anticlimax time

Today I was wearing my 0°C outfit:
Dress: Miss Selfridges
Hoodie: H&M
Jumper: from Grandma's attic
Leggings: H&M
Over-knee socks: Marks&Spencer
(+ DinSko boots & my new scarf which you haven't seen.)

I suppose the point of this outfit is winter & girliness............ I feel like going ice-skating in it. I like the fact that I don't have to wear a coat to go out but don't feel suffocated by layers either.



I've spent New Year's Eve mostly organizing my desk & drawers. And learning to start a car. No parties for me, but at least I'm going to be awake at midnight (because this post has taken three hours to make because my computer screen is still broken).

I'm adament about posting this before 2009 because otherwise I just might score an universal Lamest Post Of The Year title before the year in question has even kicked in properly.

BUT I'M SO HAPPY BECAUSE I CAN SEE MILES AND MILES OF DESK S U R F A C E. This has got to be the best New Year's ever :''')

Happiness is just a cut away!

I realized that growing my hair would mean looking shitty for the next 2 years just to reach something that might not be flattering either. Then I realized that I've wasted the past four months feeling unhappy about my hair & spending too many of my scraps of self-esteem on telling myself it's tolerable. (I have a limited amount, I'm convinced.) Then I decided that I'd immediately feel better if I immediately did something about it.


I'm getting it improved in the near future, I promise, having someone even it out tomorrow later today and then I'll go to the hairdresser's and... we'll see.


I have a deep-set negative attitude towards hairdressers, but truth be told, I'm only so suspicious because I can't get over the trauma I got having my hair cut short for the first time; I went to the hairdresser my mum used and the haircut I came out with was exactly what would look ~edgy~ for a 40-year-old housewife. I was 14. I was asked whether I was my own parent once.

Nevertheless, all my experiences since then have been positive. It's something I keep forgetting, but statistics agree that really I have nothing to fear.


(deliberately misquoting, sry.)

Old & New & Coming to accept high waists

On Saturday I had to pick up a concert ticket, so wearing my favourite last solution outfit: skirt by H&M and cardigan by Primark. Depressing hair cunningly placed under cap.

I also had a few hours for sweating in post-Christmas sales, all I bought was one normal-price item:
New skirt from H&M, with shirt by same. Pictures by Suvi. Yesterday.

Story of the Day: I used to be subconsciously afraid of high waists, probably as a result of realizing how unattractive my high-waisted jeans were sometime near the end of lower level, although why that would apply to all clothing I'm not sure. I've even come to like some high-waisted trousers - strictly on skinny people, that is, sry - but I've only recently come to terms with wearing high-waisted clothing myself. (I suppose the skirt with braces was like a bridge.)

One thing I'm proud of, though, is never pulling my tutu down to my hips when I did ballet. Most of the other girls did. Lolz on them.

I think I need to get some more practice on being photographed by others :D

PS: My laptop screen is acting up so I take no responsibility on any visual aspects, including spelling.

Merry Christmas?

if it's not too late to say that.

(I just had to buy these candle holders for myself...)


My favourite gifts were the tape measure brooch, the novel Virgin Suicides and the Armani code perfume. :)



Sry for naff post, I'm still exhausted from getting out of bed on Christmas Eve! I should put together a few posts I've been thinking about but... don't get too excited.

3:30 but I can see a LIGHT

I finally bought a pair of shoes! Truth be told, they're pretty much a desperate solution - they're synthetic - But apart from not having to wade in my corduroy Converse forever, this is especially significant because it proves that I'm CAPABLE of finding something I need and buying it - who knows, this could open a block on everything else too! I've recently also managed to get myself a new thing of foundation and some tights, so now that I've got into bigger things, my new coat should be just behind the corner.

Shoes >> DinSko Jeans >> Only

* I don't know how, but I can tuck my jean legs inside them with absolutely no problem, which I can't even say about all of the combat boots I've tried on. With skinny jeans.
* They have zippers on both sides which is well confusing. (>> I miss England. LOL. I've not said "well this and that" for months. Expect a post about loving English girls or hating Simon Armitage or something, I'm not sure yet.)

my outfit was a bit stupid today because I was in a hurry & took my mum's Global cardigan that looked alright on me in the summer, but for some reason it didn't fit me at all anymore! not that it matters because I spend most of my time covered in a scarf or even wrapped in a coat nowadays.

