Fog and Basics (OOTD)

It's been a long period of physical and mental exhaustion. I accepted a full term position at a (very) well known and by some (very) well loved fashion retail chain in order to save up for a trip back to Tokyo. The price I paid in exchange for some money was high. It took a lot out of me, but gave me some useful utensils for life too.

I quit a bit earlier than I had originally planned because I couldn't justify the price any longer.
But it all had its purpose and I am so excited to be going back to Japan in July! I'll also be visiting my Dad in Singapore and making a small detour to Thailand... So looking forward to spending time in Asia again.

Yes… I've been feeling foggy for days. I think it's because suddenly everything is falling into place- When what you used to dream about turns into concrete reality (i.e. moving to London), is it abnormal to feel a bit foggy? Expect more content here, definitely!

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Ever since I got these amazing jeans, I have been wearing a variation of this outfit A LOT. The cardigan I am wearing has been on my lust-list for over a year. I bit the bullet and finally gave in to paying a slightly obscene amount for a cardigan. But it's not just a cardigan. When I have it on I feel like I'm walking inside a cuddle.

Jeans: Topshop

Crop top: H&M

Cardigan: American Apparel

Earrings: & Other Stories

Necklace: Gift from Singapore

Nails: Lapiz of Luxury by Essie

I am seriously loving Femme… I do love her just a slight bit more because she graduated from the uni I will be attending very soon… I think. Love her style and lyrics. Enjoy if you fancy!

I'm going to have my third coffee of the day now. See you soon! X

every1 is n8kid underneath

Here's a thing.
My mind is full to the brim and I can't work out what to write.
Once in German class we read this text about expressing thoughts. How we can never actually know what 'thoughts' really are, because what you write down or what you say is never the exact match of what's whizzing around in your mind-box.
You get me?

This is one way I feel I could express the current contents of my mind.

AAAaaahhhhOoooohhhh!!!!1111 I am an adult whyyyyy!!Yeeeaaayy thats why University <3 <3 <3 < 3 <3 Moving away from Germany FINALLY YEEESSSS,,,, got accepted… unconditional offers!!! eaten too much today,,,, green teas forever, love my porridge… London or Brighton?!?!?!? Sheffield scholarship though wooooahhw Fashion week… seasideeee!!! big campus, small campus!!! league tables & gut feelings!!!seaaasideee!! but its so cool london so cool yar
ahsdkaghsdgas OOooohhhhAaaaah well done you thank you mum where why how!!!! that damn personal statement seemed to do the trick though aaahhhhHHH abitur what even WERE those 13 years of hELLllllllllllllllllllllllll?

I am currently not capable of writing a coherent text expressing my joy and inevitable slight decision-making anxiety.
The main point is, I have finally achieved what was for a very long time, unlikely... a lovely fantasy to cuddle up to whenever I couldn't get to sleep and whenever I was where I didn't want to be.

So yeah. Here is what I wore to my interview at Goldsmiths Uni of London, minus the crop top.
What a heart wrenchingly surreal and incredible day that was.

I love a crop top. I feel totally fine showing my stomach… We're all naked under our clothes anyway.
Been wearing these jeans to smithereens the past week because they're so comfy and casual.

Kimono: Lush @ Nasty Gal

Crop top: Missguided

Boyfriend jeans: H&M

Boots: Topshop 

Leather holographic bag of my dreams: Choies

Coat: My sis <3

I am not even ashamed to admit that I can't stop listening to Bound 2. I don't even understand why. Here's my favourite man on the planet, JAMES FRANCO and Seth Rogen being kings in that stunning remake of the official music video.

P.S.: Running away is like standing still, you won't get anywhere and be happy. So get on your trainers, your heels, your thinking caps, your hard-working socks and GO!

A Hasty Homage to Astrix Boots and AM

I am ill for the first time in months. It has given me plenty of time to lie around feeling sorry for myself, read Rivers of London and watch YouTube videos.

In between drinking loads of herbal tea (in that beautifully cliched way everyone does, or says they do when they're ill), I just had to pay homage to these these amazing new Astrix boots by Topshop. I have been eyeing them up for ages and finally decided to give in to materialism. They add quite a bit of height without being uncomfortable or heavy. They tick all my "Shoes Desirable to Short Girls Who Fancy Being a Bit Taller" boxes.

Floral dress, floral arm chair, floral cushion, flower on the windowsill, just pointing out that I am very aware that I love them florals.

I feel the need to stress that the new Arctic Monkeys album is gold; I would be hard pressed to not love any of their music because they've been my favourite since 2005, but I do really think it's gold.
The whole album will fill you up like a roast dinner for your ears after being out all night, lying somewhere on your own.
The album closes with the song 'I Wanna Be Yours', which is actually a poem by John Cooper Clarke they put to music. It will give you goosebumps every time you listen to it, even if there's nobody's you wanna be.

