New Year Revelations

Actually I lied. I have had zero revelations. I just hate the idea of new years resolutions.

Sorry I have MIA for ages. We are going into our 3rd month of renovations with 90% off my clothes in storage and one pair of winter boots I have been all out of inspiration. We have been living in multiple Air BNB’s for the last 3 months. Between demolition and trips to hardware stores and Christmas life has been very hectic.

We did manage to throw an awesome NYE bash this year with beautiful views over the city and great friends. New years Eve has always been important to me. I believe stupidly that it will set the tone for the following year. I love the idea of new beginnings. I actually performed a sage ceremony for all my guests. In an effort to clear away negative energy and cleanse for the new year ahead.

Like I said I am not one for resolutions but I do want to kind of try to be a better person. Bad habits are kind of my middle name, but here is 5 things I would like to kind of try to get better at. #supercommited

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  1. I am turning mother freakin 40 this year and the thought in general is so crazy to me because I don’t feel like adult pretty much every day of my life. I have no desire to grow up – so we can cross that off the list. What I do want to do is to embrace ageing and the beauty of  getting older. Instead of googling botox I would like to like my wrinkles and lines on my face of a well-loved life. I want to look wiser and earthier and embrace getting older instead of freaking out and wanting to skin a 20 year old.

  2.  I want to slay dragons. I want to face more of my fears in life instead of practising my usual total avoidance. I would like to feel fearless and proud of myself much more. I want to empower myself. With baby steps of course.

  3.  Exercise. This is such a New Year cliché but if you have ever met me I am super undisciplined. I hate cardio soooo much. In fact I hate all kinds of intentional exercise. But I also hate not fitting into my jeans but not as much as i hate exercise. With my health anxiety I have a complicated attitude towards my body. I think my body can turn on me in any second and what I do want to change is to start taking control of my body and loving it and taking care of it. Mastering it. Making my body work for me and not against me both physically and mentally.

  4. Be more positive. I can be very catastrophic and dramatic. I anticipate natural disaster and zombie apocalypses. I worry too much. It’s so much easier for me to see the worst case scenario before I allow myself to think just maybe it may just all work out incredibly. I guess psychologically it’s perhaps a self protective mechanism, But positivity feels way better than negativity. I am all about those vibes and I want me some good not bad ones.

  5. Practise some radical self-love. I am not sure what that looks like. Or even what that fully means, I think maybe I have to get naked and run through a forest. But I am down for that too.

Wish me a world full of luck. I maybe probably 100% need it.

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Radically Red

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There is no denying that this seasons must have is radically red. Red is a power colour. Passionate. Fiery and bold and easy to identify myself too. Red is a colour that for me symbolises power. When I want to feel brave I pick red. In fact years ago I had a fling with wearing something red everyday for a few months. These days I really adore red accessories. I think it’s the easiest way to incorporate this colour into your wardrobe and is the perfect bright punch to any old grey winter day or outfit.

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My top picks

  1. Aigner Red Bag
  2. Gucci Neck Bow
  3. Moschino Belt
  4. Tatty Devine Dental Bling Brooch
  5. Valentino Garavani Demilune Rockstud Bracelet
  6. Nars Manhunt Sheer Lipstick
  7. Nastygal Kitten Heel Boots
  8. Kate Spade Bow Beanie
  9. Tom Ford Carnel Red Nail Polish

Outfit: Winter Blues

It’s starting to get mighty chilly in Vienna this week. And knowing that there is only more coldness to come I decided to wear the last of a late summer outfit while I still could.

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A simple shirt & jeans and a dirty pair of converse would usually be a late summer fall outfit but by adding a coat, a wool scarf and a cosy vest singlet underneath I managed to stay a toasty warm and avoid another sweater. Because sweater after sweater day after day can be so boring and claustrophobic for someone who likes a little variety and lightness in their clothes.

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How about these converse. Too dirty? Or just dirty enough? Did I mention that 90% of my closet is in storage. And in a fit of trying to pack light I decided to 2 pair of shoes would be enough for what will be  now till the end of the year. And all my winter boots & shoes are in a box under a pile of probably 20 other boxes. 2 pairs of light type shoes in November & now December? What was I thinking?

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A Vulgar Woman

Vulgar: tasteless, gross, crass, unrefined, tawdry, ostentatious, flamboyant, over-elaborate, overdone, showy, flashy, gaudy, garish, brassy, kitsch, tinselly, flaunting, glaring, brash, loud, harsh

The word vulgar has been used in this society as a derogatory slur against women for doing nothing different to what any man does. The word vulgar is often used as an insult to describe feminists. A women who is a little louder. A woman who is funnier than a man.  A woman who is forthright. Who is uncaring about how she is seen.  Has an off colour sense of humour. Unconventional. It’s basically used to describe a woman non favourable who acts like a man.  Instead of someone who is probably really funny and believes in gender equality and maybe likes wearing daytime sequins.

Id rather be called the “C” word then be called vulgar by either a man or a woman.

This whole idea that a woman has to act feminine is as alien to me. Any femininity committed by me is purely accidental as in I am a female and cisgender. I like dresses and shoes but I also like fishing and dirty jokes and toilet humour.

I mean I would never ask my partner to stop listening to my emotions or not to express his naturally. Just because he is a man and should be unfeeling and unemotional. Should I call him a pussy for cooking me dinner? Why is a man applauded for being in touch with his feminine side? Why do men get to be labelled evolved for acting in a more female gender traditional role. But if a woman does she is easily labelled vulgar? No one is extolling me for my awesome collection of “your mom” jokes.

It’s true men can also be called vulgar but it seems to me without the venom and hate behind it when women are called vulgar. It’s an especially ugly word said to make a woman feel particullary ugly. As in not pretty.

I personally know NO vulgar woman. I know woman who can drink like a sailor. Women that make me laugh. That are spirited. That are confident. That are just themselves. And I love all of them.

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Mwahhhhh.

 

 

Outfit: Sunday Stroll

Sorry I have been MIA lately. I have been moving flats. Actually more like packing up everything I own into boxes. Moving things into storage. Cleaning. And moving into an Air B&B for a month while we renovate our new place.  So needless to say I have been busy busy busy. But for now am enjoying our new temporary residence and Sunday was the perfect day to grab a coffee and to stroll around our new neighbourhood and find out where everything is.

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Our temporary flat is located right near Karlsplatz and I am loving being so close to the city. They are beginning to set up the Christmas markets in ressel park and cant wait to opening day.

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The sunny fall day was perfect for my vintage leather motorcycle jacket, some woolen tights & a floral dress. Fall dressing done easy.  And a welcome change from dirty jeans and dusty sweatshirts.

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I also was somehow smart enough to schedule a hair cut and color right before moving.  Giving me one less thing to worry about.

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So the next month will be full of renovating projects. I will be posting some before and after pictures of our new space. In the meanwhile I am chained to pinterest trying to keep all the projects in order and find new ideas.