Who do you think you are?

This is a ticklish post to write. I'm worried I will end up sounding like a complaining Pamela Anderson, who just doesn't get it why men don't look into her eyes (hope you get the simile). Anyway, here goes.

I understand that colors are a tricky business. I often get comments (IRL) that I wear colors. Women (98%) sometimes sound a bit accusing but more often slightly envious. And as a rule assume that I combine my clothing to get attention.

Fact is, I get a kick out of colors and I think most people do. I'm always happy and proud to hear that I inspire or brighten someone's day. But I never plan my clothes to impress and I never consider what people might say.

This post is a result of what a woman I met through work today, said to me.

"You certainly want to get noticed, don't you. I guess if I got up half an hour earlier I could get attention too."

I was quiet. L'esprit d'escalier, if you like. This is a nice person that I trusted but obviously she thinks I'm shallow and and a show-off. I'm still wondering what I should've said.

Mad as a (fur)hatter!

This is your mad blogger, Anna of Helylle! I don't normally look like this, but a fur hat does things to you. Especially when made of orange rabbit fur. I have actually worn this, on extremely windy and harsh winter days it's a gift from God. And I kinda like the colour...
No arctic weather today, though. The first sample of snow is now vanishing all too quickly, alas. Please, let us have a white Christmas!!

This time of year it kills me to think about the rest of the country, covered in white. I wasn't born in the south of Sweden so winters to me are supposed to be colder, whiter and winter-ier. But come to think of it, most of you known readers are drenched in sunny summer weather, aren't you? Makes me feel a lot better!

A kind of comeback

Dear friends and visitors,
it has been a while.
Nothing dramatic has kept me from blogging but just Ordinary Family/Professional Life. OFPL. I've made a decision to mostly blog in one language, English, in order to blog at all. Reason being of course that I don't want to be rude to my foreign visitors and exclude them by blogging in Swedish. I know most of you Swedes read English as well as I do, so that hopefully won't drive you away. I hope to blog more regularly this way.

Update:
Camera - still no good.

New computer - has driven us all mad last couple of weeks, nothing's been working from the start. Now more of an exciting new friendship.

Family- Moa turns 13 tomorrow! We celebrated today, lots of low-quality pics and low battery. Hang on. Colds and dark mornings try to take the best of us but remedy is lit candles and acacia honey in the morning tea.
And setting the alarm so early I can fetch Olle sleeping and put him in my bed and slowly meet the day with him close, close to me. It's amazing what the attitude of a 5-and-a-half year old can do to you in the morning. He chatters on about everything he will invent and make and do and play during the approaching day, and I find myself adopting the anticipation of a new day. Though it's just an ordinary Tuesday.

New job - turning busy as I grow more accustomed to it. But exciting and fun!

House - water leak in bath room (we kind of sensed it but tried to ignore it. It didn't go away). Now looking for tiles and craftsmen every weekend. We don't want to take any risks by fixing the underlying floor by ourselves. Tiles will probably be turquoise. You are not surprised...

We were talking about style. And hair, some posts ago. This lady is for ever in style, to me. I don't want to look like that (yeah, I would, but it isn't my style) but I feel mature admiring a look without necessarily having to copy it. She didn't seem to cut her hair to often, either...

So good to be writing and thinking about you. Thanks for letting me know you're out there.

Stil?

Vad är stil? Detta är ju en "stilblogg" eller i alla fall en styling experience. Jag tror stil handlar om att vara öppen och inte fundera så mycket på vad som är trendigt. Alla har ju stil, även när det inte är så stiligt. Min nya hemsydda prickiga tröja tilsammans med en svart hängsleklänning, svarta stövlar som jag bara kommer att ha på foto eftersom mina fötter är olika stora och den högra stöveln är ett halvt nummer för liten, är det stil? Döm själva men jag behöver inte veta vad ni kom fram till. Stil är nog också att inte söka bekräftelse..?
What is style? This is a style blog or at least a styling experience. To me style is to be open and not think so much of whatis trendy. Everybody's got style even when it's not stylish. My new home sewn dotted top, black suspenders dress with black boots that I'll only ever wear on photos because my feet are different size and the right one is half a size too small, is that style? Judge for yourselves, but I don't need to know your verdict. Style is also about not seeking confirmation, isn't it...?