Life is Style
or: How to save himself with beautiful things the day.
Sometimes I feel like a cat that is at all what glitters and rumkullert.
I love all that is beautiful. No, not vile diamond rings and pieces of cloth but boring things that you own effectively.
I would venture to say that I have my notebook more than irgendsoeine rich Lady with purple tint in the white hair, her amethyst bracelet, cling to the arid their fingers.
What not to say that I generalize because jewelry - have my bracelet, which is probably almost as good as Said amethyst bracelet, me too. But only because it reminds me every follower of someone that I love you.
In any case, do you mean without Rumgeschwafel that you only have things in my eyes, if you've built up a relationship with them.
Well, now I'm drifting off to possession of beautiful things. But even if I my thread today can no longer crochet just really - it had a basis for the next part anyway be clarified. And anyway, I say what I want. Damn.
So, as all the wonderful things come into my possession?
As avowed design lover my attention is of course all things by KARE, Interio and Co. But just a candle or a glass to 5.95 by 3.25 Packerl makes napkins now actually fun and not at the previous paragraph to consider draw: it's not the actual owner micht but only for users.
When one can say of me, then, that so long I do not retreating from the things that I want that at some point sneaked the perfect opportunity comes and I have cold coffee and dry cake may be welcomed. Even if it is too late.
This is hot. At some point, you can make all a bargain. Take said Teelichtgläser to 5.95 by KARE. Yes it until a month ago, there have cost so much, indeed, they are now even in the KARE Outlet (actually a good place for bargain if you look closely). Only they cost there is still 2.95 per glass. Since the Mel laughs very loud and ignoble in his sleeve, because it has at Leiner's clearance in the SCS 4 get from these glasses at 1 €.
Yes - so this describes my observation of the market's preferences. And my luck of course. And it describes the history, this Tea light glasses and I have seen together.
If I had a giant rubber stamp with "owned" would, I'd pick him in this candle jars.
What a beautiful thing? Specifically, and with a red lace yarn.
So I babble now no more of things that really belong to me and my sentimental nonsense.
Beautiful things are things like my notebook, my Radiergummistift, my Federpennal, my desk lamp, my picture above the bed, the Eprovette with the bath balls in it, the mirror tiles in the hall. The bird tea light holder. The silver decorative stones. My favorite wrapping paper. The substance that I have sewn around the cable from the tables to . Hide My rug. The black sheet. My Giant Gary. My jewelry racks. Herbs in my kitchen window. My fruit bowl. My coffee maker. My washing-up brush (yes). I would rather listen to
before I now enumerate all the things from our apartment.
all those things, but they have not just emotional value, but also look wonderful still great. Yes.
And what, where, it was "save the day with?
The question should be answered yes eeeigentlich by itself. All these things save one day for being 'home'. These are the things to which I flee if things go wrong sometimes.
(Besides the point # 1 of course.)
home is where your \u0026lt;3 is.
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