The past few weeks I took my first steps in the sustainable fashion world. First impression: how in the *@^(^$ does this work, where do I start with learning about it?! There is SO much I don’t know. A lot going on, experts writing books and giving talks, from a thousand different visions and angles. And I don’t know a thing. I don’t even know how normal clothing lines are being produced, how the traditional fashion industry operates, let alone sustainable clothes.
There is a whole unexplored world lying at my feet, and it excites me as much as it scares me. So what the heck, I just take the leap and start. Start by reading, talking, writing about it with people who know a thing or two. With experts in the field and with newcomers. First (big) book on my reading list? The Sustainable Fashion Handbook by Sandy Black - amazing if you ask me.
Exactly like the one pictured above (the thing in the middle). Let me debunk some myths for you. Pregnancy is not always a time of sole pure bliss. Of longing for your little one. Neither of feeling pretty or just continuing your daily business for nine months until you can give birth covered in rays of sunlight. Although, in my case the last part might happen. May, you know, there is a chance that might happen…
So, about that frog thing. Your body immediately starts to change when you get pregnant. That’s also the way I noticed that this was not a normal delayed period, but some new adventure my body was readying itself for. Fun! Right? Think again.
Shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize 2014, a review in the New York Times Book Review stating that this is “a novel so readably juicy and surreptitiously smart, it deserves all the attention it can get”, and a quote by one of my favorite authors, Ruth Ozeki, saying “it’s been years since I’ve felt so passionate about a book”. I hope you can understand that there was no way in which I could walk away from the bookstore without buying We are all completely beside ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler. And this book also provides me with a new experiment. Writing a review without revealing the plot. Challenging, since the plot starts being revealed from page 77 onwards, continuing until the book ends on page 308. So, here we go…
Because this TED talk made me so excited that I told my whole office about it in awe. This is how we should keep on sparking creativity.
Is there an unwritten rule somewhere that tells us humans to stop promoting imagination and creativity somewhere around the age of 16? Or maybe earlier? Is there a moment in life where we expect people to be grown ups, meaning to stop using imagination and start acting just ‘normal’. To fit in and stop expecting miracles to happen, secret doors to open, whales to become our pets? Because I intent to find that moment, and fight it. In retrospect for myself, but mostly for generations to come. Imagination and creativity are essential parts that make us human, I believe. They enrich our lives and broaden our horizons. They are a gift that should be cherished instead of demolished. So please, take a moment to listen to this TED talk. If you’ve only got a couple of minutes I suggest you start at 11:50. Make sure to keep on watching until the end.
So, what about you and your creativity? Did this TED talk inspire you as much as it inspired me?
So, I dissapeared off the face of the earth for quite a while. To say that the past few months were life changing would almost feel like an understatement. Because man, things got turned upside down for real.
All was running smoothly and I was busy planning some new projects of my own, thinking about travelling Europe for maybe even up to six months together with my BF and definitely enjoying life. Until suddenly I got sick. Not sick-sick, but a kind of sick that I’d never experienced before. Like a mix of growth pains because of puberty and sickness in the morning. Well, does that ring a bell? Not with me, initially. I must have had my head buried in the ground or something. Because hello, a few days later I had the unavoidable positive pregnancy test in my hands…
Today I have a confession to make. It will probably make you think less of me. But I’ll take that risk. It just feels good to let it all out…
I never got my driver license.
OMG say what now?! You immature thing.
My parents didn’t promote it (although dad, sorry but me not smoking until I was 18 should have landed me those paid driving lessons right?!), and I never felt the need. Being such a city kinda gal it never seemed necessary to own a car, let alone drive one. First of all, where to park the damn thing? Second; I’m Dutch, duh, I take my bike to go places. Third, to make my point even clearer; money, you guys. Owning a car can get pretty expensive. Oh and last but not least, I’ve had the luxury of having my own chauffeur, thank you boyfriend for driving me around for the first 3 years we were together, and I’m still sorry you had to send the car to the graveyard…And I’ll forgive you for not buying a new one… Continue Reading →
I know you have felt this at least once in your life. Everyone has. Being so impressed by a persons’ stories or work, that you’re scared of meeting them in real life, of talking to them. You want to go up to the person, say some nice words, maybe even ask a question, but the words just don’t come out of your mouth.So you just stand there looking foolish. Now what? You ask yourself: why?!
Guys, let me tell you this, I recently turned 26 years old and think I have discovered the holy grail. The solution to this problem that keeps us from having meaningful interactions with people we admire. Get ready for this (and bow down bitches and stuff, because this might truly be life-changing, you can thank me later, or immediately just below this post. You know the drill):
Maybe they have a cat
It’s all you need to relax those vocal chords for a real conversation, promise. They might have a cat. What would it be named? Would they pet him coming home after a long days work? Will the cat wake them up every day? How would the cat make them feel? You don’t even need to be a cat-lady to make this work for you. The key to this story is: we are all human (I’ve wrote about that before, yes) and we all go home (at least, hopefully we do sometimes) and lay our limbs to rest on the couch. And preferably, with something cute to cuddle. Ah yes, that’s where that cat comes in. That visualisation makes all your idols suddenly human, now doesn’t it? Guess what, that’s because they are.
That moment you realize another year has passed by. Evaluate what happened. What didn’t. What stayed the same and all that changed. Life is a gift, that I remember every year when it’s my birthday. I got to live another one. Last thursday was the day I turned 26. And I feel a bit old now, even though my grandpa assured me I’ve just come into this world and don’t yet know half of it. I guess I believe him.
Real humans. Sometimes I feel it is difficult to find them. Surrounded by aggressive media-outlets. By websites pushing the latest fashion statements and beauty products. Business stories about the extremely succesfull, or the extremely loud. Newspapers spreading only the ‘worthy’ stories. Is that what we are? Always bombarded from the outside. What about inside? How to give meaning to life? What is the meaning of life? Is there?