Ohh,it's been so long.

I've been busy with...you know,things.

But yesterday our stepfather sent us shopping because we needed new dresses for Holland(err..my wardrobe is as good as empty..) and I came back with 2 skirts,2 dresses,a pullover and other pieces that needn't be mentioned here.

Also,my mama woke up from the artificial coma and I'm SO relieved and again I want to thank everyone for their thoughts and kind,kind words and prayers.She's a little hard to handle these days but..she's awake at least.


The pullover will be for nights at the beach in Holland,umm yes.

The tree will keep me company at the beach.

The yellow dress is the Inception-dress

and the skirt is..I don't know why I bought it.I bought another one as well,light blue,simple,longer.

I hope this blog won't be as dead as it's been the last days after Holland,I've had something like a blog depression.

Have a good night&good dreams.

Today was a dark day.

Since days I feel sick and today has been the worst.For the first time since quite a lot of days I could see my mother.She is in intensive care.She is in an artificial coma since days.There are wires all around her and she doesn't breath on her own.It was the worst and most gruesome thing I've ever seen to see her lying there so helplessly,asleep,having a wire that gets into her body and to see how mechanically her breast went up and down.Her lips were purple and swollen.How helpless she looked.It was unbearable to me.

I wonder what one thinks or dreams of if he/she's in a coma.I wonder if she will remember us holding her hand or what we said to her.I was so happy to feel her body being warm.I didn't expect that as she doesn't breath on her own.But yes,her heart beats on his own of course,so she should be warm.

The intensive care station was like hell.There are only 12 beds and in every room there were people between heaven and earth.I've had that picture on my mind.The souls of everyone there in a white,cloudy space and they just have to chose which door to take.

Oh,diseases and everything that has to do with it are so mean!I could never handle it.

I wonder if any of you have experiences with artificial comas and how the patients react when they wake up?

This post is not like 'fishing for pity' but I had to write it down somewhere and maybe hear what experiences you've had.

May all of you and your families be healthy and jolly.

Goodnight.

Inní mér syngur eðli

Due to rather not-so-positive happenings I haven't had time for posting or taking photos.
Well,today I had.I even had time for editing it just to cover up the untidy room.
A song that accompanied me through this time was Inní Mer Syngur Vitleysingur by Sigur Rós.It means 'Within me sings a lunatic'.The title is nothing to do with how I feel these days,just by the way.
Again,I am so surprised how much strength and dear words I get from christian people.Mind-blowing.
First the song,really, listen to it,it's...so dear(if a song can be dear): (Icelandic is such an interesting language,I've learnt a little about it the last days)



And now what I'm wearing today:

What a gorgeous day.

Incidentally,I was alone at home for most of the day and I decided to make time just for my own entertainment and to do NO-thing today.

There's a song by Emmy The Great in which she sings about her boredom.I've wanted to do what she sings about for a long time now:

-create a language

-eat neighbor's cat

-make a macaroni necklace

-play with toolbox

-set off a firework

-talk to and fall in love with a pencil.

I created a language.It sounded japanese-scandinavian and it was much fun to sing songs with non-existent words.

There was no cat within eyeshot.Too bad.
Here's my macaroni necklace which I cooked after and ate.

I looked in the toolbox but there were no entertaining tools in there but I saw a kite and tried setting it in the garden.

There was no firework in the basement but I lit candles and the house still smells like...very good !

I took a pencil that smiled at me but he was in a hurry, no time to fall in love.

Because that was not enough fun, I also wore 8 jackets at a time(gawd,they were heavy!) and I was sweating soo much and laughing so hard because I could barely move and then I made some push-ups on the floor and rolled up and down the carpet.Dear,that was fun-

Next thing I did was laying down on the meadow under the lawn sprinkler.

Then I made taekwondo with a broom stick.


This was followed by making vanilla ice cream with chocolate and coloured crumbles,cream,chocolate sauce,cherries and waffles.

