Sunday, 29 September 2013

Good Riddance!

Autumn is my favourite season.  First of all, it marks the end of my least favourite season, that is summer. Secondly, I like waking up and reaching for my sweater because it's kind of too cold to get out of bed. I like how fresh the air smells straight after it rains. I love the day you realise it's finally sweater weather. I like cozy evenings spent sipping tea whilst talking to my mother. I like how chilly it gets at night. And as much as I hate to admit it, I always look forward to returning to school.

For the majority, spring is the season which is usually associated with new beginnings. However, for me it's usually autumn. Even if we're reluctant to admit it, school plays a very important role in the way we shape our daily routines - I'm usually thinking of which lectures I can miss when I'm scheduling an appointment of a coffee date. This autumn in particular marks a very important beginning academically - my Masters. I honestly NEVER thought this would happen. In fact I never thought I'd survive my undergraduate final year at all. Since it's something completely new, and unrelated to what I was studying for my undergrad, I'm totes excited yay!

Anyhow, I'm also bidding farewell to Summer 2013, finally. We all have this vision of that one life-changing summer. We all dream that we'll one day look back at that particular summer and realise our lives changed completely during those few weeks. We've seen it happen on TV and we couldn't wait for it to happen in reality.

I've spent this past year dreaming of this summer - literally dreaming. I never thought I'd manage to get through the past scholastic year and actually find myself in what I thought would be the summer of my life. The 12th of June felt very surreal. I finished my exams and I was now free. Even though I still had to sit for an exam in September, I felt free. However I felt that there was so much more to life than basking in the sun and getting drunk every weekend. It felt weird, and I hated it. I wanted to leave more than ever. July was the busiest July I've ever had. I worked a lot throughout July - so much that I never had time to think. Work was tiring, but I enjoyed it. I met a lot of people from all around Europe - which drove my claustrophobia insane. July also showed me that hard work does eventually pay off. The countless nights spent working on my thesis had magically turned themselves into a very surprising A.

The rest of summer plays itself like one of those dramatic flashbacks we're used to seeing on TV in my mind. I can't say I didn't have my fair share of change this summer. Maybe I've had too much actually. However it's safe to say that this has been, in its own way, my life-changing summer. I didn't find the love of my life, move to New York. I didn't take that trip to Asia to find myself. I can actually count the number of times I went out this summer. But even though what I've lost outweighs what I've gained, at least I gained something.

So whilst the majority of you are blue about leaving summer behind, I'm ecstatic. Good riddance to you, summer 2013.


Friday, 27 September 2013

Bursting at the seams

We all gain weight. Whether we like it or not, we've all gained weight sometime throughout our lives. Whether it's because we were growing up, or whether it's because we've eaten way too many pizzas, we've all gained weight. We're all familiar with the uneasy feeling of having clothes that fit us too small- even if it's just by a couple of millimetres. Sometimes, however, clothes start fitting way too small - the seams are about to burst open.  Sometimes you can barely breathe. Sometimes buttons undo themselves revealing a part of you you never wanted to show.

You realise you need to face reality - Sometimes you need to buy a larger size.

Sometimes life fits too small, the seams are about to burst open. Then you realise, you need a greater life.


Monday, 23 September 2013

I met a stranger for 20 minutes, and he changed my life.

It's safe to say I spent the majority of the past year sipping coffee at the airport. I honestly believe I'm their most loyal and regular customer. I used to enjoy getting a bus to the airport, in the rain, carrying God knows how many books, ordering the usual and sitting down at the same table overlooking the same view. I'd then open my netbook, my books, and start writing my thesis. This was practically me every weekend.

One very rainy day in November, I decided I needed some change. So after realising I wasn't getting anything done at the airport, I caught the first bus that appeared. Luckily for me and my poor sense of direction, the bus went directly to St.Julians. I entered Mc Cafe. I ordered the usual. I sat down and started working. As usual.

I don't know how much time had passed but after a while, an elderly man sat down next to me. I could see him staring at me, expecting me to talk to him. I looked at him and smiled, and I suddenly realise he was profoundly hearing and verbally impaired. He gestured at his iPad and asked me to fix something that was wrong with it. As soon as I did his eyes lit up, and I honestly can say that that was one of the sweetest sights I've ever witnessed. He gently brought out a small notepad and started jotting something down on it. He handed me the notepad. He wrote about how beautiful Malta was - that its marinas could compare to those in France. I had never took any notice of any of the marinas here in Malta. I'm usually too busy looking at my iPod, at my mobile or at my book to do so. He showed me an email he was writing to his daughters, in which he told them he wished they were here with him, and that Malta was one of the most beautiful countries he had ever visited. He said he missed them. He said he was enjoying his stay in Malta so much. He asked me to proof-read his email, but I guess I was too busy holding back my tears to do so.

