Ik zat vandaag op de trein. Lekker warm. Want buiten was het één van de koudste dagen van deze winter. Temperaturen onder nul. We glijden voorbij de achterzijden van de eerste Brusselse huizen. Eens Brussel binnengekomen zie ik iets vreemds. Een waslijn met een horde aan gekleurde t-shirts. Gek, denk ik, om bij deze temperaturen je was te drogen te hangen. Elke t-shirt wordt een statisch en stijve vlag in de wind die weigert te wapperen. Dan zie ik het. Een vierkanten constructie. Een bijeenraapsel van dozen en plastiek. Vier muren en een dak.
Nu weet ik waarom. Wanneer er niet genoeg binnen aan een huis is moet het buiten. De was buiten. De koude binnen. De deur altijd open. Was het buiten maar warm en binnen koud. De wereld binnenstebuiten gekeerd als een warme trui met fleece binnenin. Dan was er plaats genoeg, en iedereen in de huislijke warmte, altijd en overal.
People often don’t know I have this blog. It’s only when I tell them or when they see my posts through social media that they know. It seems weird to me, seeing as to me it’s a relatively big part of my daily life. I’m always surprised the word “hobby blogger” isn’t written on my forehead somehow. But anyways, I love to blog and here’s why.
Firstly, writing is my number one creative outlet. I love to juggle with words and to carefully consider what to put where. I love that you can rearrange and change your mind. My blog is a space that allows me te be or do whatever I want to. It could be poetry one day, it can be a lifestyle or fashion related items the next. My mood constantly changes and I thoroughly enjoy that my blog can change with me.
Secondly, it’s a fantastic way to look back on things. Sometimes when I’m not really feeling it, I scroll through my own Instagram and blog and think: wow, I’ve done so much in the past few months or years. I’m always stunned at how many good moments there have been. It’s a great way to keep those memories safely stowed and always at hand to cheer me up.
Finally, this blog gives me a platform to straighten my thoughts, to make lists, to get out there what I feel needs to be heard or simply be said, whether it’s being read or not. It’s how I structure the dreamy, emotional and creative part of my brain. What’s even better is that this part gets to interact with people; there’s nothing more fun than seeing someone like or reblog a post and reply to comments. It’s the best feeling to see that a blog post doesn’t just end with the reader, it’s only the starting point of a discussion.
So, that’s why I blog. No matter the time or effort, I’m determined to keep this blog going and I’m excited to see how it evolves as I grow.
I like to get inspired by looking atillustrations, fashion outfits, DIY tricks, last make-up trends and dreamy interiors on Pinterest. There’s nothing I like more than creating a board that hold everything I want my future house to look like or making up lists of things that I feel are missing from my closet or make-up collection. I feel like it’s the app that allow you to dream.
As a book lover and list maker this app is a dream come true. It allows you to divide your book world in 3 different categories: Want to read ( a very long list), Have read, and Currently reading. I love this, because when I’ve finished a book, I can just check my ‘Want to read’ list and choose one that fits my mood. It’s also great to get inspired by friends and family because you can follow them and see what they’re reading and loving.
I discovered this app a few years ago and have been using it every since. The app allows you to print photo’s and polaroids, make albums and wall decorations, but what I use the app most for is to send postcards! Whenever I’m travelling, I know my friends and family love a good old-fashioned post card, but I absolutely hate the hassle of buying the card, find stamps somewhere, finding a mail box, etcetera, etcetera. By the time you’ve done all that, you no longer feel like writing a long, elaborate description on the card and all it will say is “Sunny greetings”. No, this method is absolutely hassle-free: you pick a photo on your phone (so it’s personalised!), you add the text, add the address and your credit details and for only 2 euros, the card is sent. And the good news is, it only takes a little less than a week to get to its destination.
Whenever I’m on the train or tram and I’m too tired to read or I want to decompress from work, I get out the Calm app. It’s a meditation app that allows medidation from 3 minutes up to half an hour. So really, it doesn’t take up much time and it can make a world of difference in your mindset. You can choose different sounds and background that you find relaxing.
When it comes to financial organisation, I like doing things quick and efficiently. It’s how I pay all our bills. This app (or any other bank’s app, probably) helps do just that! It’s also really handy when you’re in store somewhere and you realise you don’t have enough money on your account and you can transfer money while you’re waiting in line. Aaah, the ease.
I find it really hard in a new city or country to know where the good places are to have a bite to eat or have a good piece of pie (you know me), but this app usually manages to find exactly what I’m looking for. The photo’s and ratings by other people are really handy to know what kind of place you’ve got on your hands. I know most people sometimes use a travel guide or tips and tricks from TripAdvisor or friends and family, but this app is really handy when you’re hungry RIGHT NOW, and you don’t want to be taking a bus across town, because it works with gps. Can you tell I get hangry sometimes? :) Foursquare is a good alternative too.
The shameless singing of the man putting away his bike makes me cheerful. I smile as I walk by because when is anyone ever not conscious of what others think? I sure am not a lot of the time. He is completely unaware of his surroundings, of the funny looks he’s given, of the questions people ask. He is in the moment. And I love it. To do what you love and enjoy without external judgment. Or perhaps with external judgement but without paying any attention to it and saving energy for happier thoughts. I admire you, big bellowing man. I am in envy of how you just don’t give a damn. I wish more people would be like you. Including me.