I am used to feeling worthy only when I am productive, when I work a lot, and for as long I can remember, since I changed my country for the first time, all I knew was work. I love working, have never said no to job calls, and I always measured my self-worth with the amount of work I am getting done. But for a while now things have been different; after living through the first year of a pandemic, there has been a carousel of emotions and states of mind, and the work side of things has definitely not been the same ...
Seeing people dressed in trench coats on the streets inspires me, maybe more than other pieces of clothing, for my brain somehow always associates the silhouette with cinema scenes. There are a few great movies that showcase the classic trench and I’d like to share a few of my favourites.
Winter is challenging, both psychologically and physically. There are endless days of rain and freezing cold. I personally feel a lack of sun and light, and fresh air, since we are followed everywhere these days by the mask rule ...
The past few days I’ve been enjoying a slower rhythm of life: some time with friends and the empty and rainy streets of Paris. I’ve also been particularly enjoying American author, Fran Lebowitz, in the series Pretend It's a City, biographical documentary created in collaboration with filmmaker Martin Scorsese. The series captivates―not only with her wit and way with words―but with the bond between her and Scorsese, talking and laughing together on the streets of New York. And I’ve also become very fond of her style and endlessly inspired by it, especially by her choice of her blazers.
IT TOOK THREE separate home deliveries of puffy winter coats to finally find the right one and it was of course, the warmest one I could find, for it looks like it might be a very long cold winter. The final selection, was not, however, a quilted one, as the quilted one I really liked was forever out of stock ...
These past few days I walked into the November sunset, into a marvelous light that bewitches, for Paris has a certain energy, an energy that feels like being plugged in to electricity. Here, you don’t have to go to a special place to find beauty. Look around wherever you are and you will see it: the parcs; the libraries and museums—but mostly on the streets.
RECENTLY ORDERED A new chunky cable knit sweater and it's the warmest, cosiest thing. In fact, if it were not for cosy jumpers and crackling cottage fires, autumn would be nearly unbearable with its damp, cloudy days, bare branches after all the leaves have fallen, and inevitable end in winter ...
These days I am more aware of the time passing by than I have ever been before. I had the impression that yesterday was Monday, but it’s already the end of the week, and time is so fleeting. The only constant these days is how much time I have been devoting to taking care of myself. It has become part of the routine to mask and to take the time to apply all the creams and serums ...