I Love Fashion....
Ever since I have moved and changed my habitual living from a City to a tiny village, my world has come to a bit of a slow movement pattern.
This is good in a way as I am a very nervous person, always feeling anxious and stressed and since I moved away from the hustle and bustle my persona has become more relaxed. I have even gotten chubbier from all the eating and living the so called "good life".
One thing I do miss though, is clothes shopping, trainer shopping and just looking for something original to wear.
Here there is one main shop which I really like, but half the village also shop there so it's hardly likely to see me wearing an "original" outfit.
I know there is the internet to follow the latest trends, but to be honest, this isn't the first thing that pop's into my head to search for when I go online. The great advantage of not knowing what is hot or not, is that I a having the opportunity to decide for myself. Plus I have the trends from where I belong that I have brought with me and I adjust it according to the season. Barcelona is very mixed but from where I used to move around, I picked up a mix of urban with pijita, (smart, posh) and then add the glamour I have inside :-).
So when I walk the streets of the village I get stares as I know I look odd to them, I am just hoping it is odd but stylish.
I like my funky tights with skirts and loose cut tee's or tops...I like my high tops trainers with my patterned leggings and leg warmers....Love the heels, which are so amazingly cheap here with my shorts or long tee's....
The one great thing about living here for a girl like me, is I don't get to spend my money on going out or booze or even going out to restaurants as it is cheap to eat out. So i get to spend my money on one other thing I love.....CLOTHES and SHOES!!!!
As I haven't been able to give much of a fun bloggin update recently, I want to focus on the fashion side, I mean, I am living in the country of fashion! YEAH BABY Plus this is something I love and why not write about my great bargain shopping and sharing my new inventions, creations or ideas....
If I don't feel too camera shy I will also give you a taster of what I am letting these people see....hahaha maybe you will have a laugh at my expense or actually appreciate fine taste! :-p
I do want to begin with my first Italian hair cut in the village....
I went to a friends house as the hairdresser comes home to visit...normal so far...
As I got my haircut I got to sit outside on the terrace and got to appreciate a live documentary. I watched how a bee was collecting pollen from every flower. This sort of thing is never ever seen in a city unless you have a garden and the weather can stay warm for a while. It was such a lovely and calming experience. You did have all the women nattering away like a normal salon, that is something you can't take away from the hair dressing world, but it was nice to be outside in the heat. Plus my hair cut only cost me 5 euros!!!!!!!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Reasons why email was invented.
Always wondered why email was really created?
To save trees????
Nope, think again or just have a look....
To save trees????
Nope, think again or just have a look....
Birthday wish....
Dear friends,
As there are still a few months until my birthday, I thought I would all give you help on what you can get me. Just all chip in together and I'm sure you will all manage to help me get this wonderful gift.....
LOL It is brilliant isn't it!?
As there are still a few months until my birthday, I thought I would all give you help on what you can get me. Just all chip in together and I'm sure you will all manage to help me get this wonderful gift.....
LOL It is brilliant isn't it!?
Im back after getting lost in Naples....
Dear blog,
It feels like it has been an eternity since I have written to you. So much has happened. Been busy adjusting to my new life in the village, picking up my Italian well, getting used to the tranquility and slow speed of everything that surrounds me, the only stress I suffer from is the old women that try and push infront of me in the supermarket till, (I think it doesn't matter where you are, you can't avoid it).
We have had many guests stay with us and so far they seem to leave content.
I have driven on the search to find mount Vesuvius but instead I have experienced witnessing the worst ever driving and roads possible to have been made. Firstly we drove to Scampia, which is known as one of the most dodgiest places to exist in Naples. And the buildings gave off that image. Tall, grey and dirty buildings with a strange construction that resembles something telling you "please do not enter".
Then driving in Naples city centre was the worst nightmare for myself and any driver that isn't Neapolitan.
Cars flying in any possible gap, ignoring every single sort of sign or traffic light. The drivers seem selfish and will never give you way, it seems to be unheard of there. Mopeds with three passengers and none wearing helmets. I couldn't believe what I was seeing until a moped hit my car and the guy just drove off as if nothing had happened.
Then my boyfriend tells me "you knew it was like this".
I saw red and stormed out of the car. He was right, I had heard the Naples was a city which is recommended not to drive in, but i honestly didn't think it would be that bad.
It was a nightmare that will not be easily forgotten and honestly I was left scarred. I was screaming, fuming and even almost in tears of frustration as I had no control of where I was going. It was like being in a labyrinth with no end. After two hours of driving in what seemed like circles, we finally saw two police officers where they explained to us how to leave this mad driving world. I swore I would never drive there again, until I bought myself a nice tomtom. I decided to go against my word and try one more time. If I left alive and in good spirits, I would then know I could do this more than once.
I left in almost good spirits. I came to the conclusion that I need to think and live like an Italian and then I would be able to adjust well to this city of no law and their own rules.
So wish me luck.....
Naples is a beautiful city and I still need to discover more of this place, so hopefully with time I will get to share the delights of this city.
It feels like it has been an eternity since I have written to you. So much has happened. Been busy adjusting to my new life in the village, picking up my Italian well, getting used to the tranquility and slow speed of everything that surrounds me, the only stress I suffer from is the old women that try and push infront of me in the supermarket till, (I think it doesn't matter where you are, you can't avoid it).
We have had many guests stay with us and so far they seem to leave content.
I have driven on the search to find mount Vesuvius but instead I have experienced witnessing the worst ever driving and roads possible to have been made. Firstly we drove to Scampia, which is known as one of the most dodgiest places to exist in Naples. And the buildings gave off that image. Tall, grey and dirty buildings with a strange construction that resembles something telling you "please do not enter".
Then driving in Naples city centre was the worst nightmare for myself and any driver that isn't Neapolitan.
Cars flying in any possible gap, ignoring every single sort of sign or traffic light. The drivers seem selfish and will never give you way, it seems to be unheard of there. Mopeds with three passengers and none wearing helmets. I couldn't believe what I was seeing until a moped hit my car and the guy just drove off as if nothing had happened.
Then my boyfriend tells me "you knew it was like this".
I saw red and stormed out of the car. He was right, I had heard the Naples was a city which is recommended not to drive in, but i honestly didn't think it would be that bad.
It was a nightmare that will not be easily forgotten and honestly I was left scarred. I was screaming, fuming and even almost in tears of frustration as I had no control of where I was going. It was like being in a labyrinth with no end. After two hours of driving in what seemed like circles, we finally saw two police officers where they explained to us how to leave this mad driving world. I swore I would never drive there again, until I bought myself a nice tomtom. I decided to go against my word and try one more time. If I left alive and in good spirits, I would then know I could do this more than once.
I left in almost good spirits. I came to the conclusion that I need to think and live like an Italian and then I would be able to adjust well to this city of no law and their own rules.
So wish me luck.....
Naples is a beautiful city and I still need to discover more of this place, so hopefully with time I will get to share the delights of this city.
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