Queen you shall be

For a time, I did really well on my purpose of stopping impulse buying.   

And then my little sister came to visit us and next thing I remember is leaving the house to get some cake (gluttony runs in the family, you can be sure), and coming back with aforementioned cake, and an elfic/Tyrell-style tiara. YES, a bloody tiara. Because... well, because I stumbled upon it at a random high street store, it was on sale, and it was stunningly beautiful, and... you never know if you´ll be invited to have tea with the queen, right? Right...? And yes, in case you were wondering, I have absolutely no justification for it, other than the very reasonable discount price and its alleged beauty. 

 

Cities in dust

There is something undeniably ghostly about cities in Summer. They always acquire a certain desolated look, due to the vast space left empty by people absence. However, that´s am scenario I love, as my vivid imagination tends to portray a post-apocalyptic landscape (the image of a metropolis after vampire consumption, or maybe once the zombie plague is over. The tons of lovely movie scenes you could set in here...)

Fandom alert post: Slytherin pride.

Every year around May Bucharest celebrates the East-European Comic Con which, as the name implies, it is the most important fan event in this side of the continent. I´ve been regularly attending for three years, as I do enjoy a good dose of video games, graphic novels, role games, and fantasy/horror/sci-fi movie screening. For a long time now, I´ve felt fascinated about cosplay too and I attend the official contest to admire all those wonderful cosplayers every single time. However, as I am quite a shy person, I never had the balls to go as any of my favourite characters to the event itself. I always start planning things, but one way or another I always find an excuse to procratinate on the dress making process, and eventually I always give up...

A day of my life in pictures: March, the 19th.

Hi there, everyone and happy Easter!

I hope you are all having a lovely holiday. This month has been kind of busy for me, as I am looking for a new job and some friends from Spain were visiting. Well, I am not going to talk about all those real life boring work details here. As for friends, we had an interesting but exhausting week together, I carefully documented in pictures, but those are kind of personal, so I need to see how many of them I am able to share here.

However, I thought I could take the chance to document last Saturday, as it has been some time since my last "a day in pictures" sort of post. 

I hope you enjoy my March, the 19th! 

 

First portrait of 2016.

Ok, Winter: you made your point. Could you please stop it now and go away? Thank you!

This was meant to be a "what I wore this week" kind of post. However, weather made it hard to the point it was no longer possible. At least, for now. I mean, the week started pretty good regarding to temperature. That´s when these pictures were taken: as you can see, on Monday it was totally OK to wear lace blouses to be around the house, and then I could leave it by adding just a little wool cardigan and a light coat. 10°C is totally alright to dress up and go for a coffee with a friend. 

And then IT happened.

Blogmas Day 21: A Christmas meetup dress (and give away winner).

Happy Monday everyone and welcome to Blogmas Day 21!

As you may have noticed, I miserably failed at keeping my blog posted daily from last week.

Unfortunately, life has been running fast and keeping me busy for the last bunch of days, and blog posting had to be a bit neglected as a consequence of it. Now you can sum it up to my epic blog fails list... But anyway, I thought I could try double hard until Christmas Day at least and keep you tuned with life, so today I am coming back to show you my last handmade piece as well as announcing December give away winner (which I also failed to reveal last Saturday, oops, sorry about that!). 

My (fake) weekend in outfits.

All right, let´s just pretend I did take all these outfit pictures during the actual weekend, rather than just during those week days in which The Gentle One and I found the time to go out together.

Well, sometimes you can´t choose what days are off, right?

 This a strange kind of week, mostly spent between work, studies and last minute arrangements for my twenty days trip to Spain. So instead of just going out from Friday to Sunday, we made most boring errands during the weekend, and had our proper spare time in between.

And this is what we did:

The birthday girl.

Guess who is back. 

And on her bday, nonetheless!

It´s amazing how quick this year has passed by.

My 31st year of existence has been full of laughs, love, magic and beauty (and although there were some bad moments too, I´m happy to say the good ones were more abundant).

So here I am again: all difficult moments gone, and really glad to make you all witnesses of a new stage of my life.

Happy 32 years to me!

It´s here!

Last weekend I woke up just to merrily exclaim:

“It´s here! It´s here!”and then, turning around to shake The Gentle One´s shoulder. " Hey, wake up. C´mon, you´re going to miss it!"

As the poor little thing is quite used to my silly enthusiast behaviour sometimes, he patiently opened his eyes and looked through the window, where my finger were pointing at the moment.

He sat himself in the bed then and had to rub his eyes to ensure it wasn´t a dream.

“Gosh” He said. "Why didn´t you wake me before? It is here!"

"Finally!" I added triumphantly.

First sewing project

As I mentioned last month, I bought a sewing machine.

It had been on my wish list for ages, but for one reason or another, I delayed it .

