budapest

Hungarian nights

Hola everyone.

How are you guys? I hope you’re all doing good. On my behalf, I’m getting quite nervous with every day that’s passing, as it means that the move to Brighton is getting closer, day by day. But like I said, I’m mostly really excited for everything that’s coming up. I sometimes just wish I could cut my house out of the ground, shrink it like they do in Ant-Man and the Wasp, stuff it in my bag and take it with me to the UK, including my family of course. But sadly, I don’t live in the MCU. I can only keep reminding myself that thanks to all the new technologies, the world has become a lot smaller and that I can talk and see my family and friends whenever I need to. And I can always fly back home too, so yeah. I’ll stop being dramatic now and stick to my more optimistic thoughts, like, hell, I’m seriously moving to the UK to study music journalism. How crazy is that?

On another note, here’s what I actually wanted to talk to you guys about today. As summer is slowly coming to an end, I thought I’d continue my series about my trip to Budapest and share another collection of pictures with you. And you guys know that I’m a sucker for black and white photography, so it probably won’t surprise you that I just had to take some pictures of the city at night. I’m also proud to announce that some of these pics were actually taken by my mum – and yes, they are amazing. Go, mum.

I don’t know about you guys, but I just really really love the look of black white photos, especially when they were taken at night. It just gives them such a magical tone and I love how the lack of colors can transform a city landscape. As you can probably see on the pictures, mum and I really did enjoy strolling around the city at night and looking at all these huge, impressive, old and historical buildings. If you’re asking me, some really gave us some serious Hogwarts vibes. It was just so so cool and I enjoyed it so much. That’s exactly why I love traveling and exploring cities so much.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy these pictures just as much and please don’t hesitate to share all your opinions. Also, I’m very sorry that the past few posts have been quite short, just like this one right here, but you’ll probably sense that the move is taking up most of the space I’ve got left in my head. I promise it will get better again as soon as I’ve moved to Brighton and made myself comfortable. Besides that, I also have to tell you guys that sadly this will actually be my last post for about two weeks or so, as I really want to focus on enjoying my remaining time here at home with my family and friends. But, before you all get super mad at me, this also means that when I’m back, you’ll get to hear all about Brighton and my move and uni and everything else. So, please stay tuned. And until then I wish you all a great weekend and an amazing time. And, as always, thanks for reading. x

Hola everyone.

Can you believe that it’s already a new week again? I can’t. The move to Brighton is getting closer and closer and next Saturday seems to be approaching much faster than I had anticipated. More and more people keep asking me how I’m feeling, whether I’m a bit scared or nervous. But honestly, I can’t really describe the state I’m in right now. I’m nervous and a bit anxious sometimes and of course sad, especially when I’m lying on the couch with my whole family and feeling their presence, fully knowing that I’ll be missing this exact feeling. But I’m also really happy and excited for this new chapter in my life. Seriously. I already have so many things planned and just the thought of seriously living the one part of my life I’ve always dreamed about makes my stomach fill up with butterflies. I think if you can feel ready for such a huge thing, then that’s what I’m feeling.

It’s currently a bit after one o’clock am on a Monday night and I’m sitting on our couch at home, Thor Ragnarok glimmering in front of me. You know, you can’t really go wrong with this movie and it makes me laugh, so. But that’s not what I want to talk to you guys about. I don’t want to talk about my love for Marvel or my move to Brighton. Today I’d like to talk to you guys about my trip to Budapest or even rather share my favorite pictures with you. To be honest, the cities beauty and coolness really did surprise me. I loved the whole look of the city and especially the crazy amount of historical buildings. I mean, have you seen the parliament? It’s freaking beautiful. And besides that I also loved the modernity when it comes to food and fashion. The whole city is packed with vintage stores and vegan restaurants and shops. It was just so so cool. And I think that also shows in the pictures. I hope you enjoy them just as much as I enjoyed taking them. As always, please don’t hesitate to leave your comments and questions down below and I wish you all a great week. And, of course, thanks for reading. x

Welcome to Brody House

Hola everyone.

I hope you’re all doing good. Just as a little update from my behalf, the Justin Timberlake concert was freaking amazing, I don’t know if I’ve ever been to such a crazy, ornate show. I didn’t even know where to look, there was just so much going on. And hell, JT knows what he’s doing, he’s such a fantastic dancer and singer. So, looking at that, I’m pretty much on a cloud. But besides that, unfortunately, I’ve been sick since coming home from the concert, which feels so weird for me. Like, I’m never ever sick, this is so unusual for me. And now I’m stuck at home, feeling like a sack of potatoes and I freaking hate it. It’s so annoying when you’re a naturally happy and jumpy person and then from one day to another your body and mind just change into a meh-mood and even walking from the kitchen over to the couch becomes the hardest thing ever. I hate iiiiiit. I so hope that I’m going to feel better soon. Please.

