La vie en rose Paris - Saturday

We got up early on saturday to have enough time to shower, dress up and get ready for the event. Everything went perfectly, till we went outside of our appartment. It was a beautiful moring and the sun was shining but the air was so wet. When we arrived at the metro most of our curls were gone.
Leo then later dared to ask whether we didn't wanted to do curls. But still, we looked very awesome that day. Just like everyone elese.

Obligatory selfie

We had VIP tickets as there was a viennoiserie buffet starting at 10. We hoped for more. There were only 4 kinds of pastries: croissants, some kind of milk roll, choclate rolls and "puddingschnecken". Most was sweet except of the croissants, there were great. So we ate us through the buffet, For vegans there were also fruits, three whole plates with apples, peras, grapes, strawberrys, oranges and eben a whole kiwi! Like we expected nobody ate that one.
To drink there was coffee and fresh orange or grapefruit juice. Unfortunately I noticed to late that I wanted a coffee and the orange juice was quickly gone when the event regulary started at 11. But it was really good.
With the VIP tickets we also got a small goodie bag. This was a jute bag in pink or dark pink, I got one in pink... but nervermind,with little gifts in it. There were postcards in it, a little heartshaped button with the eifel tower and the name of the event on it and a bow for the hair. My bow was a dusty pink while Natalies was beige. Just what we wanted!

The venue was in the basement of the hotel so there was no daylight which was a bit sad. There were many stalls with great clothes, acessoires and other stuff. But we quickly got through everything. Only the stall of the lolita shop in Utrecht got our attention more than one time as the continoisly added new stuff. I also saw a dress from summer tale botique which I really liked.
There were so many lolitas and mostly lolitas. The oraganizers came in diffrent styles and there were also one or two others not wearing lolita. But it was still great. Like I said, everyone looked so good that day. You could look around and never finish seeing stunning outfits.
Sure on those events everything could be a bit over the top. But the mix of every style was the best about the event.

The stage programm was  mainly Q&A panels and fashions shows. You could barely understand the Q&As as it was a bit too loud in the venue. So we skipped this programm and went for the bathroom.
Who thinks this was also boring, is wrong. It was awesome!

Each sink had it's own little mirror

We enetered a dream of gold, mirrors and marmor. The room was round with the sinks in the middel and around it mirrors everywhere. The toiletts were hidden in corners between the mirros and eben theirs doors where weakly mirrored. It was very confusing. But beautiful!
While Natalie did her hair, I had time for mirror selfies.

managed to get the angle right

My outfit this day

We later went to the the fashion show. It was cool to see the diffrent styles and interpretations of fashion. 

Later there was also a fashion show from tripple frotune and BBTSB and AatP. The tripple frotune part was pretty. But I don't know what they like about corsages. They are uncomfortable and nothing for everyday wear.

BBTSB and AatP was boring. You knew most of the design and the others weren't that impressive. 

Before the event closed there was a big raffle were you could win princes that were donated by diffrent brands. Therefore numbers were drawn that corresponded to the ticket number.

Valentine Tickets had a higher chanche to win. If somebody told me before, I would have gotten a valentines ticket.

We ended up winning nothing and some valentines two times. That was a bit disappointing. But nevermind. We still had fun at the event and I'm happy for all that got really excited about winning something.

The only thing that was annoying was that they called out the winning numbers frist in french then they tried it in English. You could barely understand the English. Sometimes there were several moments before they called it out in English. I understand some French but I don't understand numbers when someones yelling them really fast. And just because the event was in France doesn't mean everyone understands it perfectly. But they tried and in the end everyone understood what number it was.

After the event we wanted to go to the supermarket but were even more exhausted than the day before. As I layed down for a rest I just fell asleep. 

We got up later that evening far too late for the supermarket and watched French TV. 

One episode of the simpsons in Frech and afterwards an american "documentation" series about paranormal events and ghosts. During the second episode Natalie pointed out that the ghost may just didn't liked the new color of the wall. This was the point were we stared to joke around what it was like if every house had its own house ghost, You would have to ask your ghost in advance when you want to repaint the walls or buy new furniture. When friends come over you have to inform your house ghost first or when you move in with someone.

And what about the house ghost when your living in an appartment house? Does the ghost sit in the entrance hall watching everyone going in and out? What does he do all day? Calculating the water and electricity bills? 

Questions over questions. I will have to wirte a short story about it some day. That could be a really funny story.

Japanese street fasion event in Paris "La vie en rose" - Friday

Though I have exams to write at the moment, in november my friend Natalie and me decieded to go to Paris this weekend for "La vie en rose", an event for japanese street fashion, that also includes lolita fashion. Or should I say almost only lolita fashion? But I should start at the beginning.