Dress up for your dreams

cardigan & skirt & tights H&M, top Primark, socks Seppälä, shoes Converse

Yesterday's colour was white for some reason. Now those shoes are off to the wash machine, en route to being stored away until it's spring and I can take them out again and be happy and feel like it's spring because I'm wearing them.

skirt H&M, cardigan Primark, hat M&S
on Thursday I spent two hours finding something to wear, only to fall asleep for 9 more hours thus missing both school and daylight completely. In the evening I got a parcel from England, including a lovely photo album and some things I managed to leave behind: mainly this packable organza hat that I bought from Marks & Spencer on May Bank Holiday in Scarborough.

I have no idea what to wear with it. I should probably figure out before next summer.



ps. this is posted on timer so I can alter my layout before attracting any new visitors :D

bedsitter

everything H&M. I tried to do something even slightly different with this dress since I keep wearing it almost every time I find it near-clean. I need new clothes but I've just made a very realistic budget which shows that all my income for the next seven months is going into travelling, gigs and coffee. (Except for my mother having promised to pay for a new coat and shoes, if I ever manage to find either.)

any post ideas, feel free to tell me.

playing the part

My current sources of inspiration: terrible & elongated colds, frozen radiators, leaking boots, pressing commitments, badly balanced timetables, constantly running out of some medicine or other...

Main objective: staying warm, retaining my chances to get well sometime before next year.
jumper> old, knit by mum/granny/someone ;;;;;; jeans> New Look

HOT, HUH? Liking my eye infection? Actually, I secretly like looking a bit ill... at least in photographs. Today's makeup is going with the good old "can't win it, join it" line: purple eyeliner and minimal effort. My skin is so dry I sometimes forget to apply powder, and believe you me, that's shocking.

what was I saying

On Saturday, I thought this post would have a point, but now after some no-time-for-anything I'm not sure what that would be. Anyway, my friend M had her birthday and we went out with some other friends of hers. So far this week I've only been sad, tired and sick.

I like that shirt but you can't even see the tiny little shiny dots... another time, eh.

Significant 2 centimetres of plait.

semi-pointless post about lipstick and tiny irony

it's hard to post when the most exciting thing you wear is lipstick... or maybe not, but I just can't be bothered screwing the camera to the tripod every morning. (<-wishful thinking - that I'd need to so often. maybe every other.) Annnnd I wanna demonstrate the comfies and glories of my pink blatantly fake fake fur coat but there's no one to take pictures of me outside.

Ironical #1: the best (non-base) make-up products I own tend to be something my mother abandoned in the nineties. I love this lipstick - Max Factor in Chilli, whether the shade still exists or not - I love Max Factor by the way - anyway, it's glimmery in a nice way. I don't really like glossy lips but gosh, take glimmery and I don't even care if it's too bright for me!

here, however, gloss, however, unintentional; caused by accidental overdose of near-melted BodyShop lip balm over my usual lipstick (Miss Sporty? idk.)

Ironical #2: the one morning I do my make-up at an hour of decent daylight ends up being the worst-lit, hence me looking like I'm going on stage with a three-kilometre deep auditorium rather than nipping in at school to pick up a book... I honestly don't pay any attention. Apparently natural twilight isn't automatically brighter than your average yellowish light bulb, YES I am full of insight.

...I'm making myself sound SO clumsy at makeup. But remember, any questionable-looking lip outlines are due to angle/bad photoshop/blogger-affected picture quality.

ps. I know my hair is desperate.
pps. Is it my imagination or has blogger reversed the order in which it uploads your pictures?

i'll believe in anything

Yesterday I went shopping with my parents. My mum had promised to buy me a new winter coat but as always, I couldn't find anything while she ended up buying me some smaller things. The shirt is from Vero Moda and the mittens are from H&M; the skirt is old but also from H&M.



I've got a real problem with shopping nowadays, I just don't like anything. It's not about affordability or availability; I can't even find anything to dream of. The main reason my posting about the S/S09 collections was cut short is that apart from Moschino, I found depressingly little to squeal over and couldn't be bothered anymore.

Just for the record, I hate that powder. Love the lipstick though, it was something like £3 but it's just the right colour and doesn't smudge!

Today I'm going to see Wolf Parade at Tavastia. I have no idea what to wear as I was counting on finding a party dress during the weekend. I might just go in my school outfit to be honest since I don't own anything I particularly feel like wearing.

ch-ch-ch...

skirt & shirt H&M, cardigan Only

The skirt with braces = the new jeans! For me anyway :---) I think this skirt is fun to match with different tops, and while having a proper shape it's long enough to be comfortable. (which is not always the combination that I find possible at 6am on a Monday.) It also fills in for my embarrassing lack of variation what comes to different types of occasion. (Don't think I own any clothes that were too dressy for school, for example...) On top of that it definitely encourages me to wear light-coloured tops - the high(-ish) waist and braces together give clearer outlines to both t-shirts and dress shirts. I regret not buying the full-skirt version H&M had in their summer collection not long after I bought this one; I thought it would be too similar to be worth it, but actually, now that the skirt is becoming my standard easy solution, I wouldn't mind the variety.

