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.
I don’t really know what I was exactly expecting from Uni. Maybe less chaos, less people, less ‘I don’t know what I’m doing, help’. To be honest, over the past two months I have been trying to push any thoughts of the future aside which kind of works out until you realize that just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it isn’t there. So I have also been making good use of my second trusty coping mechanism. I am not proud of it, but it’s been a while since I have bought as much as I do now. The bad thing is that I don’t even do planned shopping trips anymore. Since I work basically in the shopping area in my town, I happen to pop in and out of stores quite frequently ‘just to have a look’. ‘Just having a look’ quickly turns to ‘just trying it on for fun’ to ‘nothing haunts you more than things you didn’t buy’ to ‘I’ll pay by card’. On the brighter side of things, I have accumulated enough props for the upcoming 20 posts, woohoo.
If you look at the posts that I have done over the year, you might notice that I prefer clean backgrounds or usually any type of urban situation. I am not a huge fan of anything that is too distracting, especially when there is some color going on that could potentially clash with my outfit. This is the reason why I have stayed away from any type of greenery in my photos, even when there is just a little bit of weed I either correct it later on when editing or I simply – believe it or not – rip it out. For today’s post I decided to ‘step out of my comfort zone’ and basically into the woods by going for an all green background. I thought with fall coming up it would match my thick suede coat and overall cozy vibes perfectly.
The day we shot this blog post’s photos wasn’t really a good day for me. My anxiety kept me up half of the night and then I ended up sleeping until 3 p.m and was still feeling super tired and exhausted after I had finally got up. I had actually been really excited to meet up with 2 of my closest friends, but I didn’t really manage to pull myself together. I felt like I was physically there, but not mentally. Trying my best to follow the conversation, my thoughts kept wandering off and I was feeling dizzy and kind of trapped in my own little bubble. I was hoping that eating would help (which it fortunately did), but prior, on our way to the table my coke slid off the tray that I was carrying. The good news were that I somehow managed to grab it last minute with minor spillage. However, in that movement my plate had started sliding as well, said goodbye and was basically flying off with Risotto spilling everywhere. Honestly, for a moment I was contemplating having a mental breakdown in the middle of the restaurant and it took me a lot to not start crying in front of everyone. Luckily, the staff was super nice and understanding and I got new food right away. Ironically, my coke pretty much survived this incident which was probably the reason that my Risotto didn’t.
I know, the title is a little bit extra. I just couldn’t think of anything better and since the peachy knit sweater I am wearing in the photos is partly made of cashmere I came up with this wordplay. Anyway, this piece is my latest and also last purchase of the month. The next season is around the corner and the shops already display their fall/winter collection, even though it is technically still too warm for all the knits and coats. But knowing German weather this could change in a heartbeat and I can already see myself hunting for a winter jacket because my 16 other ones are just not doing it for me anymore. You know how it goes. Until then, I need to save my money for one last vacation this year. My mother and I are going to Cyprus and I can’t wait to be back at the beach before Uni starts in October.
I don’t know what happened to the German summer, but apparently there is none. What we get is maximum three days of kind of good weather and then about 1 week of pouring rain and crazy humidity in return. The number one question when planning a shoot besides who is going to be the photographer is what is the weather is going to be like. It’s basically about finding that perfect time slot of the day where it is warm, but not too hot, obviously not rainy and ideally cloudy so that you can open your eyes and don’t have to fuss around with the camera settings too much. Luckily, for this one we were able to seize the last day of good conditions before it is back to a grey, unpredictable sky.
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.