There once was a girl
There once was a girl, and she was in love. She would have found it amusing, how it was just like the books had said – what with the clammy hands and flutters in the stomach and giggles at completely random moments – except that she was way too busy being in love to notice...
Last Night
(all images are clickable for larger versions) I tend to fall completely and utterly head over heels in love with some movies. I loved Lost in Translation and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind so much that I named my blog after them. I watch the former one at least once every other month. It...
I’m still here
Yes, still here, just a bit… well, you know. Blue. The problem is that once you haven’t blogged in, say, two weeks, it feels like your next post has to be super-epic to make up for your absence. But because of the reason for your absence, a super-epic post just isn’t doable. That doesn’t mean...
LFW: The other stuff
I’ve hit a bit of a rough patch again, as you might have deduced from my last post. Until I can manage to feel enthusiastic about clothes and, well, things in general, I thought I’d show you the last batch of photos from my trip to London. I also wanted to thank you so much...
Beautiful Cinemagraphs
From Wikipeida: Cinemagraphs are still photographs in which a minor and repeated movement action occurs. See, this is the kind of thing that really makes my heart beat faster and my I-need-to-do-something-creative-fingers restless. Cinemagraphs are the invention of photographer/blogger Jamie Beck and visual graphics artist Kevin Burg, and all the ones in this post are...
Favourite book: A guide to quality, taste and style by Tim Gunn
To me, Tim Gunn has become something of a mentor. I’m sure if I ever met him, I’d be an absolute mess who couldn’t even speak a coherent sentence, and he would be wonderfully graceful and nice about it. I’ve read another of his books (“Gunn’s Golden Rules”), which is a lovely mix of a...
Bodies and the Beach
Original image: “Beach” by Bosdos // 2.0 attribution license I feel slightly dirty. During my six days in Alicante, Spain, I’ve spent a disturbing amount of time looking at semi-naked bodies at the beach. But before you call the police, trust me when I say that there was nothing sordid about it – I was...
Airam’s Manifesto
Manifesto: a public declaration of policy and aims I want to live my life like my sister Cookie dances. Strong and dangerous (like her flamenco), elegant and feminine (like her classical ballet), and with the complete abandonment of her modern dancing. I want to separate from the crowd, but still include those around me. I...
