On a Sunny Sunday

Signs and street art.
Lots of light
and lots of white.

Missing

Today I miss
(at least)
London,
old friends
and my 15-year-old self
(who didn't know
anything about depression yet).

Oh Joy

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see,
In anyone else
But you.
The Moldy Peaches - Anyone but you


This weekend I've been so happy.
Bursting with joy so much it's almost scary.

PS. Spring is finally here! Yay!

Life is a Rollercoaster, at least my life is

Today I had both ups and downs,
but I think when time passes
I'll remember the ups better
than the downs.

A Real Kitchen Would Be Nice, But...

In this apartment
we don't have a real kitchen,
just a small kitchenette.
But at least it's easy to watch
him cook when sitting in the
living room. Which is actually half-a-kitchen
nowadays, as the kitchenette
is too small for all the necessities.
For example, our former
kitchen table is nowadays
a living room table and
our freezer and microwave
locate in the living room as well.

I guess these are the sacrifices
people always say you have to make
when you'd like to live near the city center
in the most expensive city of the country.

Spring Colours Week: White

Well, I had fun with colours this week.
Spring Colours Week is at it's end now,
but I'm already waiting for the summer week.
Until then, I have to start to photograph more.

Spring Colours Week: Lavender

Spring Colours Week: Pink

Spring Colours Week: Yellow

Spring Colours Week: Greens

For a moment, let's pretend it's still Monday.

Why? Because it didn't occur to me until this morning that Poppytalk's Spring Colours Week was here already, and I kinda missed the first day. But because I've been wanting to take part for ages now, I decided not to care about this little detail. I'll post my greens (Monday's color) now, and my yellows (Tuesday's color) this evening. It isn't that serious, right?

To find out more info, head here and to see amazingly colorful photos from other participants, click here.




PS. These photos aren't new, so you might have seen them already. But most of you haven't, and I hope those of you who have don't mind the recycling. It was long ago, right...

Just Like my Notebook

I've been thinking a lot of blogging lately.
What it means to me, what I'd like to blog about.
How I'd like my blog to look like and who I'd like to read it.

My blog is my creative outlet.
Just like my notebook.
It includes words and pictures, both helping me to express myself.

I'd like to tell you little stories of my life.
About my musings, feelings and thoughts.
About my daily life and what happens in it.
Sometimes those little stories might be sad, sometimes happy.
Just like my life.

I'd also like to share my inspirations.
Internet is full of pretty pictures, good ideas and lovely things.
I prefer self-made and self-photographed material here in my blog,
but am still going to share pics and pages from other people too.
To tell you what I love and what makes me inspired.
And because I often find out that somebody
has already explained how I feel and did it better than I ever could myself.

So my blog is still going to be a mixture
of many ingredients.
My blog is a combination
that resembles me, the writer.
Just like my notebook does.

An Afternoon in a Café

I could live there

Yesterday,
when coming out of a grocery store,
I spotted some nice, colorful buildings.
I'd like to see more houses like these
in Finland instead of all those gray, white and
brown ones.

(I live in a beige one and I had to go
to the balcony to check the color
before posting this, as I haven't
paid that much attention.
Just registered the building was ugly
and that was enough information for me.)

Apples Everywhere!

It was silent in the garden,
and then suddenly:
a sound combining plop and bonk
when yet another apple
fell from the tree.

An Empty House

Sometimes it's nice to be home alone.
Especially, if it isn't your home.
Today I'm wandering around
my parent's house
and spotting details.

My Style Alphabet

I was tagged by Miss Piparminttu to write down my personal style alphabet. The original challenge didn't say anything about pictures, but I chose to add them just because. All pictures by me, and most of them even somehow related ;)

I would like to see Amanda, Allie, Jemina, Anna and Norsis to do this. Anyone else can too, if they just want to. Feel free to use the language easiest for you and not to stress about the pics.

A is for Accessories.

Honestly, I'm an addict.

B is for Buttons.

Fancy ones are my favourite way to brighten up a dull cardigan.

C is for Colour.

Wearing a colourful outfit makes me feel happier.

D is for DIY.

Because I love any kind of crafting.

E is for Earrings.

I prefer big, fancy, quirky ones.

F is for frocks.

I love them.

G is for Glitter.

I secretly love it.

H is for Hem.

I prefer the knee-length.

I is for Imagination.

That endless source of style inspiration.

J is for Joy.

I believe style is supposed to be fun.

K is for Knitwear.

I wouldn't survive the winter without it.

L is for Layers.

Easy and stylish.

M is for Menswear.

I buy most of my jumpers and t-shirts from the mens department.

N is for Nail Polish.

An easy way to add color to any outfit.

O is for Over the Knee.

When I was in upper secondary school,

I wore mostly skirts with long,

colorful socks.

I wanna reinvent that style this fall.

P is for Pink.

My favourite hair colour ever.

Q is for Quirky.

If I had to explain my style in one word, this would be it.

R is for Rainbow.

The perfect colour combination.

S is for Stripes.

My favourite pattern.

T is for Tulle.

I wish I could wear a tutu in daily life.

U is for Used.

I buy most of my clothes second hand.

V is for Violet.

My latest colour crush.

W is for Wellies.

They're so practical in our climate.

X is for XL.

As it's my size, and I'm sick and tired of being ashamed of it.

Y is for Yellow.

One of the biggest style tragedies

of my life is that yellow doesn't look good on me.

Luckily I can still use it in accessories.

Z is for ZZZZ.

Sleeping well and enough makes anybody more beautiful.