Friday

As the event was going to be on saturday we went to Paris on friday by Thalys. As the only train departing from Essen and not Cologne was around 5:30 I persuded Natalie to take the train departing two hours later. As I didn't wanted to begin the day stressed because I would had to get up really early.
So we just had to go to Cologne with the normal trains. That was what I thought.
But the Deutsche Bahn decieded to get me stressed as hell by just decieding to completly cancel the train from my hometown to Cologne and leaving me no other choise than to take the car to be there on time. Thank you Deutsche Bahn. I love when this happens...
I never expected them to just cancel the train as there are so many people travel to work by train. But that's my hometown: it isn't important enough to have trains that actually are on time or even depart.
So I quickly got into the car and drove to Cologne. 40 Minutes left lane. Luckily there weren't that many cars on the highway at that time and I managed to be there about 10 minutes before the train departured. The journey was about to begin.

In thalys you get the seat reservation with your ticket (not like Deutsche Bahn, die Penner).  But I was very disappointed that there had only been a half of a window next to my seat.

Only half of a window :(

But the drive was good. Natalie took so much to eat with her that I survived the three and a half hours. I wanted to buy something at Cologne train station but as I was late, we rather wanted to get the train than buy me some food.
The train goes from Cologne to Aachen, then trought Beligium to Paris. We both expected Beligium to be more like the Netherlands with tiny houses. Everything was more like in France. There were old houses, that looked really old, as there had been done nothing on the front for too many years and among them big office biuldng with fronts made of glass. It was a strange view.

We arrived in Paris on time. But there was the next problem: I only knew the street where our appartment was, not the number. I knew it had to be on the beginning of the street but not which side. And it was raining. But I had an umbrella with me.
We met up with Leo at the train station and headed to the street where our appartment was supposed to be. Unluckly I decieded to take the wrong side.
As a helpful man, opened us the door of house number 2, we knew this was the wrong house, as on the door bells inside there wasn't the name of our hirer.
Yes, in Paris the door bells aren't outside the building, you have to go in there to ring! On the front door theres only a little numeric keypad, where you have to enter the right code to get in. On every single house! French...

So we switched sides to the number 3 where you could see the door bells tough the window. As we didn't knew the code we were lucky that a family living there arrived by the time and let us in, so we could ring.
Despite of our terrible french, the hirer came down. He was an old man, and was very confused at the beginning, but when he checked his papers, he knew who we were and led us to our appartment.
It was light, big and warm and as it was on the seventh floor you had a great view over Paris. We could see the Eifel tower from there. Seem like this is the main thing an appartment in Paris must have. It's a light house at night.

View from our apprtment

We went to the "Baby the stars shine birght" store and the "Axes femme" store that day. On Baby I saw three dresses that I loved, but each one was too expensive. So I spend most of the money I took with me at Axes femme. I was heavily breathing when I entered. So many clothes that are just my style. I want one in my city. Now!
I spend about 200 euros for a coat and two blouses. The dresses didn't fit me that well and my friends holded me back from buying more things like a backpack or a knit jacket.
We later heared that the shop assisants didn't know that so many lovers of japanese street fashion were in town that weekend. I think we all together nearly managed to buy out the whole shop.
In both stores we met other lolitas, but hadn't much time to chat, as we had little time and needed more to try on the clothes.
Afterwards we had a Crépe at Princess Crépe, also a very famous location for lolitas and then went to the venue where the event was going to happend the next day.
All the time it was raining. I was still glad I had an umbrella. With it, the rain wasn't that bad.

So after we finally got rid of Leo (Just kidding he had to go to his appartment) we went to do a bit of sight seeing.
I quickly noticed that my first impression of Paris at the afternoon was now completly turned around. Paris at day is dirty, ignorant and poor. But Paris at night is more quiet and really beautiful.
I think it's because in the dark you can't see the dirt and are reminded of a Paris that was once beautiful. Also there are less people on the streets and everything is lighted.

Arc du triomph

As the arc du triomph seemed to be nearby, we decied to have a look. It wasn't that close, as the building is far more bigger than it looks from the distance. Inside the arc du triomph is a little museum and you can go to the top, where you have a breathtaking view over Paris. Especially by night. You can see in every direction an the view differs from which street you are looking at.
This one was very impressive. It seems to be the bank quater of Paris, but at night and with the high buildings lighted and seeming symetric to the street it looked like it was from a science fiction movie.

