So the Thing is

Let me be honest, I have no idea exactly what I want this blog to be. At first, I thought, hey, it would somehow nestle into a file of miscellaneous, but then I thought, no, how about fashion? Photographs and spreads that inspire my every being and make me wish I were in a place where all was right in the world, but no, it soon drifted into my own daily life, sometimes referring to my outfits, my travels, my food. Then suddenly, the blog changed its layout and soon became one of those tumblr ones, the one where only one photo is posted for each entry, and in some artistic way it would become more meaningful, really make an impact on the viewer. Now it, or I, feel a bit lost, it's as if I either want to give up on the blog, cold turkey, or just let it linger and die. Wow, such strong choice of words for such a harmless blog. What to do, what to do. Still, there are moments where I wish I restored it to its original layout, header and all.

The thing is, a blog is meant as an outlet to describe my life the way I would like to describe it, yet it doesn't seem to be doing so. Geez, why do the opinion of others get in the way of one's own personal thoughts sometimes. It blows.

More Valetta

Drawings on the Wall.

Valetta

Brisk Encounter

Left Malta a couple of days ago, can't help but feel a wave of sadness.

The city was like no other; the locals were kind, there was a constant breeze, the pasticizzerias, or more specifically, the Sphinx, did not disappoint, and the sun was so warm. People chose to acknowledge you, there wasn't this sense of hustle and bustle, where people chose not to remember your face from yesterday or brush past you as if they had somewhere to be. People were open, warm, and they recognized you and what you said your plans were, and asked how your rendez vous went and what you planned on doing next. As silly as it sounds, people cared, and that was something incredibly refreshing to familiarize with.

Oh Malta, until next time.

In the Mood for Sun

Looking from my eBay list, it's clear that I have become drawn to white victorian/prairie blouses and dresses, Leica point and shoot cameras, and Robert Clergerie shoes.

I think the world is telling me something...

Somewhere Place by Ryan McGinley. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.

Pink and Yellow

Goodies rediscovered through my archives.

Bambino

I want her brows.
Bambi Northwood-Blyth in Harpers Bazaar Australia