Can you feel it?

I can.
Check this out, then you know if you can...click click.

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These will soon be mine! Look at the shine, the shape, the glitter! Only problem is that I forgot my wallet at my workplace so I can't order them right now, immediately, NOW...but the first thing I'll do in the mornig at work is order those sneakers...!
And they are on sale too <3
Can't tell you where I'm ordering them, because I'm too afraid there won't be my size left! Yes, I know I'm beeing hysterical...but I don't wan't to take any chances :D haha

Perfect sneakers.

One word baby; curiosity.

That's what we all should learn, me at least for sure! Fear is something that can make ones life almost impossible to live happily ever after. Just think about it, if Snow white hadn't bite that toxic apple she maybe would never have met her prince charming! What an irony, something poisonous can be good for you...oh Disney where would we be without you!

But seriously, I've been thinking about fears today.
We had this intern at our store for a month or so...she was slow, nervous, unshure of herself but she tried her best. She was really bad. Like seriously she was BAD. But still she tried, she took my critiques (I was kind) and carried on. I could see that everytime I talked to her (not with her 'cause the only thing she said back was yes, yes, yes, okey, yes , I know, yeess) she tensed up and really wasn't comfortable talking to me 'cause she thought I'd tell her she'd done something wrong again...(and yes I was kind!)

Still she kept on pushing, kept on trying to be better, and we did see some progress in her just before her internship ended. All I could think about is how embarassing it must have been for her to sit there and listen to me telling her teacher, at the last evaluation, what she had done wrong, what had been her low points...because there really wasn't that much good to say. But those things needed to be said...that's the only way she could benefit from her mistakes. And boy did she try the next day after that! She was with the customers like a pro(well not really but way better than before that) and she really really tried to be brave and speak up her mind about things, which she hadn't done before!
How brave is that...to be humiliated almost everyday in some way, but still go on and push forward. She wasn't stylish, she wasn't pretty or witty (hah a poem) and she couldn't do a lot of things right but she had a lot more things going on in her life than I am! She was brave.

Fear is the thing that's making me hang in this standstill "phase". How does one learn to say things that need to be said, or do what need to be done without beeing scared of the possible (bad)things that might follow?
Being curious. That's the answer.(or atleast that's what I'm letting myself believe) Like the first pic says, Replace fear with curiosity...let curiosity take over and soon you'll wake up to new things before you even know it! I need to start pushing my self more in to beeing even more interested in the things that feel worth it, explore more, be curious! I won't die of humiliation or screwing up.(Or only just for a moment..)
Then I'll just get up and carry on with my chin down towards new dissapointments! Who knows maybe I'll find something good on the way there, I just need to be curious enough to look under each stone...(what a cliché hah).

And I'm on my way to curiosity already! I'm traveling to Istanbul with a friend of mine...that's something to be scared about, a blonde in Turkey..o-ouuu. But I am curious to see how it goes. ;)

Mark Ryden

"Yoshi" from www.markryden.com

Check it out!
He's work is amazing! I hardly ever get excited about art nowadays (apart from photography) but this hit a nerve!

The colors, shapes and especially the style makes my heart jump everytime I see a new piece of his...take a look at his website, and be amazed. I'd love to have a "Mark Ryden" hanging on my wall, the bigger the better!

She's lovely, She's fine, She's glorious.

Thanks a million J again...! I don't know how I can rehearse my skills without you...gonna miss you.

Pics taken today... click click.

Sigh...and wow!

Dancers...how cool are they!? Seriously, if I could choose one profession to my self, it would be a dancer. Dancing brings joy to the one dancing, and to the ones wathing. Dancing has attitude, grace, love, power, hope, and happines to it. What more can you ask for?


Ever felt the feeling of perfect relaxation and excitement at the same time? Dancing can bring that to you. Music is loud, you just move, move and move and forget everything else. Forget about joga...DANCE!


When I was a small girl I wanted to be a ballet dancer. Newer had the courage to go to a class though, I was too shy and didn't let my mom force me to go. Now I wish she had. I did some show dancing when I was a teenager, but quit when I didn't learn a routine as fast as I would have wanted to. I left the studio and never went back...stupid stupid me!



I tried to start dancing as a hobby around six months ago, but that didn't work out. I'd have to start from the beginners group, which is not a problem otherwise than...I'm like a fossil there!! Think about jumping up and down and sucking at piruets in the middle of 13-16 year old people...how humiliating. And sure I shouldn't think about irrelevant stuff like that, but I just coudn't bare my jaw dropping suckiness every week in front of giggling pimple_faced_ teenagers...
But oh boy do I dance at home... like mad! I swirl aroung my small apartment, do piruets that aren't even close to being the way they should...but hey who cares! Watching people dance well gives me chills, lifts my spirits up immediately and makes me super jealous. And that's exactly what it shoul do to you, make you feel....dear santa I know Christmas just went by but could you make me a dancer? Pleaseeeee

Enjoy...so jealous.

Through my window.

Today I've been sitting on my window...









....listening to this.