I seem to be crazy of shooting flowers lately. Most times when i'm kinda melancholic. The first one was the morning of my grandma's funeral, the second one was when i was walking friday to the station in Ghent to get my train home (ok, i wasn't melancholic then), the last ones were the day my grandma died.
zaterdag 31 juli 2010
zaterdag 24 juli 2010
donderdag 22 juli 2010
zondag 18 juli 2010
shorts: DIY Tommy Hilfiger jeans
sweater: Mango (new! from Valencia! with dots!)
So I went to Valencia two weeks ago and this is what I bought there (the sweater. And other things. More things that weren't supposed to happen). I -almost- swore to God I wasn't going to buy anything. I'm starting to think I have a serious SpendingMoneyProblem. Like the new grey thing, I have 6 others alike in my closet but still I was absolutely sure I needed it (no I didn't). And yesterday I went with my mom to the shoppingmall, totally innocent with only one thought in mind: STAY AWAY FROM THE SHOPS. Well, I came out with a flowered legging (which I'll probably wear never because they're so flashy.. But extremely nice), red Ked's and eum, that's it.. Still makes 2 pieces too much! Now i just HAVE to take pictures of them and show them here. At least they will have some kind of meaning in their life.
I do love the Ked's alot. I've always wanted Ked's. And the flowered leggings are like the bomb..FLOWERBOMB!!
donderdag 15 juli 2010
My room in Ghent, more specific my room in the suburb of Ghent. I think 70% of my neighbours are staying illegal in Belgium and all their bread is flat (i love the bread). 90% of my neighbours I don't understand (even though 20% are origin of Belgium.. It's called 'ghents'). The streets are messy and stuffed with a footballteam of kids who stay there 'till eleven and throw fake bombs at us (big burn for me: 12year old - 22 year old: 1 - 0). Everyday when I make my walk to the Delhaize for my groceries, I pass this house with his so typical Belgian view. Urban life to the bone, it is so raw and real.
Under: gorgeous vintage store in Ghent. The pretty part of Ghent.
zondag 11 juli 2010
1. someone was generous and gave me contact-fluence to keep my contacts in at night. Next day when I putted the contact back in, I really thought I was going to loose my eye. It burned LIKE HELL, my eye even refused to open again so I could take it back out. The guy made a little mistake and gave me salt-something. I had to wear my glasses for a week. That was the worst week of my life.
2. Slipping on the stairs => bruised butt. The colours were amazing tough
3. belly button