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Tattoo art

Hola everyone.

Guys, I have something really really really extremely exciting to tell you. I don’t know if I already told you, but I just got a new tattoo two weeks ago. In Paris. How unbelievably crazy is that? I’m still so amazed, holy moly.

I think I mentioned in one of my last posts before we went on our trip to Paris that I was actually looking for a tattoo artist in Paris and that I had found one and asked her for an appointment (Carin Silver from the studio Les Maux Bleus). Well, the day before we left, the studio answered my enquiry and told me that she was unfortunately fully booked, but that they would text me if they would get a free spot for me and my mum. Yeah right. Like anybody would ever cancel an appointment for a tattoo. Of course.

So without any hopes at all mum and me flew to Paris and spent some wonderful days there. Honestly, I had actually quite forgotten about the whole tattoo thing – I was already thinking about writing another tattoo artist from Budapest as an alternative – when one night, mum and I were standing in front of the eiffel tower at exactly eleven o’clock in the night and everything changed. You know, at night something magical happens to the tower. At full hours it starts to sparkle like a huge christmas tree. It’s so beautiful, I can’t even describe it. Anyways, we were standing there, admiring the view and after the five minutes full of magic, we both looked down on my phone and saw that it was blinking. Blinking usually means that someone sent me either a text or a mail. So I picked it up and saw that it was a mail. From Carin, the tattoo artist. Saying that she had found a free spot for both my mum and myself. At the perfect date and the perfect time. On Saturday before our flight. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I just remember throwing my hand before my mouth in shock. I was speechless. I mean, I was excepting nothing and there it was, the perfect appointment.

The night before the appointment Carin mailed me again, showing me the design she had drawn for me. A beautiful, beautiful flower bouquet featuring the flowers I had chosen beforehand – a rose, forget me not flowers, a peach blossom and wildflowers. I looked at the design and I could have cried right there and then. It looked so mind-blowingly beautiful. And imagining this piece of art getting tattooed on my arm made me completely speechless.

So, on Saturday the time had finally come. Mum and I made our way to the studio and as soon as I stepped into the studio, I knew the whole thing was meant to be. First of all, the studio looked super cool. And to be greeted by the sound of tattoo machines… That was music to my ears. God, was I excited. My mum went first – she kind of “tuned up” her two rings on her arm with some beautiful, delicate flowers – and then it was finally my turn. I don’t know why, but I was so nervous. But in a good way, of course. As this was my third tattoo, I knew what was coming. I know many people say that they are afraid of the pain, but I think this kind of pain is different than to the, let’s say, usual one. Because you endure this pain but end up with having something beautiful afterwards. So the pain wasn’t a problem at all for me, although I have to say that this one hurt more than my two others.

I think the whole thing was finished in about half an hour or 45 minutes. As soon as I saw it, I was in love. I still look at my arm every few minutes and stare at it. It’s so goddamn beautiful. Thin, delicate, feminine and pretty much perfect. I love it. And I’m so so so happy that we actually got an appointment in Paris, with Carin. If you’re interested in her art, here’s the link to her Instagram. She’s specialized in fine line tattoos and flowers and so so so good at what she’s doing. No joke. I would be lying to myself if I said that I would have chosen someone else over her. I intentionally chose her for the tattoo, she’s the only artist I wanted to get this tattoo from. I still can’t believe that I seriously got the appointment.

Tomorrow the tattoo will be two weeks old and I’m still speechless due to the fact that I now have another piece of art on my arm. And yes, tattoos are true pieces of art. I love my both arms so much now, no joke. They are like my two canvases, waiting to be turned into art. So you could say that they are my project. And what a beautiful project they are. Now that the tattoo is halfway through to being fully healed and all the scabs are gone, I can finally fully see how it ended up and oh my god, it’s so perfect. Really. Guys, if any of you ever thought about getting a tattoo that is important to you, please go and get it. I mean, it’s your choice obviously, but if you have a nice idea and a meaning and a great artist, why not get it done? I’m the kind of ink-person, that gets a tattoo when it has a meaning, an important one. Because this way I have a lifelong guarantee that the tattoo will forever be important to me and that I will forever like it. And what else could you wish for? Oh and if you’re Paris and looking for a good artist, go and check out Carins site and ask her for an appointment. She’s a true talent, really.