At the beginning of March, however, I decided it was time to invest some money on a little domestic machine which could help me to materialize all those projects on my forever-increasing sewing folder. I suppose the real reason to finally make a decision was the absurdly inexpensive fabric prices in Bucharest: I simply coudn´t stand the view of all those affordable materials within easy reach!

I could feel their sad looks at me.

“Take us home” they would say with their tiny voices. “We want to turn ouselves into pretty dresses!”

So how could I posibly refuse?

It was far too cruel...

Seasons don´t fear the reaper

When I was a kid, I used to think seasons were made up.

Well, as weird as this sounds, it is quite reasonable if you grow up on a land where it rains ten months

a year. The two months left are an irregular sequence of sunny and cloudy days, unexpected showers, and windy times, so the technical classification of Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall  was everything but real to me.

Taking that into account, you will understand why after a year living with continental Europe weather,  I am not still used to it.

I have no idea about falling walking on the snow, sudden Summer electric storms, proper Autumal landscapes AND (more importantly) what to wear for real Winter.

Because, Winter? What´s that?

Don´t try this at home

This week Sunday´s post (a.k.a yesterday´s post) had to be delayed due to some inconvenience.
Specifically, due to the consequences of a little accident I had on Saturday morning. Before you go all worried about me, I must reassert it was actually a minor event, although it could have been quite serious under the circumstances, which I will explain to you in a moment.

Well, first of all I should clarify this very event had nothing to do with my own clumsiness. I have told you about it repeteadly, so you know recognizing my lack of ability is not an issue. In this ocassion, the direct cause of misfortune was other people´s behaviour. Now I will put it on record.

First outfit of the year.

Outfit rundown: shirt - Spin Doctor (previously featured here) / jumperskirt - custom made / headband - DIY.

One thing I hate about after-holiday is the feeling of boredom.

Somehow, it looks like everybody agrees that once the Winter break is over, there is no room for fun on daily life. Most people takes all the beauty of the season (bright colours, parties, elegance and anything vaguely interesting), put it on a chest, and throws the key until next year. That´s it. No more excitement ´till next December.

I never understood that kind of attitude, to be honest.

Ok, yes, I KNOW we all feel a bit depressed after holiday (or VERY depressed, if like me, you must spend two hours a day in your way to work) but I´ve always thought that part of this seasonal depression comes from the perspective of no-partying-at-all we all get caught in. I hate that. I mean, raise your hand if you do think that the world is a place gloomy enough without all that "fun is over" attitude.

EXACTLY.

Special ocassion outfit drama

 I´ve got a dramatic side, I always have had it but the good thing about it (or bad, it depends on your perspective, actually) is it just pops out once in a while, mostly during stressful situations. Once again the problem about stress is it totally depends on your perspective too: what a person considers an issue might not be necessarily a source of anxiety for another fellow.

For example, I am currently scheduling my holiday posts, as I won´t be around the internetz that much during the festive period. For many other bloggers that´s a source of stress, but to me is just ok, as long as I have proper time to plan.

Concert outfit

 Last weekend we The Gentle One decided Friday was a good night to go out for a concert. To be honest I was not feeling like partying at all, partially because I had been dealing with boring health issues almost the whole month, and partially because after 

my eight good hours of regular work, last thing I would do is to attend a crowded concert

on a stuffy basement.

Sometimes we do silly things for love, don´t we?

November in the park

Do you know that type of day, when you feel lazy but you think it´s not healthy to stay indoors the whole time, so you basically force yourself to put some cozy clothes onand go outside?
Well, that was my Saturday.

The Gentle One and I went to a concert on Friday night and yesterday´s morning we were quite reluctant to make anything but procrastitating on the couch.
Nevertheless, we started a funny conversation about pros and cons of our current lack of exercise:

The zombie diaries

I am quite sure you already noticed I had a hard month due to job reasons, as I would not stop complaining about it here, here and here.

Yes, I know, I can be a little very annoying when I am tired.

Specifically, I tend to become a small child even under the slightest sleep deprivation.

 And no, I am not exagerating.

I DO mean it.

Botanic garden

Look twice at this picture: it´s me, on a sundress AND ponytails! 

How this hapenned? As a standard rule I don´t wear sundresses or ponytails at all.

In my homeland the weather is not that warm in the Summer with the exception of one or two weeks a year, so I basically limited my hot season options to average fabrics and full length hair over there. Indeed, I had never needed to wear the classic cotton maxi dress back in the north of Spain.

Murphy´s law for everyone

When I was a school girl I found a bit difficult to understand abstract physical laws and concepts, unless practical exemplification was providen. To be exact, I would NOT believe in any kind of principle I couldn´t see with my own little eyes. I was a midget skeptical, if you please, and this frequently produced a good dose of fun in the family meetups.

Victorian deviations

One of my favourite deviations hobbies consists on looking for places where I can sit, have a good cup of tea, and pretend I am the first beta-tester for a time machine prototype to be successfully transported to some point between 1900 and 1929. Well, yes, that can be considered a little weird, but you weren´t expecting anything different from me, were you?