...Yeah, notice something different? I've been wondering if it would be easier to write in English as I don't have a million different registers. + I enjoy using the language & do dream about being even passably fluent... The previous chapter is actually only a translation, which I usually find hard btw, but it immediately felt less complicated than trying to choose a word in Finnish! sry mothertongue but it's not like I don't use you everywhere else. <3

Besides, I love the word "cardigan".

So this is an experiment at least, we shall see how fast I get tired with this one. Labels will continue to be in Finnish; it does bother me but oh well.

You are allowed - encouraged, actually - to correct me in anything.

Saapasjalkalihapulla

kiire & väsyttää.

muistan kyllä, mitä totesin shortseista ja jaloistani, mutta kummatkaan farkkuni eivät käy saappaiden kanssa ja omistan liian vähän kivoja hameita pukemaan minua koko viikon! sitä paitsi nämä glitteröivät.

paita & farkut Zara, villatakki äidiltä saatu, saappaat Bronx

saappaat palvelivat toissa talvena, viimeisen vuoden ne ovat viettäneet jossain niin "hyvässä säilössä" etten halua sitä ajatellakaan...

kuluneet ovat: toinen kärki lähes puhki erään kevättulvaepisodin seurauksena. (lankkaaminenkin voisi auttaa...)

...mutta vuori on ihanan pehmeä ja lämmin n____n

fake it till you make it

Aika kiitää taas hurjaa vauhtia... jostain syystä enenevä yötuntien lisääminen päivän aktiiviseen osaan ei tunnu tuovan lisää aikaa vaan pikemminkin nopeuttaa sen kulkua entisestään. En jaksa mitään juontoja, tai no katsokaa miten pitkät hiukset mulla melkein on.

villatakki vero moda mekko miss selfridges kengät bianco


paita the wardrobe toppi warehouse/elle-kylkiäinen (...) hame H&M rintaliivit New Look
(noi olkaimet on olennaiset)

& n. tän verran mulla yleensä on sanottavaa tänne.
Voisin kyllä vuodattaa vaikka mistä mutta tää bloggaus tekstilajina kiinnostaa vielä vähemmän kuin oikea journalismi. Ehkä voisin oikeesti *hyväksyä itseni* ja alkaa kirjoittaa just niinku kirjottaisin normaalistikin :-----) koska en viide aina esim. pohtii kenkiä mitään sataa riviä jossain lj:ssä. Tosin oikeasti olisi ehkä parasta keskittyä ottamaan taiteellisia kuvia, koska ei mun asutkaan taida olla paljon valituksiani jännittävämpiä... ja olette varmaan jo nähneet kaiken mitä omistan.

on top of the world you get nothing done

Olen koko syysloman alkupuolen yrittänyt siivota, mutta sosiaalinen elämä on aina mennyt edelle... tässä asut joita kolme eri ystävääni näki :D

maanantai:
villapaita mummon ullakolta (en sentään ottanut sitä iskän porokuvioitua!), sukkahousut H&M
Maanantaina kokoonnuttiin bestixeni kanssa litkimään Pepsiä ja kuvaamaan meidän kissaa. Päälle 50 kuvasta n. 4 onnistui, vaikka meillä oli ihan järkkärikin käytössä :---)

tiistai:
paitamekko H&M neule tuliainen? farkut Only laukku Accessorize

(&kaulassa Kalevala-korun sydän, jonka sain pikkuveljeltäni joululahjaksi joskus kymmenenvuotiaana :') ) Tiistaina kohtaamani kaveri olikin sellainen, jonka kanssa ei oltu pariin vuoteen nähty. Vaatteita valitessa oli vaikea tunne, että mitkäköhän vetimet antaisivat minusta mahdollisimman oikeellisen kuvan... onneksi paljon valinnanvaraa ei ollut! Rupesin kuitenkin miettimään, millainen asu tiivistäisi pukeutumistyylini, eikä kyllä ole aavistustakaan. (Farkut ja huppari -päiviä ei vaan lasketa.) Millainen mun tyyli edes on?

Eilen mööttailin yhtä koulukaveriani jäätelön ja maitojuomien merkeissä. Totesin myös, että nuo shortsit eivät kyllä tule enää ulos kaapista ennen kuin koipeni ovat vähintäänkin mallinmitoissa....

