Going Gingham

Re-examinations, re-examinations... My hate for this word is growing with every exam I finish. You would think it'd be the other way around, but unfortunately it isn't. Waking up early and being tired when eating lunch. That was pretty much this week's recipe for one very tired and unproductive blogger (I'm feeling so sorry for that).

Even though traveling by train, which is why I had to wake up (very!) early, has made me lose lots of time, I did spend my time well. Besides trying not to fall asleep when reviewing my notes in the morning, I've spent most of my rides back home with trying to draw something. And this is what you'll find pretty weird, but I wished those rides took some more time. Apparently - and I'm not kidding- my drawing skills are better when using public transportation.

Unfortunately I didn't get to finish any of those drawings because I only get to focus like half an hour on my drawing. Well, I do get to sit on the train for an hour and fifteen minutes, but when 45 minutes have passed I realize I brought my sketch book with me. And that's one of the reasons why I never finish a drawing. Another reason is my fear of screwing it up and I'm sure I'm not the only one. Sometimes (read: every single time) when I draw something that looks good I think: Let's just keep it that way before, you know, making a mess out of it. This pretty much reminds me of Charlie Brown and Lisa Simpson... Perhaps I'm just like them but I just might not know it yet. 

I don't know if there are more people who do this, but before I start drawing I usually draw some lines. This is some kind of "warming-up" for my pencil. It's a way to make sure my lines won't be harsh or sharp when I start with the real deal - a cool kid'd say: "Really-o-deally-o." But I'm not cool so I'll just keep it with "real deal". Most of the time I tend to draw a gingham-like pattern and that's pretty much when I realized that this minimalist pattern is pretty interesting.

According to me this pattern is a pure classic which is why I just can't dislike it. Although it might be a classic, there are people who arent quite fond of it. My brother for example, I'm guessing he might, even though he's a fan of black gingham, associate it with a picnic cloth but he might not be the only one (I'm not a fan of red gingham; reminds me of the countryside).

And I've gotta be honest, pink gingham is to die for. If I'd find myself a bodysuit like the one underneath, I'm gonna buy it immediately! No kidding! This is yet again me giving in to the temptations of wearing girly stuff. Let's just hope this thing I've got with pink is just an affair and not some long term relationship. I know there might be some people thinking the same, and I'm guessing there are also some of you hoping for the opposite to happen (more pink?). Even though I might be firing with pink for a moment, but my heart will always belong to black.

Thank you, and take care.

Long time no write | The Pink Affair

Oh gosh, this sure feels pretty weird. After more than a year without writing a single word on this blog I've finally come back. It feels awkward yet good at the same time. Oh, how I've missed writing text in this huge white surface (only few may understand what I'm talking about). The only writing I did was in notebooks (how I adore notebooks). Well, reasons why I didn't blog at all the past year is because I tried to focus on my studies (like mommy told me). And I guess I focused too much on them because at a certain moment I just didn't feel inspired when it comes to fashion. It almost fell like I didn't know who I was or what I wanted to wear to tell people that this is me. After all, I've realized that I still may not know who I am and that's why I can still wear whatever I want. Cheers for being the eclectic me!

This month I found out something about myself lots of people wouldn't except from me or would even hate: I LOVE PINK! Yeah, I know. Strange, isn't it? I used to be a pink hater myself, but pink makes everything look so good (sorry to all the pink-haters who had to read that).  So yeah, I bought two pink jackets at Zara (where else?). And besides, it's not like they're Barbie-pink; one of them is salmon pink and the other one is soft pink. So nope, I won't be walking around like a brunette version of Barbie. I'll post some outfit pictures later on (I'm not quite sure when), because it's like 28 degrees over here (hot, hot, hot!). Wearing a coat is pretty much superfluous. For now I'll just keep it to this collage which is a tribute to my affair with the bubbly color of pink (there ain't no denying: everybody looks good in pink).

Before I leave I want to let you guys know that I'm pretty active on my Facebook-page. So if you want to you can just go ahead and like it if you want to see more of Not So French Fries. I post pictures everyday of things that inspire me and also a song for every day. You can find the page just by clicking here.

Thank you, and take care

And yes, I had to add the rollerskates. They're way too cool to not add them.