Okay, I think I’ve talked enough about tattoos now. So, without further ado, here are the pictures of my new love, I hope you like them. Oh and please don’t hesitate to leave a comment down below. I’m really curious about whether some of you guys have any tattoos or if you’re planning to get one and about what you think of tattoos overall. I’d be happy to hear from you. And until then, I wish you all an amazing weekend and hope that you enjoyed this post. And, as always, thanks for reading. x

Paris at night – a concept

Hola everyone.

And we’re back with the series. As already mentioned in my previous posts, Paris is quite unbelievable when it comes to it’s beauty. Because I just couldn’t stop taking pictures. Especially at night. Especially in black and white. I still can’t really tell if Paris is more beautiful at night or at daytime. The decision is too tough.

And as I took so many pictures, I just had to turn this into a whole post, dedicated to the beautiful, magnificent Paris at night in black and white. But I’ll let the pictures do the talking. I hope you enjoy the pictures as much as I did taking them. And please don’t hesitate to leave a comment. And as always, I wish you alp an amazing week and thanks for reading. x

Monet`s Garden

Hola everyone.

As following my previous post about my trip to Paris together with my mum, I thought I’d turn this whole experience into a little series of posts to share the whole beauty of the city with you guys.

And before heading straight for a haul or something like that, I thought I’d share one of the nicest days with you – the day my mum and I visited Claude Monet`s garden and house in Giverny. I found out about the possibility to visit this magnificent place while sorting out the to-do-list for Paris. As soon as I saw it, I just had to visit it. Especially as Monet is one of my favorite painters due to his pastel color scheme. Thankfully my mum was up for it right from the start, so that was fixed.

We got to Giverny by the direct train from Paris and then took a shuttle, I think it took us about one hour and a half to finally end up in front of Monet’s house. Unfortunately we had to wait quite some time, but it could have been worse, because even the streets and other houses of Giverny looked so beautiful, flowers blooming everywhere, the sun lighting up the walls. But that was nothing compared to what was waiting for us beyond the stonewalls of the garden.

Guys, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful garden than that. I can now fully understand Monet’s love for gardening and plants and painting. That place was and is so beautiful, of course you’d want to capture that in some way. Every centimeter is covered in plants, flowers and pots of colorful blooms. It’s crazy. And the house is so cute, with it’s light pink walls and green doors and windows. And don’t even get me started on the interior, it’s breathtaking. And the view from the windows on the first floor, oh my god.

What I loved the most was the calming feeling it brought to me. I mean, Paris is a buzzing city and in comparison to that, the garden felt like a oasis. Like somebody turned off the whole world. At one point my mum and I sat down on a bench in front of a small river floating through the garden, eating a croissant and just enjoying the moment. It was so beautiful, I don’t know how to describe it any better. I guess you have to experience it yourself to really be able to feel it.

And for me as a photographer, the place felt like heaven on earth. I think I could have spent the whole day there, maybe even two, just taking pictures of every plant, every single corner of the house and every magnificent leaf. I loved it so much there and I’m so freaking happy that we took this little journey to get there. It’s really unbelievable to be able to stand at the same place where once Monet himself stood while creating one of his breathtaking works. I’m still shook, to be honest.

And without further ado, I think I’ll leave the rest to all the pictures I took. I hope you like them as much as I do. And of course the post overall. If you have any questions or want to talk, please don’t hesitate to leave a comment down below. And if you ever get the chance, I can just strongly recommend you guys to visit this garden. You won’t regret it, I swear. And until then I wish you all an amazing week and, as always, thanks for reading. x

Paris

Hola everyone.

