Ooh la la li

Saturday, June 2

The softest pair of shoes I wear to go up and down up and down the Reading Room

Friday, June 1

Woke up to a grey morning, but David danced the rain away

Thursday, May 31

Home. I'm coming home. Home is whenever I'm with you and you and you too.

My heart took a plane home and spent 10 days with my family and friends.

This is what happened.

Picked up my niece from school and helped her doing her homework. My other niece became 4 and is the one of the coolest kids I’ve met. My 6 month nephew is adorable and loves biting (vampire!).

Spent lazy afternoons in cafés outside reading, having ice-tea, or chatting to one of my best friends. Had lots of proseco with my sister and my sister-in-law. Ate a lot. A lot.

Watched lots of trash TV, the Kardashians, say yes to the (sometimes awful) dress and the bridesmaids too, the hoarders whose houses make me panic (I’m so happy I’m almost OCD when it comes to sorting – organizing – garbage), the scouted models (has any ever been signed with?), and more and more.

Had dinner with the twins, who I haven’t been with in more than 5 years (though I did have brief coffee with of them back in October). Spent a day on the beach and my face became a huge freckle. Had breakfast and brunch and dessert in some new places near Sintra.

Got shocked with the prices at Pensão do Amor. Saw Simão, Francisca and got the saddest news about Ranubi, the most adorable cat ever…

Had lots of pão de deus at Padaria Portuguesa. Went shopping. Bought a bag and 4 pair of shoes. Went to Liberty’s (American supermarket) and couldn’t stop talking about the 1kg pack of garlic croutons. Took a plane back to a sunny Brussels and spent 47 EUR on a taxi.

My camera stopped working on the 2^nd day. No pictures.

Sunday, May 20

Do you speak vintage?

Though I like going to vintage markets I always end up not getting anything... somehow I still find it a bit weird getting 2nd hand clothes (but I do like hand me downs from friends!). Maybe I'm just too snob? Hm.

These are some of the pictures my friend Francesca and I took when we went to the last vintage market held in Brussels - I was hoping to spend a rainy afternoon there but not even the expensive cupcakes were inviting.

Brussels does not know the real meaning of Summer, so why keep a fan when all you need is Winter coats, a wool scarf and nice gloves?

Barbie and Ken STAR TREK. My inner geek would have got it if it had been Barbie Star Wars. Or Yoda.

Why I would want this I don't know but I wish I had bought the golden one.

Friday, May 18

Uh hello sun!

My two cutsy neighbours a few days ago.

Thursday, May 17

Musée d'Ixelles :: Museum van Elsene

I live in Ixelles, which is a comune of Brussels. Two weeks ago I got an invitation on the post to come to the museum of my district for a glass of wine with our local governants. There were lots of people there and we ended up chatting with our downstairs neighbours, who are also "new residents". I wasn't very happy with the wine, but I was surprisingly impressed by the quality of the permanent collection, and the exhibition which is currenly on - a retrospective of the belle époque of Jules Chéret.

If you happen to be in Brussels you shouldn't miss it - unfortunately it's only on until next Sunday, 20th.

I want these two posters in my living room, please.

Or these lovely ballerinas. So pretty, pretty, pretty.

This is the sketch / study. Amazingly beautiful.

And then lots of posters featuring a circus theme.

I don't like circus, I don't. But I liked these posters a lot, and I wish my friend Sara had visited me so she could see the great lot of circus themed posters available.