Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Lost in Gamla Stan~ Continued.
I have received the first few shots from the photoshoot I had with Dennis two days ago. I really like how they turned out.
Model: Me
Photographer: Denis Despair http://suicidal-desperation.deviantart.com/
Photographer: Denis Despair http://suicidal-desperation.deviantart.com/
More photographs are to come~
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Summer nights
Hachi once again came to my rescue when I was at my worst and forced me to go out with her despite of my endless protests. I had not intended to go out today at all. I wanted to stay home, pack and play video games, but she would not allow it. And, now that I am back home from our evening walk, i am very much grateful.
We decided to skip taking the bus or subway and instead walked all the way into town. Even though it was in the evening it was still very hot outside and not even my fan helped to cool us down. However, when we finally arrived in Gamla Stan, we sat down and had us each a piece of cake at my favorite café. Sten Sture's staff were as friendly as ever and we sat there for quite a while. It was not until we heard wonderful music coming from the nearby square that we finally left the café and went to see who was playing.
It turned out to be the Swedish Army's marchingband, or something like that, that had arranged a concert in the middle of Gamla Stan. Guess if I was happy!
We found no benches to sit on but since we still wanted to listen to the music we sat down on the ground. It was suprisingly comfortable too since the paving stones had been warmed by the sun.
We decided to skip taking the bus or subway and instead walked all the way into town. Even though it was in the evening it was still very hot outside and not even my fan helped to cool us down. However, when we finally arrived in Gamla Stan, we sat down and had us each a piece of cake at my favorite café. Sten Sture's staff were as friendly as ever and we sat there for quite a while. It was not until we heard wonderful music coming from the nearby square that we finally left the café and went to see who was playing.
It turned out to be the Swedish Army's marchingband, or something like that, that had arranged a concert in the middle of Gamla Stan. Guess if I was happy!
We found no benches to sit on but since we still wanted to listen to the music we sat down on the ground. It was suprisingly comfortable too since the paving stones had been warmed by the sun.
The men playing the percussion instruments were particularly talented.
When the concert ended, we packed up our things and left to go take some pictures in a nearby garden that was open to the public.
There is nothing more relaxing than simply throwing yourself on the grass and lying there, looking up at the clouds that are passing you by.
Today turned into an unexpectedly good day. Along with the photoshoot yesterday, this weekend has been very enjoyable so far. Now I am just waiting to get the photos from Dennis :)
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Summer time~
Today was the first time I have been outside during this Summer Vacation. Lately I have spent most of my time indoors, but today was a wonderful exception.
Thank you, Hachi.
I really enjoyed myself today~
Monday, June 22, 2009
The Hopeless Romantic
In lack of anything better to do I decided to take some proper photographs of my beloved Yuki in the clothes I made for him a week or so ago.
I hope you will like them.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Going home...
On June 30, 2009 I shall finally return to the city I call home.
Not because I was born there, or because I have family there... It is my home because it is the only city in the world where I can truly be myself. And because of this; Paris will always have a special place in my heart.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I need the company of other humans in order to function, but at the same time I hate being around them... Is that not odd? I am torn between living a miserable life with others, or a lonely one by myself... At least when I am alone I do not have to justify my choices or prove that I am worthy of something. When I am alone I can be myself.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
She comes bearing gifts~
I love it when Emma comes over! She brings sweets!
Petit France has wonderful Pastries~
Friday, June 12, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Schizo-Lolita
A particular thread in the Swedish Gothic Lolita Forum has gotten me thinking. It was about whether or not one's personality dictated what the person wore on a daily basis. Personally, I believe it could have been the beginning of a very thoughtfull discussion, however, thanks to a few select indivuduals, whose names I shall not divulge, the whole debate took an entirely different turn from what I had expected.
Due to my own fatigue and unwillingness to repeat the entire discussion here, I shall simply tell you the conclusion I came to based on their rather... moronic ideas. As many of you know already I have a rather peculiar habit of adapting my way of acting in public depending on what clothing I am wearing. For example, when I wear something that leans more towards the sweet style I can be completely happy go lucky and bounce off the walls once I have ingested enough sugar. In contrast, when I wear a more aristocratic outfit I adopt a more regal behavior and would not be caught dead jumping up and down. To me, this is just a fun thing to do, to adopt a slightly different personality that goes better with the clothing. It is just another way of acting. However, according to a great number of people participating in that discussion on the forum, you can not possibly dress in happy looking clothing and bright colors without actually being happy. And if you dress in dark clothing you must, of course, be very very depressed.
So, with all of these "facts" that these highly educated indivuduals have provided me with, please note the irony, I have realized one thing:
I simply must be schizofrenic.
Due to my own fatigue and unwillingness to repeat the entire discussion here, I shall simply tell you the conclusion I came to based on their rather... moronic ideas. As many of you know already I have a rather peculiar habit of adapting my way of acting in public depending on what clothing I am wearing. For example, when I wear something that leans more towards the sweet style I can be completely happy go lucky and bounce off the walls once I have ingested enough sugar. In contrast, when I wear a more aristocratic outfit I adopt a more regal behavior and would not be caught dead jumping up and down. To me, this is just a fun thing to do, to adopt a slightly different personality that goes better with the clothing. It is just another way of acting. However, according to a great number of people participating in that discussion on the forum, you can not possibly dress in happy looking clothing and bright colors without actually being happy. And if you dress in dark clothing you must, of course, be very very depressed.
So, with all of these "facts" that these highly educated indivuduals have provided me with, please note the irony, I have realized one thing:
I simply must be schizofrenic.
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