Since my last couple of posts have been kind of depressing and sad. My mood swings are real at the moment so I thought I should seize the opportunity to write when I am in a good mood before it goes downhill again. I have yet to find out what triggers my good ‘episodes’, all I know is that besides being sick (again) I feel kind of happy and optimistic for once. I wonder if anyone ever reads this or if it’s basically just me talking to myself like an idiot. Oh well, I guess it would probably better that way. Anyway, today’s shoot took place on a roof top around my neighborhood, probably one of my favorite places in the world. Up there you have an incredible view of the city without having to share it with anyone else. Once in while I go up there to watch the sun set and take pictures, which – btw if you would like to see them – are often posted on my Instagram later.
I feel like I have been complaining in a lot of my recent posts. Not being the optimistic type is one of my weaknesses and I have always struggled with not letting my insecurities bring me down. There are days where I can laugh about it and brush it off and then there is days – like lately – where things just really get to me. If I had to describe myself I would say I am cheerful person with a lot of sadness and a really dark sense of humor. My moods come and go in waves, and I don’t know if that is ever going to change. I try my best to lift myself up as much as I can in that moment, and I am not gonna lie, a lot of times I fail miserably. But at the end of the day, good times replace the bad ones even if it’s just for a limited amount of time and the spiel starts all over again.
I am not the type of person to make a big deal out of their birthday. One, I don’t really like drawing the attention to myself and two, for some reason I tend to get sad on days where you’re actually expected to be happy or excited. The big 3, birthday, Christmas and New Year’s eve are always quite hard for me. So part of this will probably be written on the actual day of my birthday and when this goes up, I will have turned twenty. Twen-ty. The problem is not that I feel old, the problem is that I don’t feel ready. Time flies and I still don’t know what I am doing. I know that I don’t need to, even most people in their 30s don’t, it’s probably the standard that I am setting for myself and obviously can’t uphold. At least, my love for photography, fashion and being creative in my own way always cheers me up and make me forget whatever my ever so complicated mind is currently struggling with.
Remember when I got my second tattoo and my mother made me promise that this would be the last one? Turns out what everyone is saying about once you got one you want more is true. It didn’t even take me half a year to figure out what I wanted next. But then my traveling came in between and it didn’t feel like it was the right timing so another 6 months passed until I decided just to go for it. All my tattoos are by the same artist because a) he is really, really good at his job and b) I wanted my tattoos to match in style. I feel like with tattoo artists it is a little bit like with hair dressers, once you find one that you feel comfortable with you stick with them. I will link the studio down below in case you are interested and live in the Hamburg area.
Bodysuits have been on trend for quite some time now and I think there is no shop that doesn’t offer them in some sort of way. It’s probably because they are the ultimate tucked in shirt. No need of making sure it
When I got my first tattoo my mother almost asked anxiously if this would be the last one for the time being. She probably dreads the day I come home fully tattooed from head to toe and unrecognizable for her eyes. I am not gonna lie even
I was actually always the kind of person that was never determined to get a tattoo. Some people just seem to know. Some people even already know their desired motive. And some simply come to the conclusion it’s not really their style. I was neither of those