I’m baaaack. Yeeeeeey. And oh my god guys, I can’t even begin to tell you how amazing Paris was. God, I love this city so much.

First of all, the architecture is so freaking beautiful. I mean, the whole city feels like a huge museum. There are so many sightseeing points and even when there’s no palace, historic building or gallery near you, all of the residential buildings are literally breathtaking. The whole city is so romantic, you can really feel it in the atmosphere. And we had the cutest apartment ever. Seriously. It was one of three rooms in a huge building that all belong to one big apartment complex. It felt like we were actually living in Paris, in our own little, cute flat. We had to climb the coolest and narrowest spiral staircase ever to get to our own room. And the most amazing part was the little french balcony we had. I immediately fell in love with it. And I can tell you, having breakfast in the middle of Paris on the cutest balcony ever while looking over the city and watching other people starting their day while the sun is shining in your face is literally the best way to start your own day. I miss the balcony, I really do.

Apart from that I seriously, overly fell in love with the city. It’s beautiful, cute, historic, really damn elegant and it just glows. If I had to describe it in one word, I’d probably say decadent. The whole city is pure decadence. Every day we would walk around long after midnight, strolling around the city and looking at the buildings glistening in the city lights. I can’t decide when Paris is more beautiful – at daytime or at night. It’s such a tough decision. And I think I took like about 800 pictures, most of them are photographs of buildings. Paris really drew me into the whole street photography stuff and I just let myself fall into it. So please excuse the massive amount of pictures (right down below).

But what did we do? Actually, I think we had the perfect mix of everything. We pretty much walked around the whole day, we didn’t even buy a card for the metro. I think mum is still a little bit “mad” at me for dragging her around all day and night. But hey, this way we literally saw everything. We visited museums, of course took a look at the most important sights like the eiffel tower – which I absolutely love -, we went shopping, enjoyed the amazing food, sat in bistros and watched people walk by and live their lives and just spent time in Paris, basically. Oh and we drove to Giverny for one day to visit Monet’s garden and house, you know the famous painter. He’s one of my faves and when I found out that you could actually walk through the garden where he painted his famous works, I just had to put it on our to-do-list.

What I also loved is the amount of art and culture that is packed into the city. Literature, art, music, photography, fashion – all in one single place. It’s crazy. And all the famous people who lived there, like Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald or Picasso. You can really sense the history while walking the streets of Paris and even more so when visiting the most amazing places like the historic bookshop Shakespeare & Company or the Café de Flore. That’s one of the things I enjoyed most on our trip. Every few minutes mum and I basically had to stop and google things we just came across to know more about the city and it’s fascinating history.

Oh, and another really mind-blowing thing happened. Now that I can’t decry it because it already happened, I can finally tell you that me and my mum seriously got our tattoo appointments in Paris. Yes, I know, how freaking crazy is that? I still can’t believe it, no joke. Let me tell you the little story of how we got an appointment that actually would have never been one. A few weeks before our trip I stumbled across the artist Carin Silver who works at a tattoo studio in Paris called Les Maux Bleus. You can probably guess what happened afterwards. I actually had the wish of getting a new tattoo done for quite a while now and when I saw that Carin even specialized in doing exactly what I dreamed of – flower bouquets and thin lines – I completely went crazy. Unfortunately I had to wait quite a while for a reply and after some mails the studio told me that she was completely full the week we would visit Paris. And yes, I was sad. Really sad. So, after a few days we were already in Paris, at 11 pm at night, right in front of the eiffel tower. Did you know that it sparkles at night for 5 minutes? It’s so damn beautiful. Anyways, after sharing that amazing moment, mum and me realized that my phone was blinking, meaning that I had received a text. It was a mail. From Carin. Telling us that she had found literally the perfect appointment for us both. I couldn’t believe my eyes. And I still can’t. I now have the most beautiful flower bouquet on my right arm and I couldn’t be happier with it. But I’ll tell you more about the appointment in one of my next posts.

