On murdering dolls and having birthday apple strudel

Two years. Today your blog is the birthday girl.  Birthday girl as it has been decided that my blog is femine. And I am feeling pretty proud though I can't say why. I guess it's because blogging can be really heavy. Keeping up the posts. Not neglecting the blog. IT IS HARD OK. Condoleances. No. Ok.  But it has been two years of expressing weird and vague feelings, and a lot of it  narcistic  too.  After all it's still a lot of talk about oneself and overdoing the caps. On the other hand the blog gave me an opportunity to be a part of so many wonderfull projects. SENTIMENTALITY. I said it before: a granny in a thirteen year old body.

My uncombed little sister Lotta in a state of concentration in front of the birthday Apple strudle.

Birthday crown. Inspired by the Hole song 'Doll Parts'.

I showed it to my sisters. Reaction:

Little Sister One: 'IBE YOU MURDERED THOSE DOLLS!'

Little Sister Two: 'That's art!'

Me: 'Erm. Thank you.'

Handmade crown.

White long sheer dressing gown is thrifted.

Butteryellow slip dress is also thrifted.

Black and white vintage Fratelli Rosseti shoes.

Candy bracelet -you can't see it on the picture-.

Bisou

Ibe

Birthday dresses and Cat ladies.

Thursday I went to the Oona PR Pressdays. I was again so much absorbed by the view and by all those nice people talking to me, that there was no time left for pictures - OMG OMG PARENTAL WARNING. AMATEUR BLOGGER.-

Lacquer. Loafers. Frillies - Frillies is Ibe's word for the tassel thingy on tassel shoes. And a green plant. Need I say more?! Brand: Essentiel.

Blouse. Cats. Balls of wools. Granny. CRAZY CAT LADY. I  tried to stay away from the Caps key but "no can do". And it reminds me of this (below) . And that is meant as a compliment. Brand: River Island.
                           

Rocks. Triangels. Brand: WOLF By Sofie Claes.

Yesterday it was - no, not Record store day.- my birthday. FINALLY TURNED THIRTEEN. PARTY TIMEZZZ. And here are also some details of my Birthday outfit.

Wedding dress from (I think?) the early fifties that I -All right my granny- shortened. Glitter heart sticker. Plastic bracelet from when I was a little girl. The plastic bracelet is thrifted and the doll heart necklace was handmade by yours sincerely.

Bisou,

Ibe

Vibes.

Okay so I need to take back my last post. It isn't spring. IT IS FALL. Cold. Wet. Fallish. Or something. Yesterday, I spent the whole day in my room reading and listening to my The Beach Boys LP, bare-legged. My  protest against this cold wheater. Rain is neat and cosy -BLANKET. HOT COCOA. BAD ALL-AGES MOVIES.- But not today.

Brown Flower dress is thrifted. Necklace is handmade. Red belt. Brown red clogs are also thrifted. I tried to dress like Jodie Foster in the seventies ( if she would have worn a dress).

LOOK SEVENTIES SKATER VIBEZZZZZZZ.

The Beach Boys - Pet Sounds LP is an early birthday present from a friend.
Look and the LP actually matching my shoes and dress! OH MY GOD.
No I like the LP very very much. The songs are superb and my sixties dancemoves are so much beter now that I own this one!