He smiled at me and waved goodbye. However before leaving he looked at me in the eyes and brought his notepad out again. He wrote down something quickly - "Don't stress out too much". He handed me his notepad and pen, and all I could write was "I'll try". I made a promise to someone I didn't know, coming from God knows where, and I intend to keep it. This man made a difference in my life. I met someone randomly, for just 20 minutes, and it changed my outlook on life. I realised we're too busy. Too damn busy to realise life is passing us by. Too damn busy to realise we're surrounded by so many beautiful things. Too busy to socialise, to meet someone new.

I packed my things and caught a bus back home. I looked at the marina. I don't know how those in France look, but this one wasn't as half bad as I had thought.

Saturday, 21 September 2013

Why I need transparent lace-up boots.

I never believed in first sight until I encountered these boots. I was happily scrolling through Tumblr, until something changed my life. A photo of these boots. Now I'm obsessed.

Today is the day of Summer 2013, so I'm obviously thinking of all my lovely autumn and winter clothes - even though there's still a long time until I can wear them here in Malta. 
I love waking up to the sound of rain, until I realise that I need to get out of the house in what looks like the result of God's mighty wrath. My choice of shoes plays a crucial role on whether I'll be having a bad day or not. We all know how horrible wet socks feel. We've all been there. It sucks. Which is why I need these boots! I can practically wear them with any colour because they're well, transparent. Apart from that their rubber material makes them ideal rain shoes. 

I'm trying to convince myself I need these shoes by going on Polyvore and creating a multitude of possible outfits which include them. Here are my top three:

Raindrops keep falling on my head #2
This combination is perfect for a day of shopping in winter. It's comfortable and effortless. 
Raindrops keep falling on my head #3
A french-inspired outfit. I can totally see myself sipping coffee somewhere in this outfit. 

Raindrops keep falling on my head
The only thing I had in mind whilst creating this outfit was "Those long 8am-6pm days at uni". 

The only problem is that I haven't seen any in any store here in Malta. Even though I'm quite fond of online shopping, I'm not sure I'd like to order a pair online - my feet seem to shrink and expand on a daily basis.

What's your opinion regarding these shoes? Am I the only one thinking I can't go through this year without a pair?


Thursday, 19 September 2013

OOTD: colour me fun!

Well today marks an important day. As I mentioned in a post earlier this month, I had to sit for a crucial exam this September. Today I received my result, which was a great one indeed! This means I'm graduating next December YAY! Bring it on!

I spent the day celebrating my success by watching the Great Gatsby for the millionth time, treating myself to a gorgeous New Look shirt, and assisting my friend Francesca on her pursuit of finding a birthday outfit. I'm so glad the weather is less hot and humid lately. I seriously can't wait for winter. Anyway, this is what I wore today:

Hat: Top Shop
Top: Market
Satchel: Vintage
Jeans: Top Shop
Shoes: Peacocks

Wednesday, 18 September 2013

DIY: Am I Amelie yet?

As you might have noticed, one of my favourite places to hang out in Malta is Mdina. Apparently, I have this thing for narrow streets and walled cities. Anyway, yesterday I met my friend Kelly for some catching up over cappuccino and cake. I was really looking forward to wear my new dress, which took me QUITE a long time to make (I also needed mummy Boffa's intervention, whoops).
I also got a new haircut yesterday - actually I think this is the shortest my hair has ever been, especially at the back. My friend Kelly Dent was patient enough to snap a couple of amazing photos yesterday. I'm also sporting my new Nyx Lip Pencil - which is seriously one of the best purchases I've made this month. 




Monday, 16 September 2013

DIY: Bow ties!

My first attempt at sewing was a black and white striped bow tie. I'd been looking for one for quite a long time and never got down to actually buying one. Since I needed to test out my new sewing machine, I had to start off by something small and not too complicated. Anyway, after a few selfies on Instagram my friend asked me to sew some bow ties for him. Here are a couple of shots:

Ready for packaging


The materials chosen were lovely so I must admit choosing my favourite one was really difficult! I think my personal favourite is the plaid one - I'm currently lusting after plaid-y stuff. Which one do you like best?