So yeah guys, that was my trip to Paris together with my mum. Actually I took so many pictures and we had so many adventures, I think I’ll split the whole week in Paris in a few different posts. That’s why I thought I’d limit this post to a summary of the whole week and leave the rest for the pictures. I hope you enjoy them and this post. Oh and please don’t hesitate to leave a comment. And until then I wish you all an amazing weekend and, as always, thanks for reading. x

Writing

Hola everybody.

You know, I love writing. I’ve always loved it. Since being a little kid, I’ve dreamed about being an author, earning money by writing stuff. And now that I have my own blog, did actually publish my own book and am now working as a journalist, I kind of thought about how it feels for me to basically write.

People have always told me that I seem to get completely lost when writing. And I think that’s true. I tend to get fully caught up in the idea I have in my head and then the words just keep streaming. It’s crazy. Especially when a topic is very important to me or when I have a lot to say. For example, let me write a text about how I think that YouTube isn’t stupid or a waste of time and you can watch me get lost and write on and on and on.

But apart from all of my blog posts and the articles I write, I think that writing an actual story is the most captivating thing ever. I’m currently working on a story and when I’m writing, every aspect, every little thing about the storyline, the people, just everything, keeps coming up. Things I’ve never thought about before starting to write, before laying my fingers on the keyboard, are suddenly there, in my head. And then on the paper. The whole story forms itself in my head. And I can clearly see it in my mind. Like, the people, the streets, everything how I imagine it to be. And I’m there, watching everything and then writing it down. This may sound crazy to you, but that’s seriously how it is. How incredible is that?

If some of you are writers like me, you’ll probably know what I’m talking about. It seems like I’m not the only one that experiences the writing process like this. Oh and please, if you do, don’t hesitate to leave a comment. And if you don’t, the same. I’m so interested in hearing your opinions and thoughts.

Last weekend we visited my grandmother and I kind of strolled around her house and then found the coolest thing ever – my mums old typewriter. Of course I had to take it with me. It’s now placed on the table in our office and it’s literally the most amazing eye-catcher. It makes me feel like I’m a real author – although I don’t even use it. It just gives me the feeling. Oh, and if you’re interested, I left some pictures down below.

So guys, that’s actually everything I wanted to tell you. I loved the thought of sharing my passion for writing with you and I really hope you enjoyed it. And as already mentioned, please don’t forget to leave your comments down below to. Oh and I won’t be posting anything for the next week as me and my mum will be in Paris for a little mother-daughter trip. I’m already so freaking excited, I can’t wait to get there. And of course I’ll take my camera with me, so stay tuned for some nice pictures. And until then I wish you all a nice weekend and, as always, thanks for reading. x

UK haul

Hola everyone.

I love going shopping. And I love the UK. So I thought in connection to my last post (link) about my trip to the UK I’d present you guys all the things I brought home with me – books, clothes and other stuff. Please enjoy.

Books

First and most important, books. I love reading with every single fibre of my body. Funny thing that about 3 years ago I wasn’t even that interested in books. I mean, of course I was reading, but I wasn’t like obsessed with it like I am today. Since January I think I read about eight books or so, which is really quite a lot for me. And as I only read English books, going to the UK meant that I’d come back with some books from the first second on. I even always have a list of books I’d like to read saved and ready on my phone. So let’s just say that I spent quite some time in different book stores and got back with no less than five awesome books.
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Remix by Non Pratt
THUG (The Hate U Give) by Angie Thomas
Freshers by Tom Ellen and Lucy Ivison
Why We Broke Up by Daniel Handler
A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness

Some of you may already know all or some of the books, especially THUG or A Monster Calls. I think they are pretty popular right now, A Monster Calls even being an amazing movie. While being on my way to Liverpool I started reading Remix, actually having no idea what it is about. There’s literally no short description in the book. Just to give you guys a little insight, it’s about two bfs going to a festival called Remix and their ex-boyfriends, who crazily also attend the event. Chaos is predestined, of course. Honestly, I’m now over the half of this book and I freaking love it. It’s something I’ve never read before. The POVs change between the two girls, Ruby and Kaz, even in between the chapters, so you experience the whole story from both of their perspectives, which is so damn cool. I can just really recommend you guys giving this a go. And I’ll definitively go and check out the other books by Non Pratt, I really love her writing style.

