Part 1


After months I dare say, of small amounts of energy and positive vibes (or any vibes at all), I found myself one evening in dire need of inspiration. As i laid on the couch flicking through photos from the last 4 years, slowly but surely something was building up inside. A tingling feeling in my shoulders and stomachache, and it was like my brain had a double shot of dopamine- this how it feels when inspiration hits. As I write this it is the day after, and the inspiration has settled down a little bit and also moved. It is now in my fingers; typing like a mother!

What caused the inspiration was makeup and clothing, more accurate – style. Aesthetics gets me every time. Not only in makeup and clothing, but in color choices, bathroom tiles, gradients in flowers, knitting techniques, how a proper White Russian or an Irish Coffee is separated in layers, the Chanel fashion shows, marble, paintings, illustrations and shiny hair. I can go on, but my point is, beauty is everywhere, and its so very inspiring.

Where do one get inspiration from though, when the world is locked down? No place to travel in the world, let alone your own city. The easiest and (in) hand’y source to many, i dare say, would be instagram? Holler at me if you full on disagree. We have the world in our hands these day with technology, and I’m not gonna lie, I’m a fan. Another thing that I’m also a fan of is physically touching things; a magazine, pen and paper, silk, a baguette from a café in France. Now instagram and all other apps on my phone has been a valid source of inspiration for a while, but now, I am sick of it. New features, whoop-dee-woo, dont care. This little rectangle doesn’t satisfy me anymore, and it feels good and shit at the same time. As I mentioned things are a little different these days, so the travel part is out of the question, but back to the flicking through photos part, I was reminded of what used to be so inspirational to me, blogs, fashion blogs, street style blogs. So I got my computer out, its at least a bigger rectangle, and I look for inspiring blogs. If you think i remember ANY of the ones i used to read, you are wrong. And you know what, I couldn’t find shit.