Also, if you'd like to order any bow ties yourselves, don't hesitate to contact me either via my like page or by email!


Thursday, 12 September 2013

One month later

I don't know how nature does it, but sometimes time seems to go by faster than usual. Sometimes it happens when you're too busy to realise time is going by - I've found myself exclaiming at this fact quite often during the past year. Sometimes it happens when it's 3am and you've completely lost track of time and it's suddenly time to go home after a night out. However sometimes it happens because the days suddenly start merging into each other - not knowing where and when one day starts and where and when it ends. This happens when there's no clear distinction between day and night - endless days spent in bed staring at the ceiling, thinking. Maybe way too much.

This is how time goes by without your realising it. Days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months. Precisely, days turned into one month today. One very important month - one that changed my life. The wound eventually starts healing. Usually I would have refrained from using this metaphor, but I guess clichés are clichés because they're true. The wound stops being all bloody and messy and starts turning into a scar. Slowly the days become distinguishable. You manage to get up again. Slowly, and at your own pace.

I guess the only thing that makes a difference is the outcome of the tragedy. I finally started doing things that make me happier. I began distinguishing between what makes me happy and what and who doesn't - there is no in between. If something makes you feel better - then do it. I finally started sewing - something I've been wanting to do for ages. I read more, I write more, I go out more often. I think more - more positive thoughts. I drink more coffee, I eat more fruit. I treat myself more often. I listen to my favourite songs more often. I sing more. (because the acoustics in my new bathroom are better - I must admit)

I'm not saying I'm doing too well, however I'm doing better than I expected. And this is because I'm starting to listen to what I have to say. As a matter of fact, to hell with other people's opinions. Especially the irrelevant ones - everyone heals in a different way.


DIY: Losing my religion

 The worst thing about summer is that I cannot wear my trusty beanies when I wake up with a horrible hair day. This happens nearly everyday here in Malta in summer, because of all the humidity. Anyway, today I woke up with a bad hair day and decided to sew this turban as to  to hide the monstrosity under it. This was my first go at sewing turbans - in fact the version I wore this morning looked a little more raw. However I came home and tried to perfect it. What do you think?

I also suck at posing.

I'm also uploading way too many selfies - I'm sorry, I need models for my creations.


Wednesday, 11 September 2013

OOTD: Scooby doo, where are you?

Dungaree : Sewn by yours truly
Shirt: New Look
Bag: Vintage
Shoes: Peacocks
Sunglasses: Parfois

Having no wifi definitely has its perks. I put this dungaree together in a couple of hours; actually the night before I wore it. The print looks like something out of Scooby doo - which gives it a really playful feel. Also, I'm kind of obsessed with these kinds of overalls this summer. They're too comfortable.


Monday, 2 September 2013

This is the biggest day of your life

Bad things have this weird way of creeping up to you when you least expect it. A couple of weeks ago I blogged about how difficult it is to realize your parents are mortal, and somehow some days later I got to know how difficult it is to realize you'll never see one of your parents again.

I've spent entire summers watching Grey's Anatomy and can practically quote half of it by heart. In one particular episode, Izzie goes:

"You never know the biggest day of your life is the biggest day. Not until it's happening. You don't recognize the biggest day of your life, not until you're right in the middle of it. The day you commit to something or someone. The day you get your heart broken. The day you meet your soul mate. The day you realize there's not enough time, because you wanna live forever."

And I've always felt I could relate to Izzie here. Honestly, we always think the biggest days of our lives are marked with a red pen on our calendars - our birthdays, our graduation day, our wedding day. But things go wrong and plans don't work out, and suddenly you realize the biggest day of your life, the most life-changing day in your life is happening. And it's happening right now. It surprises you - and it's not always in the pleasant type of surprise.

So yes, it's perfectly okay to break-down.
There's plenty of time to be strong in the future.
However it's perfectly okay to realize that day is now over, and that it's time to face the changes it has brought with it. I've spent an entire year dreading tomorrow. I've spent the past couple of weeks thinking about the importance of tomorrow. 3rd September 2013. But I guess the only way to make this feeling disappear is to face tomorrow with plenty of courage and a few secret weapons. Tomorrow marks the day of a really crucial exam - however I know someone else will be sitting right next to me, holding my pen and guiding me - the same way this person guided me through life. 

My friend recently told me that all legends have had a difficult past, and it makes me feel better. It sets strong foundations for an incredible future. And as Meredith Grey would say:

“Some days the whole world seems upside down. And then somehow, and improbably, and when you least expect it, the world rights itself again.”