Then my stomach was so full that I had to move again and I played the Don't-Touch-The-Floor-Game,this is walking and jumping from the table to the sofa to the shelf on the kitchenette,without touching the floor of course !

Well,after all this I was so worn out that I only had some power left to paint a little with chalk.(A few nights ago my best friend and I walked through the nocturnal streets and on a schoolyard we painted chalk Pokémon for the kiddos.It sounds childish but it is gaareat fun!)

Of course I also did reasonable things like photography.

Not very reasonable was not taking a picture of what I's wearing today.Don't worry,this is still a fashion blog and I won't bore you with those things for forever.

Baareakfast.Camembert and clocks.

N°2

I roasted the chicken,added the tomato farrago and the cheese.

And now I proudly present the protagonist: the Tortilla wraps!

I filled them with the chicken and rolled them up.

And this is the miserable result: Could there be a more delicious looking tortilla? YES.

This is what I was wearing while cooking. I just wear this long dress in the house and in the garden because it shows too much but is SO comfy to wear when it's about 36°C.

Despite the non-Happy-Enchiladas-End(I couldn't eat more than one half because while cooking I ate SO much cheese) this was a pretty evening.

After the meal I got out and went to the fields where the sun was setting and I took photos both with my good,ol' digital camera as well as with my new,old Canon I got on the flea market for 7 bucks.Then I had a coffee to reduce the ugly feeling of having eaten too much.And now I am sitting here listening to Coco Rosie.

The summertime is a much better time than I'd expected. Every morning I go out to walk on the morning dew all over the grass with bare feet. It's a little cold but it touches every sense.

N° 1

I just made my first Enchiladas,I have never tried them before,but when I saw an Enchilada Kit at the supermarket I just had to have it.
I've made them like so:
Chicken cutting,cheese grating,putting tomato sauce,spice mix and water in a bowl.

Hejjj,
I am back from London(well,since Monday actually but because of a bad cough I got from the ventilator I felt like writing and photographing today for the first time since then).
While writing the words 'bad' and 'cough' I remembered this song and I'd like to share it with you:

Well,where to start.

London is big,ohh so big and fast and loud.Personally I think,to patronize my oh so sacrosanct rule of slowness,that when you're going through the streets of London(or any other big city,or...any city at all) you should listen to calm music and walk slow and take photos and explore.You ought to go against the fastness.I have been there with a friend and she was running,running all the time and I had no time to think.That's why I barely remember details and there were no special,magical moments.I wish I'd been on my own.There was no time to read,to listen to music(I even created a new playlist with songs that were supposed to remind me of London later) or to take photos except for one night when we sat down at the Piccadilly Circus.

I only found two dresses,a bikini top and two tights.(My friend followed me everywhere,e-ve-ry-where when we were in a shop or at one of the 6 markets we visited.And let me tell you I can't stand it.When I looked at a dress in the 'Absolut Vintage' shop we visited she laughed but I actually liked it but then I didn't dare to pick it because I couldn't stand her looks.This happened several times.)

Thus,it's all been a bit disappointing and then I've had this bad cough and I thought it were my tonsils and I was crying all day yesterday,partly because of the pain but mostly for no specific reason.It was such a gruesome day-

But I am so happy to be back.

I also found two belts and a polaroid camera(now I found out that the films for those cameras are exorbitant).

I stole my mama's trench coat and wore one of the new dresses for flea market.You can see the Polaroid as well.And I'm wearing my beloved 'LOVE THE PLANET' bag from Dublin which me and my best friend bought there.

This is the new belt from today and one of the dresses from London.

The other London dress.I avoided the typical floral prints as every single body was wearing them in London.I also have to say I barely saw people wearing inspiring things.Most of them wore high heels which mostly doesn't look very modest or their faces were not friendly or other things.

Well,now I'm off buying film for my new camera and then I'm forced to see the German Worldcup match tonight.Ohhh how thrilling...not.
How good to be back and see all the pretty outfits you wore and things you've experienced.

Adieu !