Whatever gal he's been phoning slash texting whilst drunk slash high, thank you so much.

El Classico

The smell of burnt egg reminds me of all the mistakes I've ever made, I ponder, and all the mistakes I am still to make.I remove the pan from the heat and examine the promise of life I had robbed of its value as even a culinary delight.

That was just one of the moments from the past few days when I have gone from doing something considered by many as a simple task, to unintentionally confronting myself with problems better left until after eating an omelette.

I love this skirt to smithereens. I mean it in all honesty. It's my favourite item of clothing I have ever owned. And if you ask anyone who sees me on a regular basis they will confirm I wear it to smithereens too.

The shoes are metallic Zara bad-boys which have been an extension of my legs on special days since before I left for Singapore. They are utterly beautiful. A sweet spanish shop assistant removed the final size thirtyeights from the shop mannequin for me. When it's sunny, the light reflects off them so it feels like you're walking on disco balls. 

Skirt: Romwe

T-shirt (temporary DIYed): Annika and Topshop (ich bringe es dir heute mit, habs in Kroatien ausversehen eingepackt!),

Shoes: Zara 

Earrings and sunnies and anklet: Topshop

I'm also wearing Shanghai Spice by Mac (as if you can actually see)

Keep your eyes peeled, because I have something planned. As it is proving above averagely difficult to find a specific Neutral Milk Hotel song to end this with on YouTube, here is an indie oldie. Sweet sentiment. But I dig talking over dancing at least 6.5 times out of 10.

Kings Of Convenience - I'd Rather Dance With You from spitz on Vimeo.

Don't Crop, Please

I never ever have to attend school again. It was an anticlimactic ending as the lessons trickled to a stop and there were only a handful of perhaps nostalgic students who even bothered to show during the final week. I'll have my final two oral examinations for the Abitur in two weeks (Japanese and Histroy) and then that will truly be it.

Although it took a few days a feeling of scrumptious freedom is currently coursing through my body and brain. I now have more time than ever to dedicate myself to this blog, to think about the future and plan.

Last week a sweet blonde girl wearing cute flatforms, frilly socks, donning a cobalt blue Fjällräven rucksack stopped me in the middle of town and told me how much she liked my outfit and asked whether she could take a photo and interview me quickly. Initial shock drowned me for a millisecond and then I enthusiastically agreed. It's going to be published in the June issue of FRIZZ magazine and possibly on MTV!

How difficult is it to take pictures of the clothes you like to wear and post them on the internet? Pretty difficult. I have to be honest and admit that one of the main reasons I wasn't bending over backwards to post OOTDs was out of suspicion of the possible laborious reaction of various individuals at school who may have discovered this cheeky place of self expression.
But now I can truly say that I don't care and I'm doing it for me and anyone who's interested! This outfit encompasses everything I currently love. White, pastel blue, silver jewellery. I have never seen anyone wearing such a brutal crop top in Frankfurt but I have an undying love affair with them and can't wait to be in London over the summer, where I am sure I will receive far fewer intensely curious albeit distinctly disturbed looks.
(BTW, I bet you haven't seen these Zara skorts on the blogosphere before... )

Skorts: Zara, Cardigan: Sammydress,  Bag: Vintage, Necklace: Nastygal (this is my sister's. I unfortunately have knicked it on countless occasions), Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell via Nastygal, Socks: Topshop

If you are a fan of Metronomy and have not heard this remix yet I strongly suggest you listen to it with your eyes closed and enjoy.

Lately, I really have been feeling good. Dear self: don't stop, please.

A First

Today was such a nice day! We were only in town so I could open a new bank account, but we bumped into lots of smiling faces along the way. Our happy mood melted with theirs and by the time we were finished the corners of my lips were effortlessly connected with my earlobes (metaphorically).

 I feel hugely vain and self-centered posting pictures of myself. I suppose I will have to get over that feeling as soon as possible in order to show off more tactfully.
This is one of those outfit posts. I am giving it a try.
I delved into the depths of our cellar a few days ago and discovered this forgotten leather rucksack. It's so 'cute'. Honestly cannot think of a a more serious word to describe it.

Jeffrey Campbell Taupe Suede Litas via Solestruck

Jeans shirt and trousers H&M

So last night I couldn't sleep, thus I ended up reading a lot of articles on the internet, mainly via Vice. A lot of the tone of their stuff frustrates me (i.e. the complete overuse of irony, merging into arrogance), but quite often proves entertaining.
One article was about something called ASMR. If you don't know what it is, you will want to know.
It was fascinating, go and read it too.

Bringing Hate Back Into German Politics is also a good one.

The Maccabees are coming to Frankfurt! So you should watch this live performance of a gorgeous song I fell in love with when I was about 13.