But how can you spread your wings and fly? Will they let you? I often ask myself if I think too much or too little of the things I am “supposed” to do. That society asks of me. The unwritten “rules” and “regulations” with which I must comply in order for the others to feel…
Tag: styling
Light, fresh ideas, and Danai-Vintage
Oh! the light, how it can change everything. Our ideas, our thoughts, the scenery itself. I enjoy the light. It is this time of the year again that everything starts appearing clear, as if the dark grey cloud of the winter moodiness is about to fade. And it is. Although it is the season of…
In bloom with Danai-Vintage
How about those old precious clothes? Filled with memories, moments, life and the occasional rebellious threads coming out of the seams? Sometimes, as everything in this world, they have completed their own circle in someone’s life and are ready to be freshly reimagined and re-owned. I am all about sharing clothes. Sometimes I even believe that…
Frid-esque
I have discovered a newly found freedom in expression. It is called, not caring for feedback of any kind. This alone is capable of releasing some profoundly positive energy waves and carry you from periods of pain to such of the brightest light. They won’t last for long, no. You will most probably relapse into your…
Drying citrus fruits for decorations
Do you ever notice that some feelings are associated with smells? Today it had to smell like orange. And clove. It had to be Christmas in every way possible around the house, as Christmas is the best anti-depressant for the moody winter days. Drying fruit for decorations proved to be much messier than I thought,…
Fragile dreams…
I have a soul that likes to hide. Half in the light and half in some very dark shadows. These two extremes have somehow found an ephemeral balance to the point of a certain kind of numbness. Never before did I feel so lost in thoughts as I do now. And never before did I…
Grandma’s rustic Spinach Pie!
Having moved to my old, (and four years abandoned) house recently, means facing everyday “decay” challenges. A house that had no electricity, many broken roof tiles and weathered wooden doors for that long, is no easy thing and as winter approaches (thank God it’s Greece) I am in a constant fight with time. A situation…
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