On Sunday we basically had our first day of summer this year! My boyfriend had a small exhibition on Reitbahnstrasse in Chemnitz. So I sat myself in a train, listening to Caribou and travelling through sun-flooded landscapes. Chemnitz is a small, depressive, typical east-german town. The few adolescents were all gathered this afternoon at the Reitbahnstrasse, one of a few youth centers in this town. A friend of my boyfriend runs it with a few other people, but the building is threatened by a housing society that wants to build new center-close apartments. Paradox thing is that Chemnitz already has more apartments than inhabitants since everybody is moving from, but not to the city. So this sunday afternoon was dedicated to this really wonderful, few-story building which was located on a huuge, but abandoned street. I was enjoying a few of the exhibited pictures, some cake and coffee and nice electronic music.
By the way, I finally found a way to wear my balloon-like dress I got from ebay (see last post) :). Perfect Sunday!Mittwoch, 28. April 2010
Donnerstag, 22. April 2010
The Dress and the Story pt. 4
When you buy something on ebay, especially clothes, there is always this fuzzy feeling in your stomach. Is this dress/clothing/whatever in the right condition, the right size, the right color and so on. So the moment you unpack is could be really compared to if you're looking up your grades from last term's exams. Are they okay, are they horrendous or are they just perfect? This is what happend when I purchased my last finding on ebay, this "cute little dress". The thing is, I DO really like it, but it just doesn't match my shape. I really look huge in this dress, but still I am really torn between the question do I like it or am I sad that it just doesn't turn out to be too cute or too perfect.
Either way, I am kind of amused what happened and I am convinced that this will NOT dust in my wardrobe. There should be events that I can wear it and if not, there are always some motto parties I can successfully enter!
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clothes,
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the story behind
Donnerstag, 15. April 2010
The Dress and the Story pt. 3
Well, to introduce you to another Zip-Up-Jacket I got at Urban Outfitters almost exactly 5 years ago. I barely wear it anymore, but it does have a background-story that goes along with.
In spring or late winter of 2005 someone broke into my car I parked at Rock Creek Park in NW Washington, D.C. It is not only that he/she stole my whole purse with my new camera, but they also got my wallet with all the important stuff I carry around with - Credit Cards, ID and worst of all my driver's license. With that evening started the most stressful hunt for a new driver's license I ever had. Since I never went to the DMV to get my US driver's license I always carried around my german and the international drivers license. With that being stolen I couldn't proof I ever even had one and the DMV wouldn't give me a substitute. Besides that - which was already a lot of hair-tearing - I got into real trouble with my host mom who wouldn't let me drive the car anymore - which is still comprehensible - and who wanted me to go to another family. So there was basically no support at all and I remember the days getting warmer and the trees becoming greener and I was sitting almost daily at the German Embassy, watching Harald Schmidt. But there was this absolutely helpful man who worked at the embassy and who could in a personal letter convince the DMV that they should give me the license. It worked and I think that was really one special thing. When everything was over, I had my licence and my host mom's trust back I wanted to treat me with something special and this was when I bought this Zip-Up-Jacket I had an eye on for months.
Well, next week, I promise: better picture, happier story.
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America,
clothes,
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Samstag, 10. April 2010
Alba Yruela
Isn't this girl ridiculously beautiful? I am quite obsessed looking through flickr profiles and now and then I am stumbling upon pure treasures, either the composition and motive itself or their georgeous models! Quick post, but hopefully longlasting in mind!
P.S.: needless to say that those talents are younger than me! Born 1989, I guess I must've been doing something else for all those years.