Also, if you don't watch Grey's Anatomy please do. It's amazing.



Friday, 9 August 2013

On growing up and becoming an adult

I'll never forget the sense of disgust that rushed through my body as soon as I realized I was growing up. I remember staring at the mirror and realizing my whole body was changing. I was no longer a child, I was now becoming slowly an adult. Changes were imminent. Huge changes.

Life would now be measured in numbers, not in moments. You'll start using that Algebra you never thought you'd ever use in your life - you can still eat that 300 kcal meal without gaining that extra pound. Your future will depend on a one-hour exam, on a 10-minute interview. Your future solely depends on those numbers. You'll start budgeting. Life is now measured according to how much money you've got. 1 hour of work = 1 bottle of wine. 3.5 hrs of work = x?

One night you're going to look at your parents and realize they're mortal. That will probably devastate you. You'll probably spend that night awake making sure they don't die that same night. You'll eventually get over it - not completely. You'll also realize your sibling stopped being your partner in crime, and that now you've got completely seperate lives. You'll struggle to keep a strong bond. You'll hopefully manage.

One night you'll realize that that alcohol you've considered as gross throughout your entire life is not that gross after all. Actually, mix it with some of your favourite soda and it's not bad at all. You'll drink more than you should. You'll get drunk and pretend it's not your first time. You'll throw up, and wake up with an insane hangover the following day - that will make you want to crawl back into your mother's womb. You'll eventually stop being such a lightweight and spend an entire fortune on alcohol because of this reason.

You're going to travel. There will be one time in particular in which you'll realize there's so much more to the world than your little home town. This will make you feel very claustrophobic. Hopefully not too much.

You're going to watch your friends from high school and college getting engaged and having a solid plan for the future. They'll probably change their facebook relationship status to 'engaged' whilst you're at home eating pizza alone on a Friday evening. You'll question your entire existence that night. You'll ask yourself whether you'll ever have a plan for the future when you're not even sure what you'd like to eat the following day. This thought will torment you for a long time. You'll eventually find something you're passionate about - don't settle for anything else before that happens.

You'll look back one day and realize you've grown up. You'll cry. You might even go up to your mother and tell her you don't want to grow up. She'll laugh at you and tell you that it eventually gets better. It does.

They'll tell you growing up is a trap. It's true. But once you're in it, might as well make the best out of it.


Sunday, 7 July 2013

DIY: Button up dress alteration

 A couple of days (or weeks?) ago I bought this HUGE button up dress from a charity shop. The dress was still new (with its label still stuck to it) but it did require some alterations since it was too big for me. I finally found some time to do some sewing alterations, and with the help of my very patient mother, I managed to fix this dress.

I TRIED to take some photos with my camera, but it really wouldn't cooperate and these are the only half-decent photos I managed to take. I hope they're enough to give you a rough idea of the dress...however I'll be featuring it in some OOTD soon :) 

I got frustrated with the outcome of the photos so I decided to take some horrible selfies instead. 
Well, better luck next time. Better luck next time.



Wednesday, 3 July 2013

OOTD: Paris Blues

Lately I've been so busy with being either sick or too tired to go out that I completely lost contact with some of my ex-course mates. Since my daily schedule is going to be quite busier as of tomorrow, meeting those people who shared with me some of the most depressing moments of my life was a real must.

We decided to meet at the Birgu Waterfront which is a place a tourist once described as Malta's own French Riviera. I LOVE visiting the restaurants and cafes situated here, since you literally meet all types of people. Today I unwillingly overheard a conversation between a couple of sailors and some people working on the luxurious yachts docked in this marina and I literally wanted to join one of the crews and sail around the world with them.

ANYWAY  The weather is quite hot however it's bearable which is REALLY uncommon during this time of year, and which makes choosing my outfits easier. Did I ever mention how much I hate summer clothes? Because well I really do. However I still think it's too hot to drink coffee which is why I had to resort to ICED coffee which is not that bad, but not as comforting as the traditional hot beverage. Here are some photos I took, including my OOTD.

Top: Zara
Skirt : New Look
Shoes : Shoemart/shoemark (I honestly have no idea which is the correct version)
Satchel: Pull and bear
Eiffel Tower Necklace: Accesorize
Sunglasses: Primark

I genuinely didn't realise my outfit was so Paris-themed until I completed my look. I guess I should take it as a sign that I REALLY NEED TO GO TO PARIS. Agreed?



