With It, My Heart Broke Too

Retard, that's me. I managed to accomplish this within ten minutes. I love them both so much that this state that they are in, hurts my heart.

Un Poème Sur Montmartre, Pour Montmartre

Nord de Paris est une belle Colline,

sur la Colline il y a beaucoup de gens, et des gens touristes pour être précis.

Tous viennent voir la charmante ville Montmartre!

Mais tout ce qu'ils voient,

seulement les souvenirs de l'époque bénie Montmartre.

C'est dommage, il me semble.

Dans les rues étroites de Montmartre la ville est vivante,

Il existe des normaux hommes, des femmes et des enfants.

Artistes audacieux et les marcharns il y a aussi.

Il était une fois un moulin, le Moulin rouge.

où étaient des danseurs cancans, des artistes et les gens riches.

Le Moulin rouge a été le pulse de Montmartre.

Ils ont bu du bon vin de Montmartre,

ce magnifique montre de paillettes et de plumes,

et partout des gens heureux.

Il y a maintenant seulement des artistes de triches,

et le reste sont des touristes.

Moulin rouge c'est bon, c'est la. 

Comfortable

It's Nice

Funny story with this ring, but to boil it down to the main point it is about this ring. My sister had forgotten it, but it turned out that she had a back up (from another incident where she thought that she had lost it) and so I am one lucky girl to be borrowing her favourite ring. I feel naked without my rings and so I have worn it every day since then.
    It's nice. It's like having her around all the time. 

I Am Far Away

We are slowly transitioning into winter and I am cool with that. Totally. Thing is, I will be going to Australia in a couple of months time and it is going to be blazing hot! I am just preparing myself for when the time comes. My weapon of choice will be my tropical/deserted island nails.

They were actually quite fun to do! Some improvising had to be done regarding the colours, and that's why there is an abundance of bottles at the end, showing what I myself used. I would have preferred all creams (even mattes!) but we can't all have it as we would like, sigh.

If you aren't very crafty you could really just do one nail with this pattern and paint the others a solid colour. You could also - as I did on my other hand- draw birds flying in the horizon. You could do a pineapple, coconuts, a bottle with a letter inside even. 
     The pictured are pretty self-explanatory, so I won't fuss about directions and such. For the fine lines I used tooth-picks and that is it, so no fancy tools required.

Anywho, here we go:

My Beautiful city VI

 Just an any random step in Copenhagen on Istedgade

This Is What I Am Reading

Fun story with this book: A year ago or so, I was at a party at my friend's house where there were tons of people, liquids, music and small talk. Amidst all of this I was sitting in her room, having found an interesting time passing, The lovely bones.

To be honest I had heard about this story from the movie based on it. Didn't get to see the movie, but I got to borrow the book the other day, and I am intent on reading it through this time, even if I only have a couple of minutes a day to spare.

I have many recommendable books, might make a post about it. It's a touching book, and also not as I thought it to be. I will come back to this book later.

Baby

I FINALLY GOT IT! Panasonic DMC-LX7 in white. I have had so much trouble with this camera (long story, won't even delve into it) but I finally have it here in my hands! I insisted upon it being white, but after watching 219830 reviews etc. I have realised the beauty in the black one too. I love it to bits but my only concern is that it will scratch easy because of the glossy surface!

I am back in the game now and I will be posting relevant things on here, stuff that I really wanted to share but haven't had the opportunity to. So far I am still fiddling with it, trying to get to know its abilities by heart. Unfortunately for me there are hella amounts of buttons and features..

I love how bulky, clumsy and heavy it is. The Leica lens is definitely the best part- aperture ring, lens cap and all that jazz. I am so pumped.

S†ay With Me S†ranger

 

I don’t know you but I want to all the more for that. Don’t let go, I beg you so. All I’ll ask of you is an ounce of trust and you shall grant me this, you must. Think of nothing-just listen to what I say: maybe not right now, but you will be okay.