We Wear: Heatwave essentials

Heat waves in Belgium really are the best. Sure, it's too hot to do anything other than lounging at or in a swimming pool/lake/your garden and clothes are just a necessary evil, which causes everybody to search for the most breezy garments. After a long work week, with only limited time spent playing in the sun, I was more than ready for the weekend. I vowed I wasn't gonna wear anything other than short shorts, bikinis, and shirts classified as 'not appropriate for the office'. The weekend was kick-started on Friday as I went swimming on my day off, followed by a barbecue and an open air party on what was apparently the hottest night EVER in Belgium. The next day was again meant for swimming, followed again by a barbecue and a walk to end the tiresome day(s), which explains my dime eyes in these pictures. On Sunday I did manage to go for a run, but afterwards I switched my running gear for a bikini and hung at in the garden all afternoon. In summary, the weekend was the perfect combination of party/relax, something only improved by the gracious appearance of the sun. 

Not only small eyes, but also fresh out of the shower wet hair and a general bored look on my face. Scratch the latter though, I was not at all bored, but just really, really satisfied. Onto the next heat wave. Please? 

  

 Currently listening to:

Death Cab for Cutie
Currently craving for (fashion wise or other):
A holiday

 

   

We Went: Rock Werchter 2015

Since I had taken so many pictures on the one day I attended the Rock Werchter festival, I thought I'd share some of them with you. Not in the very least because I REALLY liked my outfit - water melon top, hello? Also, I had such an incredibly fun day with my sisters: We shared more than a few laughs/beers, danced to Mumford and Sons, encountered a nice Confetti Boy who should date my sister. Too bad we don't know his name or anything, so if anybody knows a guy throwing around confetti at Rock Werchter, hit me up! (I will probably get killed for this) I was also extremely thrilled to watch Death Cab for Cutie perform once more. Watching Ben Gibbard give his best made me completely realize why I liked them so much in the past. I can't wait 'till November to go to their show at a more private and enclosed venue. 

Naturally I didn't take my decent camera with me, so all pictures are phone quality. But still, enjoy and submerge yourself in the hot Rock Werchter vibe! 

PS: You can catch a glimpse from my new tattoo, I'm so happy with it!

Hoegaarden Rosée for the win! 

This big blue bird is shitting on me

Sisters unite! 

Death Cab lovin'

Onto the next festival! Which festival will you guys attend this summer? 

We Wear: Pyjama pants (the real deal) and a rant (again).

No outfit today 'cause life brought some really sour lemons upon us the past few days and an outfit seems so trivial right about now. It's also basically too hot to really be wearing anything at all anyway.

But I did not want to leave you guys in the cold - although that would be quite hard to accomplish given the weather - so I'm posting this "I am doing this right now" thing. I am literally outside in my pyjama shorts, eating stracciatella ice cream, petting my cat, taking some Instax memories and my neighbour is mowing his lawn.  I could be upstairs on my "real" computer (I call the big one the real one) editing some pictures I took on Genk on Stage of The Scabs, but I think my hard drive has melted, and my brain will soon follow. Not just because of the heat, but because of all the things we had to process these past days. I'm sorry if I don't give a fuck right now about ootd's or your stupid whole page ad in our stupid meaningless advertising rip-off of a magazine. (I'm exaggerating to make myself feel better.) I know it's frustrating to read about something and not knowing the whole story, but this rant is all you're going to hear about it as it is not up to me to be telling more online. But I did had to vent a little bit so there you have it. There also are a lot of ants here and wasps eat our Bankirai garden furniture (it really is a thing, they are a menace). And I really don't care if you spell Bankirai with or without the capital but I like it better with SO I'M GONNA WRITE IT WITH.

I hope you enjoy these pictures as much as I enjoyed my ice cream.

P.S.: I do own a new pair of skinny jeans (by Cheap Monday) which I hope will remain black (although the tag reads is really dark blue, mindfuck much) but if I would wear them right now they would have to be surgically removed afterwards. So not the best idea at the moment, pyjama pants it is.

P.S.S. By the time I finished this post my neighbour also finished mowing his lawn. I now feel like we have a connection.

I never zoom and this is why.

We Wear: Tutu

There's (at least) one moment in my childhood that has created major trauma still surfacing today. That is the moment I as a stubborn eight year-old decided I wanted to take ballet class. I had friends doing the class already and they invited me to come and take a look. I was mesmerized during the entirety of the class - which says something as I am and always have been more of a doer than a bystander. Not that the ballet moves and dances were all that interesting for me, it was more about the glittering, soft pink tutus that were so incredibly eye-catching. After the class, we went home and I told my mom that my new hobby would be ballet. She wasn't a big fan - secretly, I think she wished for boys that would play soccer - not in the very least because she too noticed that I wasn't all that captivated by ballet in itself as I was by the outfits. The story ended quite dramatically in me not being allowed to take ballet class. 

