There are three things that I highly dislike in myself:
1. The fact that I have not enough patience to master the art of cooking. I skip the 'unnecessary' steps, only to find out that they were indeed, very important, as my end product resembles something quite unidentifiable. Every time. Every. Fucking. Time.
3. I wish I was into art. I would love to be that person that paints on their rooftop; overlooking the sunset, taking classes and falling in love with some arty, indie muso; with dark hair and even darker eyes. I've probably been watching too many movie's, but that's kinda how it goes, right?
3. I wish I was more risk-taking in the beauty department. My biggest risks are whether I'll straighten or curl my hair; or what shade I'll dye my hair (with the exception of dyeing my hair three times in a row in Berlin...don't judge. It's Berlin). Anyways, after months of admiring trends from afar (I'm still needing to try out a dark lip colour; or experiment with my Ella Bache fake tan I bought months ago) I've decided that I want to dye my hair platinum. And this time it's going to happen.
Because I don't exactly want to be seventy, and dyeing my hair white-witch blonde, riiiighht? I won't be that cool.
Anyways, if I don't chicken out, expect photos! Unless it looks terrible, of which you can then expect my favourite hats and headscarfs of the season!
Au Revoir!