have been trying to forget. The emotional roller coaster continues