Clothes

I don’t need to tell you guys how much I love clothes and dressing up and experimenting with outfits and planning them for the week. And as I waited quite a while to go shopping again, I had the plan of spending some money while being on the trip. Buying something in Manchester for example is always cooler than buying it at home or online. And you can’t deny it, that’s true. So, my mum and me went on a little shopping trip. I mean I didn’t buy that much, but I love every single item, so I’m more than happy. And I like to wear all the pieces together, I love how English it looks. So, I bought:

the coolest socks ever from Topshop
a supercute blouse also by Topshop
black dungarees I’ve been looking for forever from Primark

Yeah, that’s pretty much it. Like I said, it’s not much, but I love everything. Apart from the things we bought, mum and me also fell in love with another cool blouse and an amazing jumpsuit, all from Topshop. I can’t tell you why we didn’t just buy them, but anyways, we now bought them online and I can’t wait for the pieces to finally get here so I can wear my beautiful jumpsuit – the weather is perfect for that right now. I’ll just tell myself that I got it in Manchester.

Ed-related and other stuff

You know, the UK isn’t just great for buying English books, but also for getting stuff you’d never get here in Austria. Which for example is the magazine I got called Q. It’s a music magazine and features an amazing article about Ed. Altogether the article is 12 pages long and one of the truest things I’ve ever read in my life. I know that in the past weeks, there has been a lot of hate swirling around Ed and his music, which I don’t get at all, but I’m a massive fan, so yeah. No comment on that. But seriously, I love the article. Because it really just tells the truth. Ed explains why he works the way he does, how he deals with all the hate, his future plans – which are big and crazy – and his life overall. He now seems to be in a really good, happy place and I’m really glad. I know that before going on his break, Ed went through a rough time and I’m more than happy that he managed to wrote through that. I don’t think he deserves any of the hate he gets, as he’s such a genuine, honest person with such a great talent. And he works hard for what he does. He wouldn’t be where he is now without that. Personally, for me, Ed is one of the most inspiring people on this planet. In the article it says that before even being signed, before being anything near to popular, he had this huge masterplan. Five EPs, five albums with mathematical titles, another row of five albums after that. Can you believe that? He had this plan, from the first second on. At times when none but his dad truly believed in his work. And now look at him. He all made it real. And for me, that’s just so incredible and inspiring. Because I’m the same. I have this huge plan of moving to London and maybe even starting my own magazine and so on. But it’s going to be hard and it may sound impossible to other people. But like Ed I’ll work hard for that dream and then, maybe if I work hard enough, I’ll achieve all of the things I’m dreaming about. Ed showed me the way, so I’ll try my best.

And speaking of that, I also bought all of his five EPs. I just had to. They are all so amazing and from 2011, that’s crazy. I’m so happy that I chose Ed as the one guy I’ll stand with forever. You know, I know I’ll grow older and maybe forget about all my fangirl moments. But being a fangirl is different to this. I love Ed for his music. And that kind of love is something you can hardly ever leave behind. And I don’t want to, not for a slightest bit.

Oh and apart from that I also got two pins, something that’s a must for me. I’m kind of a collector of pins, I always put them on my bag. And when I saw them, I just had to get them. Especially the “I like big books and I cannot lie” one. That’s so funny.

So yeah, there you go guys. Those are all the things I got on my trip. I really hope you like this post and my pictures. And if you have any other questions or want to say something, please don’t hesitate to leave a comment. And until then I wish you all an amazing start of the week and, as always, thanks for reading. x