Yes. That was almost a year of radio silence on the blog. A year. Ok, not entirely, because my last post was published in April 2018, but you get the gist. I could come up with a bunch of reasons for my absense, but truth […]
To those who asked and to those who were wondering why I have been a bit low key lately: I’m enjoying my life instead of proving I have one. I consciously decided to not broadcast every low or high in my life, and honestly: the best parts of my life don’t make it to social media anyway. I’ve said it before: There’s something more important than staying aesthetically consistent, and that is staying realistically present. Doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy sharing some of the highlights of my personal life though ;)
It’s on my snowboard that I feel most alive. Nothing low key about that. Actually, it’s quite a dramatic statement to make, but I swear it’s true. It’s the combination of the crisp mountain air, the most amazing views and the utter sense of futility. I found out I feel great comfort in the discomfort I sometimes feel when carving down the slopes a tiny bit faster than I thought I would and dare to admit that even the pain after crashing is somewhat enjoyable, as long as I know it was because I tried to go a little faster/aim a little higher/do something more difficult than I did the day before. Anyway, those who follow me on Instagram know that I’m a huge sports freak in general, but many of you probably didn’t know about my love for the snowboarding, so I’m taking this opportunity to share some snippets of my trip to Austria last week. Consider it a visual diary :)
And that awesome car? Did my trusty old Amsterdam bike get an upgrade? Unfortunately it didn’t, but Nissan kindly enough loaned me their Nissan Qashqai for the week and I couldn’t be more excited. The New Nissan Qashqai combines stunning looks with efficient aerodynamics, allowing us to enjoy city driving at its best, but with enough space to store our snowboards and luggage for four people this luxurious blue friend made our trip to the mountains a whole lot more pleasant as well.
Nostalgia. A wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home or homeland, or to one’s family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time.
It happens to me occasionally, that I long for the past. For moments that I’d want to relive. Good times, but also times that have felt less fortunate. Times that have been, or perhaps might have been. Many times these feelings are being triggered by something else. For instance; that feeling that you can get when looking at old high school pictures. I remember that at that time I never really felt good about myself or my body. It saddens me a little bit that I spent so much time worrying about my appearance that I wasn’t able to see my own loveliness. Or that feeling that you can get when visiting the town you grew up in. When I visit the north of our country (which, I have to admit, I don’t do very often), I can’t help myself but to look back to the great childhood I’ve had there with my parents, my younger brother, my friends (some of which I still see). To the first time I was able to ride a bike without training wheels. The first time I was allowed to go to the swimming pool by myself (years later my mom told me she followed me the first time, because I had to cross a busy street and she wanted to be sure I was safe). The first time I fell in love. Or the first time I thought I did. The many hours I spent on the pitch (I played korfball for 20 years, Google that ;)). The many hours I spent playing in the park. The many hours I spent studying in my attic room.
Looking back at these pictures also triggers nostalgic feelings. Not because they were taken in the Frisian village I grew up in (on the contrary, they were taken just around the corner of the office I spent many hours a week in), but because I came to realise that my sense of style hasn’t really evolved since my younger years (same for the surroundings: on the pitch or bleachers next to it ;)). I’ve always had this thing with chunky boots, loose jeans, striped tops and leather jacket. In short: I’ve always had this things with basics. Classics, as you wish. It puts a smile on my face. And I’m pretty sure that will never change.
Like my boots? The Fashionchick Shopping Days are coming up; for this post I teamed up with Fashionchick to let you know that you’ll get 20% off at Van den Assem – where I got my boots – as well during the weekend of 28th/29th October. Happy shopping! :)