Tuesday, 2 July 2013

DIY: Lilac and white dress

Wow that was a long hiatus.

But AT LAST I got through third year (and yes I'm still alive and kicking), I received my results yesterday which made me quite jubilant :)) ANYWAY, this means I can get back to blogging since those days spent at university looking like a troll are over.

One of the things I got to after finishing University was DIY, or rather sewing. I've been seeing some striped dresses on tumblr and pinterest for quite a while now, but never actually found something to purchase which was within my budget. One fine day my mother surprised me with a hefty piece of lilac and white fabric claiming she got it for just 2eu. The dresses I had been eyeing were sort of loose-ish at the waist -  I have absolutely no idea what they're called because I suck at terminology and all that. This dress was actually quite special because I literally sewed it from beginning to end - apart from the really tricky pieces (in that case, my mother took over the sewing process). I paired this dress with a small brown bag and brown brogues and my faithful gold statement necklace. I received a number of compliments which honestly made my night  :)

here's me looking totes cool with a drink in my hand!

So practically this dress cost me 2eu and an afternoon of sweat and work to make. Pretty much worth it aye?



Tuesday, 7 May 2013 jewels

As the majority of you might have noticed I'm quite fond of anything vintage. The problem with vintage-shopping, especially in Malta, is that you either have to scavenge through charity shops or bazaars to finally find something worth buying, or else you'd need to sell an arm and a leg for some proper vintage items. I guess this is what led to having stores sell vintage-inspired items, which obviously includes vintage jewellery. These items are usually quite cheaper and quite obviously more accessible. I love looking for new sources from where to buy vintage-inspired items, and a couple of days ago I came across MVINTAGE, an online vintage jewellery store.

What makes Mvintage stand out from the rest of the online stores I came across was definitely the quality of the items.  Krystle, the mind behind MVINTAGE stressed how important the quality of her items is. In fact all of the items sold are lead and nickel free.

Part of the collection
I'm a sucker for such details! Each item has the MVintage logo 

MVINTAGE is a combination of ready-made items as well as hand-crafted items which together create a collection that is "characterized by modern yet classy vintage designs, clean cuts and infusion of rich colour." (The description on their website hit the nail on its head - I couldn't not quote it)

I have to admit that my favourite items are definitely the statement necklaces - which happens to be my favourite jewellery item as you might have noticed in my photos. However I couldn't help falling in love with this chain bracelet which will probably feature in all of my OOTDs because if I could, I'd marry it. Seriously.

(photo courtesy of MVintage Facebook page)

MVINTAGE provides free shipping world-wide.

So get clicking! You can visit MVINTAGE here. I'd suggest you like their Facebook page as well for the latest updates regarding their collections. Happy shopping! :)


Monday, 29 April 2013

OOTD: Found myself in the city near Piccadilly

Well this isn't today's outfit but since I haven't uploaded it yet, I'm decided to do so today. This is the outfit I wore in London last Tuesday - the day we went to Oxford Street. I needed a comfortable outfit, but the main reason behind my choice of outfit was DEFINITELY because I wanted to wear my new River Island pinafore dress! This day also happened to be a horrible hair day so PLEASE DO EXCUSE MY HAIR. 

Denim Shirt - Vintage
White blouse - Vintage
Pinafore dress - River Island
Brogues - Market (PS:  I had to leave these behind because they got torn :'( ) 
Sunglasses - Parfois 
Satchel -Vintage 

I'm having post-holiday issues. Being back here is getting boring.


Valletta in B&W

Since I finished my thesis I've been looking for new opportunities to get out of the house, just to make up for all the time I spent sitting down at my desk looking at that bloody blinking cursor. Today I decided that it was time to take my Nikon out on a trip, and obviously I chose one of my favourite locations for photos : Valletta -Malta's capital city (For those of you who aren't quite sure where Malta is, let alone what Valletta is)  I didn't have much time since my route was diverted by mistake into some bookshop, in which I spent a fair amount of time buying more books I REALLY DON'T HAVE ANY TIME TO READ. 

I think Valletta possesses some sort of magic which charms locals and tourists alike. The thing I like mostly about Valletta is that once you leave the commercial side of it, you find yourself lost in another world - every building has its history to tell -  a mixture of cultural buildings, quaint cafes and restaurants filling its narrow side streets and alleys. I managed to take these photos just by walking up 2-3 streets. I hope you enjoy the following photos as much as I enjoyed taking them :)