View from arc du triomph

And for sure you could see the Eifel tower from up there. We couldn't get rid of the view but it was freezing tough the rain stopped, so we went to the Eifel tower afterwards.
It was the best decision to go there by night. It also was so impressive.

Golden Eifel tower

It's huge! I never expected it to be that big nor that pretty. Lighted at night it seems golden and from time to time it starts to sparkle *.* There are little lamps on it which go on and off with an offset.
I also felt homelike as it was a huge steel construction like the industry in the Ruhrgebiet with their furnances.

We returned to our appartment exhausted and hungrry. So we found a kebab shop near our appartment where we ate the best kebab and chicken sandwich of our whole life. Or visit.. Though the fries could have needed more salt... or at least some salt.
After we had our stomaces filled, we fell into bed as we had to got up early the next day.

My short history of "lolita" fashion

Besides from normal fashion, I love dressing in lolita style. Lolita fashion has nothing to do with the idea of a young child, dressing as a woman or reversed. It's mostly called lolita because the japanese people liked the sound.
It's a japanese street fashion which is inspired by victorian children clothes and other fashion before 1960. Therefore it includes wide skirts, long enough to reach your knees, frills, lace, and cute acessoires. Nowerdays the dresses and skirts often have a print on them and therefore are themed.

I've been into lolita fashion since 2011. As I made bad experiences with ordering a dress in an online store earlier that year, I decieded to buy brand.
My first dress therefore was from "Metamorphose temps de fille". The blouse I got second hand (also Meta), the petti on "dawanda", but I had no shoes. So I just wore the ballerinas I had. Luckily I found tights that fit the outfit.
I was desperatly looking forwrad wearing it for the first time. My parents, especially my mum, didn't understand why I wanted to wear clothes that were diffrent. So I explained it to them. It was very helpfull that I read many texts from other lolitas online, so I knew  what to tell them.
I told them, that I liked the dress, that I wanted to wear it, because I think it is pretty and that I didn't care, what other thinks. I wanted to wear ist for myself.
Quickly my parents admitted, that it looked pretty and were even a bit pround, when I got compliments for my look.
This is a photo of my first photoshoot with my parents in Italy:

No shoes, petti showing, but feeling like a princess

I'm lying if I say, this was my frist lolita outfit ever. I tried once to use normal clothes for an outfit, but you wouldn't reconize that it was ment to be lolita.

Since then I experimented with lolita styles. First I wore cute dresses. Much frills, and dresses that were princesslike, since I noticed, that I feel a bit better in dresses that are more feminine and casually.
The style most of my dresses belong to is classic lolita. It's called like this because you can see a bit of the historical background in them, They have modest frills and lace. But somethimes I also feel like dressing more like a princess.

In comparismn I like to also post a picture from my last photo shoot in the snow:

 The dress is more historically inspired.

I mostly wear lolita for meet-ups where other girls (and boys) that also love and wear the fashion meet and visit places like museums or castles. Afterwards we normally have a bite at a restaurant or cafe.
In everyday life I rarely wear lolita as it is too much effort to get ready in the morning. I just wear it causally or on weekend, when I'm sitting around the house by myself. 

Backpack and Rainbow

This blog will perhaps be mainly about fashion and accesoires. So I will start with one that I love since I bought it.

Due to problems with my back I am not allowed to carry heavy handbags anymore. As I only own a black Dakine backpack, that is not every cute thought it has a pink floral print, I was looking for a new backpack, that I could wear everyday. I found a few ones online, but this was the one I fell in love with, not only because it was cute, but also being very well crafted for the price of 30 euros. And it has owls on it!

You can also store so many things in it. My normal grocery purchase fits in there. Okay, sometimes I have to carry two or three things on my arms. But still: It is a cute alternative to my bigger backpacks. I was just a little upset, that it isn't avalible in pink... though I din't even like pink. Maybe a pale pink... now its green, which works every well with the brown.

And I recently baked a rainbow cake. Why? Because of reasons. I was not ecaxtly bored, but as a friend of mine mentoined a rainbow cake, I wanted to bake one.
Since I don't like most "dry" cakes, but love lemon cake, the decision, what cake it would be, was easy. And it turned out very well.
Here's one normal photo of it:

And one with hipster redering! Whoa! A rainbow cake in pastel colours. So hipster.

First post or what's this all about

Somehow I couldn't resist. In a time where everyone has a blog and posts stuff online on facebook or elsewhere, it's hard to keeping your data for yourself, especially when you are on the internet a lot.
Since I started a blog and facebook page about my wirting I more and more experienced that it is fun to not online beeing creative, but also sharing it. So this blog will be about other creative things I do expect of writing. This will mainly be fashion, but also baking, cooking and crafting.