Nyt kiidän töihin eli - siivoamaan! Maksaisipa joku siitä palkkaa täällä omassakin kolossa...

viikkokatsaus

Väsyttää liikaa enkä viihdy missään vaatteissa, oon vaan pukeutunut niin rumasti ja yhdentekevästi kuin osaan. En jaksa muutenkaan kirjoittaa tänne, onneksi alkoi syysloma, ehkä sit.

don't say you're easy on me; you're about as easy as a nuclear war

Mun Internet-yhteys toimii hyvin epäluotettavasti joten yritän olla nopea :--)

Ihan kuin mustissa vaatteissa ei olisi tarpeeksi värinsäätöongelmia, violetti tukka on ilmeisesti jotain vielä kryptisempää napata kameralla. Kaksi ekaa kuvaa kameran eri valkotasapainoasetuksella, kolmanteen oon yrittänyt muokata miltä sävy näyttää luonnossa... paitsi että se on vähän tummempi... ja ehkä vähän sinisempi... ehkä vähän kirkkaampi myös! Ja siinä on valkoisia raitoja jotka on oikeestaan ihan söpöjä. (Onneks oon taidokas toistoposettaja!)

ps. oikeesti mun kulmakarvat on ihan kokonaiset D:

"pitkä"hiuksisuudesta

Olin juuri karkottamassa juurikasvuani vaalennusaineella ja ihmettelin, miten värinlevitys tuntui niin vaikealta, olenko unohtanut hiustenvärjäysten taidon? Sitten hogasin, että tämä on ensimmäinen kerta kun hiukseni ovat itse värjätessä olleet näin pitkät.... tuota.... KOSKAAN. Liekö sattuma, intuitio vai jopa jokin viisauden hitunen joka on tähän mennessä saanut minut hakemaan apua pidempien hiusten värjäykseen. Tajusin myös, että ehkä tämänpituisille voisi jo alkaa soveltaa sitä "juurikasvu jakaus jakaukselta" -tekniikkaa eikä lyhyille hiuksille soveltuvaa huoletonta "länttään värin päälaelle ja hinkkaan ympäriinsä, kyl se siitä" -toimintamalliani; tästäkin syystä olisi ehkä helpompaa antaa jonkun muun toimittaa värjäys. Tätäkö pitkähiuksisuus merkitseekin: etten voi enää itse värjätä hiuksiani? :'(

Nyt joku varmaan tuhahtelee sille, että kutsun hiuksiani pitkiksi, ja myönnän että väite voi olla hieman harhaanjohtava. Tässä kontekstissa viittaan sillä kuitenkin siihen, että hiukset ovat minulle pitkät. Lyhyen kastista ne ainakin ovat liukuneet pois, käytänhän pitkähiuksisen hiusmallia. (Sikäli kuin tätä coolista polkkatukasta ylikasvanutta lättäkasaa voi hiusmalliksi sanoa... olen todella huono käymään kampaajalla.)

Uusi pituus on tuottanut muitakin ongelmia: hiuksia on aina pakko laittaa (vaikka vain harjata - blogia kirjoittaa siis ihminen, jonka elämässä tätä on kausittain harrastettu ehkä kerran kuukaudessa ;D) tai sitten turvautua joko isoon klipsiin tai pipoon. Pipo on esiintynyt myös tanssitunneilla pehkoa hillitsemässä, kun en ole vieläkään oppinut että hiukset pitäisi laittaa kiinni - tähän mennessä joko pituus, rankka tupeeraus/lakkaus/molemmat tai jonkinlainen pinniviritelmäkampaus on yleensä pitänyt hiukset poissa kasvoilta ilman, että tanssitunnille mennessä on tarvinnut erikseen vaivautua.

Tällä hetkellä olen lievässä identiteettikriisissä hiusteni suhteen - kasvattaa vaiko leikata? Jännittävä leikkaus nyt vai elovenaletit vuoden päästä? Jos jatkan kasvattamista, jatkanko vain koska en halua luovuttaa; jos leikkaan, luovutanko vain koska olen kärsimätön? Värin suhteen on meneillään vastaava pohdinta: jatkaako blondilinjalla vai värjätäkö? Entäs kun jos sen blondin haluaakin takaisin ja edessä on monen vaalennuskerran pituinen oranssinkellertävä tuskanjakso?

Nojoo, hiuspohdinta on sellaista loputonta jahkailua että ehken vaivaa teitä sillä enempää. Pituuden jätän kai hautumaan (kasvatus jatkuu asiaa pohtiessa ja leikatahan voi milloin tahansa), mutta väriin on tulossa ainakin lyhytaikaista muutosta, näette sitten :)