DINING ALONE

...is very nice sometimes.


Eddi has left for the countryside to stay for a while, I'm not joining him, yet at least, since I've had burlesque workshops to keep as well as a show to throw tonight (at Storyville! Come!) -which I was able to lure him back into town for though- plus work ahead next week. Before preparing for the evening I'm enjoying a nice dinner alone on the balcony; warm halloumi salad with fresh strawberries and walnuts and a glass of cold Reisling. Mm mm mmm!

COLOURFUL

Outfit-post warning.

This outfit would actually have looked much better if taken outside among all the green surrounding our building. But. To be honest, how little I in general may care about what others think, I'm still not quite there when it comes to photographing myself, alone, in public. I even get a little shy if I have Eddi taking photos for me outside, even though it may be for the sake of blogging.
But we'll get there one day, my tripod, camera and I.

(The dress is ModCloth -been thinking of selling it for a while, wore it now again and loved it, but changed my mind again. Should I ? Sell it? The bag is vintage from Q's and shoes revamped Zara-sale ones.)

...by the

Way...

...as much as I would love to blog about all the things that come into my mind I never quite make it, many are the posts that remain just a sentence on some paper somewhere or as a note on one a stickie of mine (great application if you ask me). There's also a whole lot of great blogs out there too that I quite can't keep up with. Too many blogs, too little time, but what can you do when you have a hectic lifestyle (and sometimes even leave the internet, heh).

Every now and then you all suggest I should follow your bogs but I don't, that would be too many, although I check in on a lot of you every now and then, mostly trough comments. I only follow the first one I ever stumbled upon in the beginning of the internet (well, not quite the beginning, but beginning of blogging; when blogging was rather new over here :) -which I can't stand anymore but can't keep away from either- and some of my friend's, like Ina and Fiona. (Rather unlogic perhaps, since I know what they are up to anyway :)

But anyway, I had a few points here*; one; in between posts I blabber about a lot of unimportant and important stuff over at The Freelancer's Fashion Blog's Facebook page , a little less on Twitter and answer whatever, almost, you ask on Formspring. And two; I only add people I know on my personal facebook, however, sometimes readers of mine add me too. And I can't really say no then :) But you really really have to send me a message to go with the add, otherwise I don't know who you are, or why you add me, ok?

Could you have imagined reading the past sentences ten years ago? You would have no idea what the F I'm babbling about.
That's a bit funny. There weren't even camera phones back then I think.

*) shameless purpousless marketing of self, obviously.