picking up where I have left off

it's been a long time.. I know it is going to cost me everything to direct people back to my blog again -not that there were so many, but anyway-



I am at home, on my sofa. Really pathetic since I have my summer holiday for about 7-8 weeks, I am leaving for the Bahama's coming Monday, but what do I do? I GET ILL! Oh my god! I was so looking forward to going on my holiday; even being ill I can see myself lying by the sea or the pool, but I DREAD the flight,
I am lukcy anyway my parents are letting me come, we have been arguing lately, like.. not even funny. I developed the nasty habit of smoking which my parents discovered. eventhough I'm 16+ they disapprove of it -which I would do to if I was my parent- but I can't seem to kick it.


But guys, check this out;



















thát does NOT look like punishment, does it?
x N.





SOTD: No One Does It Like You - Department of Eagles


NOTE: haha, look a few posts down with all the pictures of people smoking, and look at what I wrote beneath! Guess I had better change it to I'm really sorry, mommy :)

there's something about smoking

but don't worry mommy... :)

x N.

Shoes.

today, i found out i already had this addiction to poetry. i often write myself, but i love reading even more.

Poetry is linked to so many things i believe: the way you speak, the way you think, maybe even the way you dress, the way you'd like to bring your thoughts into someone else's head.

my boyfriend once wrote me a poem. Boy, was that cute!


after all this profound talking about poetry and thoughts on life, a shallower aspect of life has to be present as well. Back to thé very point in life: Shoes.

Shoe [shoo]: An external covering for the human foot, usually of leather and consisting of a more or less stiff or heavy sole and a lighter upper part ending a short distance above, at, or below the ankle.


x N.
ps.: I'm going back to drawing, more serious this time. since "more serious" is going to take me more time, it'll be a big surprise when my first drawing(s) are ready for uploading. with my testweek coming it could be a little while...
pps. new music in the MUSIC FOR MY VICTIMS fascicule. also note the add at the top of the page

//photos: www.styleandthecity.com

let's move to a moroccan palace

i LOVE moroccan iteriors (and exteriors!) . i think i'll add some morcco-inspired details to my future NYC 'lofty penthouse' like Daria's
x N.

fall lovin'

yes yes, i don't know about your climate-situation, but summer is definitely over for me. But fall lovin' instead of the notorious summer lovin', to me, is a perfectly applicable subsitute.

especially when is comes to this beauty:

x N.
ps. will show my life-large pen collection(...yay) after tomorrows awfully boring day. the only thing i'm kind of curious about is studies outside my incredibly annoying little country

picture: Glamour NL

"who ís this boy?"... "í know him!"

thursday we're going to this stupid 'studiebeurs'-thing in Utrecht, already don't feel like it. just going to do something like: who can collect the greatest collection of different(!) pens, fun :')

and... a little boredom at math.
- sunglasses (Fay)
- black shirt (Topshop)
- black skirt (Topshop)
- black cardigan (ICHI)
- brown leather bag (Vintage)
x N.
ps. i think -since i lost my camera- i'm going to keep drawing these failure-pictures of daily outfits just to give an impression

picture: thecobrasnake.com
drawing: my own failure

i'm no good: vol.1

i am so totally addicted to bags -and more-
these are just a few favourites.

- Guitar Bag by Hogan
- "I'm not a plastic bag" by Anya Hindmarch
...and an amazing brown leather bag, carried by Serena in GG's episode A Thin Line Between Chuck and Nate

more addictions to come,
x N.

ps. must anybody know who designed this bag, please let me know