I promised myself I would write something on here as often as I can, especially at the beginning.
It is Monday today and my head is throbbing with little relief due to lack of sleep and lack of coffee (I spent an hour trying to fix our machine).
Some notable things that have happened since my last post:
  • I have been waitressing so hard, a pulled a muscle in my stomach (how is this possible?)
  • I also made 30 euro in tip, not bad not bad.
  • I rediscovered my gifted navy Burberry blazer from Japan (!)
  • I slept in once.
  • I finished The Hunger Games series. Loved it! Bit worried they're going to turn the film into some teen flick. Either way I'm going to watch it and the trailer looks good.
  • Started loving this song.
In an attempt to bring some kind of structure to this post, here are the only pictures I took last week with a short elaboration.

The weekend before last I had coffee with my Mum in town, before embarking on a shopping trip in the most least shopping-y city I've ever been, but sadly live.

Luckily our family has a drawer full of old, used iPhones so that I was able to start using Mum's old white 3G after idiotically dropping my old faithful with dire consequences. 

This is one of those pictures that just looks intersting, in a way that made me like it enough to touch up. Before long there'll be some pretty colours clothing these bare branches.

Oh look it's yours truly, this is my face! And my new necklace and my lovely camera and my bed.

This was taken on Saturday when I met Annika after not having seen her for over a week (this understandably meant there was an intense amount of catching up to do). It was brilliant and I enjoyed the first chai latte I've ever bought with money I've earned. Got two lollipops for free!

Lately, I have really been missing Japan. It has been a year since I got back and the thought of it makes me feel nostalgic and sad for numerous reasons. I miss everyone I met there so much and I feel terrible for not staying in touch regularly. I can't say that it's impossible or that I don't have time.
The truth is that I just got distracted with trying to sort myself out here. There have been too many things to think about and demons to fight and changes to embrace. So much has happened since I got back from Tokyo, I think my past self would never believe what was to come.

I'm also so sad that I have so little opportunity to use the language that I can feel that I am no where near as fluent as I was by the time I had been there for half a year. While I was confronted with Japanese every day and forced to partake in every day conversation I had no difficulty whatsoever dealing with it, I loved it.
I'm promising myself from now, to do some more independent studying and watch some more corny J-Drama.

And here is something that could will make you happy. (It's a cat eating a banana. I know you want to.)


velvet tee in january

It's Saturday afternoon and I'm worn out and full of couscous and coffee.
This week felt so short, but it was good. I finished school early nearly every single day and held a Japanese presentation which went well. I wish I could put into words my undying love for Tokyo. It's been almost a year I've been back in Germany, but that demands and deserves a seperate post laden with old pictures and purikura.

Last week a beautiful package arrived from Urban Outfitters. As soon as I slipped these black beauties on to my longing feet I felt happy and am now basically still massively happy that the shoes I have been eyeing up online for a while are finally mine.
Deena & Ozzy heeled chelsea boots, you shall serve me well.

That same day I bought a gorgeous dip-hem skirt from Zara with my voucher leftover from Christmas and a sweet grey velvet T-shirt which was only 6€!

This coat is the latest object of my desire (seen on WishWishWish).

Also finally got some black and white film for my Dad's old Nikon F70 film camera. I can't wait to start experimenting as I am still a film virgin and have been longing for the delights of authentic film photographs for a while.
(Look at gorgeous Carl by the way! (S)he was very interested in my shoes.)

I am excited and intrigued about the world of blogs. There are numerous reasons why I haven't decided to start proper blogging earlier, one undoubtedly being: Who is actually interested?
I'll see soon enough, and for now I'm happy with this little place on the internet, regardless of how many pairs of eyes find it!

For your ears today, listen to this.

Tomorrow I shall tie my hair up and wear my long lavender skirt again and serve people green tea matcha latte and steal sushi and sweet breads to take home from the beautiful cafĂ© where I work.


new born

I'm finding it difficult finding something witty and clever to say on my first ever post on this beautifully clean palette of a blog.

I'm a 17-year-old english girl living in a busy city in Germany. My Mum works for a bank, my sister is an aspiring doctor and my Dad has been working and surviving in Singapore now for nearly a year.

Simple things seem to make me happy, like clothes, pastel colours, good music and new shoes. More complicated things make me sad... sometimes it seems impossible to adjust.

I want to leave you with something more aesthetically pleasing than squiggly black words on white so here is something your ears could enjoy as well.

I promise, the next time I post will be with pretty pictures and beautiful new purchases! It may be sooner than I think, but for now the lighting is too dim and I'm feeling tired looking at Carl sleeping on my bed.
(Carl is not a beautiful boy with pale skin and high cheekbones, who listens to the best music and dresses impeccably... Carl is a little black kitten who's been in a bad mood all day.)