I read something the other day (and have since the lost the source) that reminded me of my dear, dear, friends Sheela and Amy. The two of them like to orchestrate crazy photo sessions that really make me laugh.
“They like to take photographs to capture fun times and moments to remember. Often they would sit and ponder those moments and things and the people who fade in and out of their worlds. Some people stay for long moments and others not so. But still, they all leave an impression.
They giggle when they think of moments long ago, fun moments, kid moments, silly ridiculous moments. All captured in pictures. They transport them to those care free times.
I have a small fear of ‘stuff’. And the word ‘collecting’ fills me with dread. I am more than happy to collect memories but I don’t want to collect ‘stuff’.
I think this fear of ‘stuff’ stems from:
1) Having a mother who will NEVER throw anything out.
2) Living in a teensy flat and therefore having no room for said ‘stuff’.
3) Caring about the environment and therefore worrying about how much water and energy it takes to produce ‘stuff”.
A website I used to love, Apartment Therapy, did a week of ‘bad collections’ earlier this year. It profiled the bedrooms of people who have seriously tacky collections. Things like Pez dispensers, number plates, etc. It disturbed me so much that I unsubscribed to the site! But I’ve recently seen some really nice collections that I thought I’d post here.
If I was going to start collecting anything, it would be one of the items below:
I don’t know when it happened. Probably at the point I grew up a bit. But I am now a quote person. And I have been for awhile.
I used to think the quotes and little life mantras that I’d stumble across were naff/cheesy/know it all -esque. But now I read them and find that so many resonate. Here are a few of my favourites. Click through each one to read easily.
In the blog world, people seem to be quite obsessed with Paris. Almost every blogger I follow has raved about Paris at some point in time. In the real world, people are obsessed with Paris too. Everyone thinks it’s the most amazingly, romantic city – the most beautiful in the all the world. And I don’t think any city has been more photographed.
There’s lots of cool things about Paris. The eiffel tower is fun. Sacré-Coeur is beautiful. Montmartre and St Germain are gorgeous and lovely. And they have fabulous croissants and cheese.
But I’d like to put it out there that I think Brussels is even more beautiful. For me, the Grand Place at the centre of town is just spectacular! It’s such a wonderful mix of artistic and architectural styles, both gothic and baroque. The cathedral is stunning, especially when it’s lit up at night. And any city that’s famous for a manequin peeing is going to score points with me!
Plus the food alone is worth going for. We’re talking Moules et Frites, people! Plus waffles and chocolates on every corner.
Moules + frites with mayo!
One of many chocolate shops = bliss out
The gorgeous grand place
The Manneken Pis
I don’t have any yearnings to go back to Paris really. But Brussels? I dream of returning…