nothing like the almighty calming powers of gingerbread latte after a turbulent weekend.hamburg was the spot of events with marit larsen's concert (who by the way is an elf) taking place, meeting friends and the mandatory night out.
I hope you'll bear with me for posting pictures of a quite similar getup but I couldn't bothered with thinking about clothes really lately. all I do is throwing things together and look where it takes me. which, on the other hand might be just as effortless as it gets which is one of the key qualities of good dressing to me.
I found out that combining a simple white shirt, a good bunch of rings and amazing shoes pretty much does it for me at this point and then there is nothing like some heavy fur to blend thing together.
I made a number of estranging encounters these past days which made me realize that in terms of emotional trouble there is not much of a difference between the most genius and the most simple of minds.
you might very well call my attitude of always carrying at least one book with me an obsession and I am drawn to all things intellectual but sometimes I feel after everything we know and learn, all the knowledge we achieve, exactly this might be the dilemma of the intellectual-
because even if we technically know why we feel the way we feel, this won't stop us from feeling damn awkward and confused sometimes.
another lecture intense week lies ahead so after my ritual of applying the body shop's trusty body butter I will get cozy in between the sheets now.
I granted myself two last cream cheese sandwiches tonight as I believe that our mental condition is directly influenced by our body's state and although I don't seem to be able to cut down on my obvious dependencies, a healthy diet is part of my plan now.
h&m faux fur and shirt, DIY ripped jeans, lush bag, divided exclusive shoes
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