Today I was fast to change my profile pic, post a pic or two - and then - one hour later, I dont feel like continuing posting stuff there. Haha. It's like when I change my blogdesign (or hair colour)!
"Aaw, that is SO pretty!" - few days later - "What was I thinking?"
And doing all that on a tiny screen? I think not! I love my huge computer screen. But here I can't use Instagram properly.
And apparently, on occasions, I really do like writing down my thoughts about things *coughs*
I might just continue here, with my new food journal... maybe. Time will tell.
Anywho! Today I baked focaccia - Paleo style :) It was pretty good! Not as good as bread of course, but this is still day 1 with Paleo, I will probably taste like heaven in a few weeks without bread. ;D
Aw, and I can't copy my pics from Instagram to here. Awesome.
Here's a link to my pic, or my Instagram, who knows... https://instagram.com/winterzmoon/
While I still feel like blogging, I want to complain a little about ...myself.
It's about my "style". I don't have a style. I have many. But noone of them shows on the outside.
I just use whatever is clean. It's not pretty. I don't do make-up anymore. I don't care.
(Well, a little maybe, when I need to dwell among others.)
A big part of this is my weight I think. I'm not happy with the way I look. But nevermind that.
I mean the thoughts that move around in my head.
- During the day: "Ooh, black hair, red lipstick, black boots & a nice black coat for Autumn! YES! And that foggy, dark weather <3 Or the sun on the orange leaves! The warm tea in my huge mug. Legwarmers & slippers! HALLOWEEN! I want it NOW! "
- That same night: "Aaw, but I really like having light hair... or do I? What if I bleach it, it's summer and all. And I really like those earthy tone colours... Aah, nature. Living in my dream cabin! Running around barefoot with loong, blonde hair!"
When I windowshop or look online, I fall for both type or "styles" I mentioned above.
What the hell should a lady do with that? Lady, what a beautiful word. Anyway...
Without wanting to, I think that "If I move to a cabin in the woods, I wont care to dress properly, or put make-up on, or colour my hair etc.".
Therefor I can't decide on hair colour today - What if I go dark, then move to a cabin in the woods and start living more close to nature etc. I can't have dark hair then, or dress nicely, I need to look like I "belong" to that home... Ugh, I sound like a moron! Right?
Obsessive freaking thoughts! I think I think too much. I got too much spare time! Right? RIGHT?
You know what I really think? That summer is EVIL! It's messing with my mind! xD
I'm such a talanted Paint-artist.