IT's in the air.....

There are plenty of things in the air today.. I think the mosquitos are coming back... And, I'm pretty sure I've been spreading lots of germs. But, obviously that's not what I mean.

While I'm listening to my Otis Redding, I'm thinking about all the changes that occurred these past few  months. My spending has never been a secret, so it's not shocking when I tell you I moved back to my mom's house... due to some.. MINOR fincancial mishaps. This might sound like a negative thing. But, you could not be more wrong. For you see; my mother lives in the greatest neighbourhood in Amsterdam. I am surrounded by the greatest restaurants, I have two parks in walking distance and an open market a few streets away. And behind the crowds, and behind the yelling marketpeople, theres a door. A door that leads to a smelly stairway which leads to a less smelly door. That specific door, on the first floor, leads to an apartment. In that apartment, live three students, all male. And one of those students... is my new boyfriend.

Yes, it is true. The unboyfriendable has been boyfriended. The word "never" changed to "a very long time" and my "no's" are "yes'es". Tears turned into smiles and rain is just another excuse to stay in bed with him. I also think the sun has been shining even brighter these past few days. Such bliss.

As my spending has not changed since my moving -yes I'm a slow learner- I will need to girlfriend my wardrobe. Outfits that make me look like the perfect girlfriend. And don't move your eyebrows all judgy, everyone does it. But, even more challenging... I will need to boyfriend his wardrobe..

Let the shopping commence!

Another reason for me to love Marc Jacobs

This week Marc Jacobs opened his own bookshop called '' Bookmarc" in Bleeckerstreet, NY city.

Whatever Works: The addiction

Whatever Works: The addiction: "Never underestimate an addiction. It is a lean mean cash flow machine in my opinion. For example; I have an addiction to fashion. Fashion..."

The addiction

Never underestimate an addiction. It is a lean mean cash flow machine in my opinion.



For example; I have an addiction to fashion. Fashion and nothing but fashion.


I love the art of fashion, the items you just GOT to HAVE and - superficial as I am - the pretty models. (let us be utterly real and horribly honest, nobody wants to stare at ugly people, no, wait... 'misfortunate people').


With a large scale debt on my creditcard, my house and my bank account I still dream about dresses and skirts from the Fall 2010 Collection of Miu Miu. (<3)


They are outstanding, and fabulous and more. If anyone will disagree I will be forced never to speak to this someone ever again.

In the picture above you'll find the piecies of art that are making me want to save up.

The second dress is the dress of my dreams, the skirt and the third dress are just amazing and ready to be drewled over.


Miu Miu is becoming more iconic then ever with their recognizable patterns.


Just take a look at the Resort 2011 collection (#4,#6 and #11):

The back to the 70's pantalons with - again - a print everybody wants to wear like the swallow print on silk we saw this spring:

                               Look at the wedges and the amount of bangles!


I cant wait for my bank account to put a smile on my face. The only items that will get the chance in a lifetime to get a one way ticket in to my closet are the items that will be designed by an artist.


Ofcourse there is one bag that my mind cannot stop thinking about (like the rest of the world); the 2,55 Chanel bag. Named after her date of birth. The price for a vintage one that needs a nice home is not as pricy as a brandnew Chanel bag, so maybe, just maybe. When I keep my wallet save and sound in my Louis instead of burning a hole in my hands this baby can be mine. Here seen on the lovely Ms. C. Chanel herself.

 

I see a red door, I must have it painted black

No colors anymore, I want them to turn black.

Paint it black. One of the greatest songs ever.

There is darkness in the city that, until yesterday, used to be so colorful. Yesterday it was orange even. Everbody was happy. You could feel a strange sort of unity. Yes, until about 11p.m yesterday, it was the greatest place to be.

At about 11p.m something was taken from us. Something, that was  ours. Something, that has been ours for many many many years. Something, that we never really had, but it was ours. In spirit.

The city is dead. People are quiet and hung over. And alcohol isn't the one to blame. It's three men. Three thieves from England. The "boss" even, was a police officer. Can you imagine. And fourteen Spanish con-artists.

They took it from us. Sadness. Pain. Horror. Disgust. It's horrible. Me too. I'm even wearing black. Moarning our loss. Our pride. Our spirit.

We lost, the World Cup Football.

I don't mind losing. But, this was unfair. I am in pain.

The world has always been a horrible, unfair place. But, it just got unfairer (it's what I'm going to call it for now).

I am going to continue moarning our loss, until... until... until fairness is back and we get what's truly ours.

We are the world's greatest.. And we still love love love Stekelenburg, Sneijder, Van Persie, Van der Vaart, Robben, Van der Wiel, Heitinga, Van Bronckhorst, Kuijt (defenitely Kuijt), Huntelaar (he didn't play but we love him still) and the rest.

Spain sucks!

Things only I can do:

1. Eat an entire cardon of Haagendazs within 5 minutes and drinking a can of cancer-filled Coca Cola LIGHT.

2. Go to a Sample Sale and buying three pairs of shoes, with the rent-money. Thus, paying the rent two weeks too late.... Again.

3. Feeling fat -mainly due to the eating of Haagendazs Belgium Chocolate- and resort to eating an entire bag of potatochips and a blueberry muffin. And, of course drinking some more Coca Cola light.

4. Wanting to smoke, just because it makes you skinny, you get extra breaks during work and Scarlett Johansson looks cool doing it.

5. Working, but doing absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing. In this case it's even an understatement.

6. Buying food that expired a few days ago.

7. Not saving receipts, so not being able to return things. Could be a leather jacket or food that expired a few days ago.

8. Leaving work early, but then staying there to use the computer.

9. Acknowledging the fact that I am still at work, and staying there.