Dress as top H&M, Pants Topshop, Shoes Office, Bag Public Beware, Necklace DIY

As some of you pointed out I did indeed get a perm, although it’s been 3 days and it’s starting to straighten out already. I’ve been straight my whole life and this was meant to be a bit of an adventure, but the happy phase is rather short-lived and from the looks of it I’ll be back completely by the end of the week…SIGH. Whatever, I love my men straight hair.

What a waste of money though, must retry when I get back to London.

Shirt Mum’s Stefanel | Tee FCUK | Jeans Zara | Shoes Office | Bag DIY Studded Vintage | Necklace/ring Warsaw Antique market

Thank you for all the Turkey recommendations for the last post – I was intrigued by the restaurant on water bit, that actually comes quite close to fish coming to sacrifice itself in a puddle of lemonjuice! :D Still quite worried that I haven’t found a bathing suit yet. I’m going through the swimwear racks in all the shops but all I can find is bikinis that look like 3 pieces of tree-leaves strung together, or those that accommodate a balloon party if you know what I mean. I wish I could pick and order from ASOS’ vast collection, but we can all expect that to arrive after I get back from Turkey. I guess the only choice now, is to knit a swimsuit since we all know that DIY is the answer to all wardrobe dilemmas. Let’s see what kind of yarn I brought home…

Mohair… hm.

How about this, bathing suit from the year 1858. VINTAGE!

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Jacket ASOS | Top Topshop | Tshirt I Don’t Like Mondays | Pants Gmarket | Shoes Office | Bag Public Beware & Samsonite

I love airports, I do – but I can’t help but notice the procedure of travelling by airplane is not anymore a method of transport or a service but some kind of mandatory firedrill in a governmental institution. The hype! I walk through the metal detectors with 40% less clothes after losing jacket, belt, shoes and bag to the scanner – pants threatening to obey gravity and drop, and still something manages to set the detectors off. Turns out it’s the metal buttons on my pants – would you like to escort me to a private room and ask me WHAT I WAS GOING TO DO WITH THE BUTTON? Why don’t you take my bladder while you’re at it, I tell you it has more potential of blowing up than my innocent 100ml of moisturiser. I know, it’s all for my own safety – but seriously, most of us struggle with locating the switch to open the hood of the car, let alone wire a bomb, and I don’t think we yet understand the benefits of terrorizing a plane. Do I get extra mileage for that?

The baseline is, I would like to knit in the plane at least once in my lifetime. Sometimes I would like to cut some paper in the plane with sharp scissors too.

Top Zara | Pants Urban Outfitters | Shoes Office | Belt Vintage

So the moving is done, big thank you again to Ellen for spilling my cornflakes onto the pavement while moving the kitchen contents box, I now have to add woodshaving into my breakfast but I don’t think I could’ve done it without you. I had to pack through the whole night to be ready when the Man&Van would come in the morning, and again this year, I packed my wardrobe thinking I’M GOING TO BURN THIS PIECE-OF-SHYTE BOX OF CLOTHES. This is my 6th time moving since I started Living in London in 2006, I find myself saying that every single time. You know those clothes that you bring to uni right after highschool and everything in the pile looks like an upgraded version of clothes that your mother bought you when you were in middle school. You just don’t know it then because the highschool version has tassels but it’s still the same childish crap.

Anyway I’m still here for 2 more weeks, I just had to move out of the flat because the contract had expired. I think I overworked myself because my entire right arm is a bit numb now and according to google it’s not a good thing.

Oh also for those living in London, if you’re planning on moving anytime in the future, I know the number of the perfectest perfect Man&Van who does moving work everywhere in London for a very cheap price and a very pleasant moving experience. I’ve never known anyone as humble and optimistic.

Jacket Vintage | Top AA | Harness All Saints | Pants Gmarket | Shoes Office

I move twice every year. Househunting in September: move #1, and in June once school ends, move everything into storage: move #2. This is move #2, hauling everything into storage. All evidence of my London life is divided in boxes now, moving sucks balls.