Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts

April 11, 2012

An Addams Cousin, a Bird and a Poem

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If you think this dress is weird, I don't blame you. What's more, I agree.

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But when I saw it, it reminded me of the Addams Family and how I used to love those films, and suddenly saw myself in the disguise of a long lost Addams cousin... Well, you get it! After a very very tireing week full of overtime work, it seemed like a good thing to wear, intriguing and menacing at the same time, as well as playful and girly.

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I put on owl earrings and a fascinator to match the rather interesting decoration of the dress, which looks like there's a dead bird stapled onto my chest.

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Wearing: dress from a Chinese shop, Promod boots, Calzedonia tights, H&M fascinator, 
Jojó Art Shop leather cuff, and I forgot where the clip-on earrings are from.

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It's the Day of Poetry today in Hungary, celebrating my favourite Hungarian poet's birthday. Whenever I start reading his poems, emotions well up within me with such force, they always blow me away. Attila József, I hope you're happy, wherever you are.

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Attila József: The Audit is Done

I've trusted always in myself, alone.
This hasn't cost me dear, for what I own
is absolutely nothing. Or at least
not more than it would cost a slaughtered beast.
I held my own in spite of fear and doubt -
I lived, I blended in, and I stood out.
I gave as good as they were giving me,
I paid with love when someone gave me free
and when a woman led me on and teased
I trusted her, why not? Let her be pleased!
I scrubbed the deck, I heaved the bucket rope,
to clever gents I played the stupid dope.
I paddled whirligigs, bread, paperbacks,
whatever sold, poems and almanacs.
To die in bed one day, that's what I hope,
not in a battle and not on a rope.
The audit's done. The facts are simply these:
I've lived - and people die of this disease.

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(Translated from the Hungarian by Peter Zollman,
in: 43 Poems by Attila József, Maecenas, Budapest, 2005.)

June 27, 2011

The Child Within

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I like style when it’s fun. When it’s playful and has a sense of humour, when it’s innocent and when it doesn’t take itself seriously. Just like a child.

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For me, letting my inner child coming out to play is not something infantile, naive, simple or sticky sweet – it’s rather honest, carefree and self-confident.

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It’s so important for me to be able to retain my ability to see the world as new, just like I did when I was a child. To find beauty in the smallest things, and to constantly look for it in places that grown-ups gave up long ago.

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When I feel grumpy, fed up, negative and tired, I try to see the world around me with new eyes. To wonder at the world is one sure way of pulling yourself out of many a dark place.

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Enjoy beauty in an around you and have fun in getting dressed! Have a beautiful week!

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What I wore: I bought the bird-ring at Museum Night last Friday, a night when all museums are open well into the night and host programs, concerts, shows… The Museum of Applied Art hosted a fair and that’s where I met my little bird.
Trouser-skirt: Promod, T-shirt: Zara, Shoes: Some boutique, Leggings and Sweater: Chinese Shop, Bracelet: A necklace from Brigitte Bijou maybe, Scarf: C&A.

June 20, 2011

Illustrated Shoot - Birds of a Feather






Wearing: Dress: H&M, Top thing: Second Hand, Shoes: Chinese Shop, Flowers: H&M, Earrings: Self-Made