Fast forward to around the year 2005-2006, where I finally slightly gave into that childhood craving of mine: I bought a tutu and my mom hated every bit of it. However, it still didn't quite feel right as it was a grey one and we all know tutus are supposed to be pink. 

And that brings me to the day of today. I finally found that dreamy, soft pink tutu and I couldn't be happier. Especially since it was quite a search. Imagine me browsing Amsterdam and stumbling upon a great but rather expensive tutu. I couldn't spend that much money on something that whimsical, so I had to say goodbye to it. I was absolute bummed and couldn't stop thinking about/searching for/nagging about a tutu (insert obsessive behavior) and all of a sudden, there it was: The dream, that proved to be perfect for channeling my inner Carrie at my grandma's 80th birthday party. 

PS: This shirt seems to be one of my new go-to's. 

 Currently listening to:

The offspring
Currently craving for (fashion wise or other):
Summer!

 

We Wear: Floral pants

Bijschrift toevoegen

I own these pants for three years now and I think I wore them equally as much. They have been in my "to sell"-pile multiple times but now, all of a sudden, I am hooked. The weather lately has been quite generous with the amount of sunshine and those tropical conditions were the main reason I chose these pants over my dreadfully hot skinny jeans. I needed breezy garment that was still work appropriate. Mission accomplished! I need more of these in my wardrobe, soon! I'm also on the lookout for the perfect pair of boyfriend jeans. I've tried one of Levis but I didn't like the fit very much. Made me feel like an obese midget again. So any recommendations?

My peeptoes are made completely out of leather and I bought them on sale (80% discount!) last summer at Urban Outfitters. I spend no more than 10 euros on these babies! Best sales item ever in my opinion. And best footwear during sunny days. My apologies for not having them portrayed better. I had one picture, but I didn't like it that much (sorry Lorenz).

Mango has really done it again with this top. Remember my black one I wore to death? Of course you don't. I'm sure this top will be a new go to item in my wardrobe. I can already tell you guys it also looks GREAT with skinny jeans. But I'll try to bring some variation in my outfits so I won't bore you guys to death.

These pictures were taken at a flax field not far from my boyfriend's place. We drove past and the whole field was blue, it was so pretty! When we drove past again later that day, the blue was gone, the flowers had closed. So I guess we had some perfect timing for picture taking. Yay!

I'm wearing:

Top: Mango

Pants: H&M (old)

Peeptoes: Urban Outfitters

Sunnies: Komono

Bag: Kling

Earrings: Gift

We Wear: The better you dress, the worse you can behave

Today's outfit consists of a collision of some new and some rather old favorites. New in are the Sternum necklace that I got for my birthday and immediately became lord and master of my jewellery cabinet, as well as the rose gold loafers (another birthday present) and the soft pink leather jacket. I may or may not have been dreaming about combining these together at a moment in time where I had none of them already in my possession. Old items consists of the Titi + The German Kid shirt I bought last year (SUCH a winner still) and the skirt that has a story all on its own. 

I bought the maxi skirt at a very budget store. For those of you who know me, I definitely AM a budget type of girl, so when I say very budget, well, all bets are off. I bought it at Wibra last year and as I have friends who don't want to be spotted carrying a plastic bag from that store, I can only assume what may be going through you minds. However, no shame, as it is lovely and of pretty decent quality. Although I have to admit that as of lately I'm rethinking the whole 'budget shopping' for both ethical reasons and sustainability issues. 

How about you, do you have a guilty pleasure/dirtly little secret store you like to spend time in? 

 Currently listening to:

Beach slang
Currently craving for (fashion wise or other):
The weekend!

We Wear: Chevron Chevalier

I am as much a chevalier as cheese is fat-free but I liked the sound of the alliteration. It can be no surprise that I am wearing my pistol boots again and Sofie did an excellent job of actually getting these on camera properly. This is an outfit I wore to a dinner party where I did not want to overdress but didn't want to fade away in a corner either. I have this chevron top since last summer and I think I have worn it twice. Tops. And now I don't understand why I didn't pick it out of the pile more often because it's really flattering combined with skinnies and heels. I think I found my answer there: I didn't own my pistol boots yet last summer and these are literally the only heels I can walk in.

So what do you do when you find a winning combination? Indeed, you wear it again. So when Sofie and I arranged to meet up yesterday, I already knew what I was going to wear. Also because I really wanted this outfit photographed so I basically burdened Sofie with that task.

When we walked back towards the car after a delicious dinner and some (less delicious) drinks, we decided to take some pictures on the "legendary" steps in Genk. Also known as the stairway to heaven which leads to the parking lot. It wasn't really noticable with the naked eye but the lighting there was so whimsical! It was dusk and there was still some light coming through from behind the buildings. It was like entering a different world through my camera. What do you mean, cheesy?