But that’s not what I wanted to talk to you guys about today. So, let’s bring on a bit of a happier mood and let’s get right to it. As some of you may have read in my recent posts, I’ve also just come home from my trip to Budapest together with my mum. And yes, it was so so so nice. It was actually my first serious trip to the city and I really enjoyed it. I was actually surprised by the cuteness and coolness of the city. I really really loved it. I’ll tell you more about the trip in my next posts and of course about our day at Sziget festival, which was a total dream come true.

But today I’d like to tell you all about the hotel we stayed at. It was called Brody House and situated right at the city center, so a perfect spot for us. But that’s not the best, no no. The best part was the hotel itself or the interior and overall look, I’d say. Not to be dramatic or anything, but this is seriously the most beautiful hotel I’ve ever stayed at. I was baffled. If I ever got the chance, I would move in there within a second, it’s just so so beautiful. The most amazing part was the clash of modern pieces of furniture and art with the old and rustic vibes of the walls and window frames. I adored it. If I ever get to live in and decorate a nice flat, I swear I’ll just hand over the pics I took of the hotel and tell everyone to decorate it this exact way. But without further ado, take a look for yourself. And yes, it really looked like that. What a dream.

I know, I know, it looks absolutely fantastic. If any of you ever get the chance to stay at this hotel, please do it. It’s freaking amazing. And you can have your breakfast in any of the rooms. I mean, imagine having breakfast while looking out of the window right at the trees from the park next door while a small breeze twirls itself around your skin and 20s/30s music is playing in the background. Yes, it was that good. What an experience.

So yeah, that’s Brody House. Such a cool hotel. I hope you like it just as much. Like I said, I hope you’re all doing good and that you enjoy this little post and the pictures. As always, please don’t hesitate to leave your comments down below. And, of course, thanks for reading. x

The tattoo tag

Hola everyone.

Tattoos… We all know what they are, how they are made and of course that they are getting more and more popular.

As you may be questioning yourself right now, yep, I also have tattoos. Two, to be exact. And I’m so in love with them and that special body art over all, so I thought why not dedicate a post to tattoos? Let’s start.

I think my love for tattoos started in highschool. I always knew them, as I had been confronted with the black thingys since I was born, as my mum has a rose tattoo on her chest.

And as I got older and older, I started to dream about my own tattoos. I began drawing signs and letters on my arms, wrists and fingers with a black sharpie. And I just loved it. Whenever the colour started to fade, I immediately drew over it.

In that time I started to tell my mum about my dream of having a tattoo and she reacted in the best way ever. She first told me to think about it and then told me she would make an appointment for me if I wanted. But I noticed that I wasn’t ready.

I went over two years with drawing on my skin, dreaming about tattoos and still not being ready. In those years I also told my mum that I wanted to have a tattoo with her, as our relationship was, is and hopefully will forever be really really special. And she loved the idea.

And guess what? Last year the moment had come. I got my two first tattoos. It happened when mum and me went to the Sziget Festival in Budapest. And before you think we got the tattoos ON the festival and start being grossed out, it wasn’t like that. My mum and me always said that the tattoos should be something really special, made in a special place, so they would have their own story too. So we decided to get the tattoos made when we are in Budapest. I looked for a good tattoo shop and got the best appointment ever in the best shop in Budapest and after we had spent a weekend full of fun, music and happiness, we went to get the tattoos made afterwards in the center of the city.

I can tell you, I was EXTREMELY nervous. I was scared that I would regret the decision, but until today it was one of the best decisions of my life. Our tattoo artist was totally nice and even spoke our language, so we talked about her job, Budapest and just life over all, while she fulfilled one of my biggest dreams – and it didn’t even hurt, not even on the wrist. I fell in love with the tattoos the moment she started making them and even more when they were finished.

After that, we drove home and I was so so so so damn happy, I just couldn’t stop smiling. Even now I can’t stop grinning when I look at them, I’m so happy to have them.

So, what are my tattoos?

I always wanted to have a wrist tattoo, so the mother daughter tattoo was perfect for that place. My mum and me decided to get a moon and a sun, she got the sun and I got the moon. It fits, because I basically live at night and my mum dreams about summer, 36 degress and lying in the sun the whole year. And besides that it also means that we may be different, yes, but be would never be able exist or live without the other one.

The second tattoo I got is the lettering “love life” on the inner side of my forearm. It really means a lot to me, as I’m a very optimistic person, who always tries to see the best in people and the world and I also think that it’s important to be happy about the life we have and just celebrate that we are here. So the tattoo was kind of a must have for me.

So yeah, that’s my tattoo story. I hope you enjoyed reading and if you have any questions about the tattoos or just want to talk to me about this topic or anything else, you know, I’m here and would be happy to hear from you all. Thanks for reading. x