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flickr,
London,
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Donnerstag, 8. April 2010
The Dress and the Story pt. 2
A few words to what I am wearing. The zip-up jacket I bought at Urban Outfitters 5 years ago. It is actually really worn out and has holes in it, but I am still so in love with it that I can't throw it away. Besides that I have never seen a piece of clothing that is so bright green like this one (which can't really be seen on the picture)! This is actually no story, but I still do have a few clothes I bought when I lived in America 5 years ago and this piece is the only one I am still wearing (that's what the holes also can tell you!). I bought it when me and my friends were visiting Philadelphia, which was one of the brightest and hottest days I remember. We drove around 3 hours and I loved the spontaneousity of this trip because the night before we were just hanging out and were thinking about places we could visit at the weekend. Because America is big Philadelphia was still the closest town we haven't seen (been to Baltimore a dozen of times, NY, Annapolis etc) and so we took the car the next day and made one great road-trip. Philadelphia was a fascinating city and I still think of it with a smile. So as I already was obsessed with Urban Outfitters, when I was in America, it didn't take long until we found the huuge three-story-store of the UO in Philadelphia. For me, Urban Outfitters still isn't just one store that has nice clothes, it already attracts your attention basically when you just step through the door and see the vintage interior decoration and all those beautiful little accessoirs with which they are keeping their stores so lovely! So this post may be a hommage to my all-time favorite clothes-provider: Urban Outfitters!
This cute skirt I bought in Stockholm at a store called Monki, which can also be found in Hamburg (where they also have Urban Outfitters, by the way, and I am hoping to go there eventually in a few months). It has some cute dresses and skirts, but mainly I would call their style more elegant and lady-like. I didn't like all of their clothes, but I found this skirt very special.
The rest of the outfit is just H&M, except for the scarf which I found at the Subway store in Dresden-Neustadt. Someone left it there and because I like green things very much I took it because it didn't seem like the owner would come back. It is in good hands, so nothing to worry!
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Monki,
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Sonntag, 4. April 2010
you are there
(pictures by me)
Yesterday we made a trip to Berlin to see Owen Pallett and Mono playing at Hebbel am Ufer 2. Owen was playing first, which kind of stressed me out because I so badly wanted to see Mono (I already saw them 2-3 times), but we had some time pressure regarding our last train leaving the station at 0:18am.
So when Owen finished - as I already saw him, too, I was a bit bored of him because his music and he himself aren't super-exciting - they needed extra long to re-arrange the stage and put everything in order. At 11pm Mono started.
Seeing Mono - for me - is always a very special experience. I can't really put it into words, but I have never seen a band that put so much energy and emotion in their music as they do. I love how they start with very soft and gentle melodies which turn into blasting orgiastic arrangements what just leaves you awe and pain, in a pure and positive way. The awe-ing pain turned into true pain when I had to leave the location in the explosion of "Yearning", my most favorite song which likes to last about 20 minutes. Aw and awe never came that close and I am more sure now that I always need and have to see Mono whenever I have the chance to!
Donnerstag, 1. April 2010
The Dress and the Story pt. 1
I was thinking about a regular feature that I could do to fill my blog and eventually get some regularity in here.
So this is my idea: every thursday I would post a picture of me wearing something, a dress, a t-shirt, trousers, a skirt or whatever I can find in my wardrobe and provide you with a story that goes along with it. Because I always think that clothes tell a lot of stories.
So I don't want to talk that much, let's just begin.
On this weeks picture I am wearing two things I ordered from CTRL a while ago. The leggins were on sale as well as the dress/t-shirt. I was really happy when I got it (free shipping in Europe!) and wore it the time I was out dancing in the little lovely Sweat! Club here in my city. This is now history. After I washed it the dress came out with a huuuge coloured light stain on the front and though my grandmother said it would go away and that the fabric softener is the source of this problem, it even got worse when I washed it again. Now this is the sad ending of a dress that has just been worn once :(. By now I am thinking about colouring the whole thing or just wash it so long until the whole dress has the colour of the stain.
So this is my idea: every thursday I would post a picture of me wearing something, a dress, a t-shirt, trousers, a skirt or whatever I can find in my wardrobe and provide you with a story that goes along with it. Because I always think that clothes tell a lot of stories.
So I don't want to talk that much, let's just begin.
On this weeks picture I am wearing two things I ordered from CTRL a while ago. The leggins were on sale as well as the dress/t-shirt. I was really happy when I got it (free shipping in Europe!) and wore it the time I was out dancing in the little lovely Sweat! Club here in my city. This is now history. After I washed it the dress came out with a huuuge coloured light stain on the front and though my grandmother said it would go away and that the fabric softener is the source of this problem, it even got worse when I washed it again. Now this is the sad ending of a dress that has just been worn once :(. By now I am thinking about colouring the whole thing or just wash it so long until the whole dress has the colour of the stain.
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the story behind; clothes