Let me tell you about my day at the spa with Gordana, one of my closest and craziest friends. First, I need to specify it was my Valentine’s gift for F, but since I’d been misinformed about having to be nude in the entire spa area, he was so categoric in his refusal that I didn’t feel like insisting. I’ve always been a prude myself, not as much because I’m embarrassed over my body, ’cause the older I get, the better I look (hahaha!), but more because nakedness is intimate, in my opinion.
I’m not very good at wearing jewellery, from time to time I have periods when I crave it and then long time lapses before I can be bothered again. But I’m like a magpie, I love to collect everything shiny and glitzy, to soothe my eyes on them. As I wrote a couple of days ago, I’ve just discovered a shop with lots of cool vintage stuff and a clean profile-VAAR, meaning spring in Norwegian. And I simply adore their jewellery! Continue reading
I have a new favourite webstore- VAAR! Haven’t bought anything there yet, but both exclusive furniture, amazing vintage jewellery, ceramic bowls and retro lamps are on my list! 😉 The shop came to life as an extension of the photo studio, the owners write, and you can definitely see they have a trained eye.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve always loved the Egg by Arne Jacobsen. Both the organic form and the cognac color appeal to me and owning something this timeless is a dream for all us interior aficionados. Continue reading
As I’ve often mentioned in my posts, I suffer from chronic depression. It’s not the “worsest” kind, meaning I’ve never been sectioned, I’ve never not gotten out of bed and I’m pretty well-functioning when on medication (which I sometimes forget to take, but for which I’m otherwise grateful as hell). Nevertheless, I have a condition I have to take into account in my daily life as it often makes me tired, have little patience for things and people I don’t care for too much, renders me short tempered and often struggling to give a f*. haha!
On top of my regular and manageable depression, I have this seasonal depression. Or my already existing depression gets worse in winter. Which wouldn’t be such a problem if winter wasn’t never-ending in Norway. It’s no secret I don’t like winter- It’s cold and dark, I don’t ski and I don’t enjoy being outside too much, as I easily freeze and I’m very vain, so I never put on enough clothes. haha! Consequently, pretty much everything I do in winter is because I have to. I have to walk Sammy, I have to get out of the house, otherwise I know I’ll get crazy, I have to buy groceries, I have to go to work. But every once in a while, the sun comes out and life is so much easier. It’s not a question of “have to anymore”, but of “want to”. So I’ve made a little list with things that aid me see the world in prettier colours, also on a grey winter’s day, hoping you’ll find it helpful, too:
- My dog, Sam
I’ve been feeling very afraid lately. This Trump business is as bleak as they come and, for my part, much worse than imagined. In the context of my trip to Berlin where I was reminded of the Holocaust everywhere, what’s happening in the world now is pretty scary shit.
An then there’s my people: Romanians failed to elect a sane government and instead brought in office the same old commie villains who have now signed an emergency decree making it easy peasy to be corrupt and get away with it.And if that wasn’t enough, the interpreting field is very frustrating to work within, the state does little else these days besides cutting costs here and saving money there, all of it at the interpreters’ expense.
Otherwise I find it hard to cope with winter, I’m still tired all the time and I still need to nap a lot, which I do as soon as the chance arrives. And that in its turn leaves me feeling like I haven’t done anything the entire day, which in its turn makes me feel lazy and inefficient. Continue reading
I’m ready for spring! It comes as no surprise that I’m not a fan of winter- dark, cold and yucky, sometimes all three in one bite. I long for brighter days and fewer clothes on my back. Everything itches, from wool to merino and cashmere, it’s like my skin has had it with all this covering it up in layers!
After a long winter, I finally get to see a bit of sun! Strolling through Berlin again and feeling sun rays on my cheeks feels surreal, even though that means tears down my face ’cause I didn’t think of taking my shades with me. Continue reading