Sunday, 20 May 2012

My Best Friends Wedding

I couldn't believe it when I heard her voice on the other side of the line; a million miles away telling me that someone had not died but instead ... that she was engaged to be married. The relief and excitement rolled over me simultaneously.

So a few weeks have gone by and I find myself doing searches on latest wedding trends and wedding dress designs, I have no interest in the subject for myself at the moment but after spending a good portion of my life with this girl, I can just imagine her wedding day and the perfection that it will be.

So this is for my friend, some suggestions on colour palettes and themes and just a few simple ideas that might come in handy to make her day even more unique and special.

My friend is classic, simple, modest with very good taste, oh...and she isn't a girly girl either so no overdoing the pink unless its vintage champagne colour; so for her I would pick a cream as a base or a biscuit  palette to ground the two accompanying palettes. The next colour would be a soft grey and the set off colour a vintage blue.  DOOR TONES :)



Here are some visual ways of picturing how well these colours blend and how they can be implemented throughout the decor.

Look at images and compile a file of what you like, give it to the wedding photographer 2 weeks before hand so she can understand what you like. For e.g, your wedding dress hanging from a tree with the sunlight pouring through. Or your wedding shoes in a cake holder.
As talented as your photography be, it never hurts to really emphasize what you prefer and exactly how quirky you want to go.

If soft tomes are being used, feathers on the table could create a very romantic setting paired with tea light candles as table decoration.


Its very important to take your setting and location into account. I love the clothing line idea made with string and name cards placed on each secured by a peg (affordable and easy to find all materials) All the guests can find their name and at the back a number to direct them to the table or the name of their table. Numbers are so old news, picking dream destination or songs for each table is so muuch more fun.

To make the palette more royal you could always opt for a worn gold versus a soft grey but that maybe a bit too fussy


I love the ideas of individual cupcakes versus a cake, or a base of cupcakes with a single layer cake on top so that there is something to cut at the reception.


These guys have just been made more special with the I DO stick in and the lace binding; just perfect and almost too good to eat.

The Gimmmick cupcake 

Lastly, i think a  beautiful touch to my friends bouquet would be a beautiful brooch pinned into a satin binding, these days you can pick up a brooch from a chinese store and it will have that sparkly effect that will make my friends bouquet different from any others. And its a nice add on when the girl in the crowd catches.


I love my friend, I know whatever she chooses will be amazing and that her day will be memorable and tastefully executed.

Hope the above helped my bestie.

If I can give you any advice, think of you and your partner and bring "you" into everything you do...things will just roll into place and the day will be very intimate and special as there will be reminders throughout the day of who you are and the times you have shared and all your special memories.

xxxxx

Thursday, 17 May 2012

Summer Loving

I think summer is here, i'm not quite sure but i think it may be creeping over us with its overcast skies and the gentle pouring rain... well to be honest i really cant say because this is the first time i will be experiencing a European summer and i'm not quite sure what to expect. So far the temperature has increased so although its overcast, the air doesn't have that wolf bite to it that cuts through your clothes.

The other wonderful thing about summer is planning your holiday; where shall we go this this year and the list of options are endless.

My summer holiday for 2012 will be ...(drumroll)

  • IBIZA
  • BARCELONA
  • PARIS
  • LONDON
When i just think of the heat on my skin, the hustle and bustle, the late night walks in the heat of the nights, the cocktails and food i will consume, the sea water on my skin and the feeling of freedom for two whole weeks... i get a tingle.

First stop is Ibiza , no idea what to expect but i plan to relax under the sun and dance the night away when its eve.



Barcelona, gonna breath this place in and take it for all its got. And buy a spanish hat! 



Paris, I will be turning 26 in Paris, i want it to be romantic, feminine, and quaint with a touch of posh.
Gotta get some macaroons and another hat: beret should be fitting



Then its back home for a bit and off to London.



Summer I Love you and never take you for granted




Friday, 4 May 2012

Reflections

Today was a public holiday, a much needed one where the actions of the day were at a minimal and the only real exercise i mustered was too strech for the crisps on the coffee table. Today was my couch day and although my body was non functional, my mind did some thinking and reflecting

It's May, I have been living in Copenhagen for 7 months, and the experience has been challenging and frustrating but also enlightening and exciting.

Too think, I gave up my car for a bicycle, the mild weather for extremes and actual seasons. I left my job to come and search for work. I started Danish classes and found myself eating more salmon than I ever thought possible.

My world has changed, not for the better but more for the different. Home will always be home but I found myself waking up and quickly getting into the swing of the day as all of this has become second nature to me now. It's amazing how we adapt as people to changes and new environments. I realize now; looking back, that it is friends/company and work that were the missing links and once those links had been fulfilled to some extent, well everything else fell into place and I wasn't fighting any more, I was accepting and living.

Walking and cycling are a way of life,... buying in excess is a thing of the past now, I buy and consume as much as my little basket on my bike can carry. The travelling possibilities are amazing and that is what I love the most.




Sunday, 29 April 2012

kiss me kate

I came across this shoot of Kate Moss for Vogue, and just loved the sheer decadence and the way the photographer captured the setting. 






Monday, 23 April 2012

CRISPY TOAST 2

So, i am proud to announce that my first toastmasters speech went off without a hitch last week. Its strange how the nerves kicked in just as I got on my bike to cycle to my meeting and then they dissipated as quickly as they had come, even when i found out I was going first. Maybe it's a room full of people with a common purpose and their judgement neatly stowed away that made the whole process of speaking in front of 25 people such a breeze.


I have set my self a goal to complete 6 speeches by the end of the year, this might seem an easy task but my meetings are only every 2 weeks and so that technically means i will need to do a speech each time i go to my meetings or round about there.


My first speech was just an introduction, but the second speech I am working on delves into the art of happiness and I will be sure to post it  as well as the video on my post once i'm done.


Sometimes I find it strange but obviously obvious that we as people focus on what we are not good at and try to master or be it, but what about being good at something and then perfecting it. That's how i feel about public speaking; i'm fine in front of crowd, verves do not get the better of me, its easy for me to write a speech and my voice reaches far corners, ...so why the hell am i bent on being a toasty? because i want to be better, i want to master something i already show promise in....how lazy of me :0


I strongly recommend joining toasty even if its just to be part of something, i promise you will learn something about yourself, i know I already have.









Friday, 20 April 2012

Street art

On a far happier note and moving swiftly along from my last post to something a bit more cheerful...street art.

I saw some great street art in Poland but still need to journey through the streets of Copenhagen to capture the local flavour , here's a taste of Krakow art





Happy Friday

Monday, 16 April 2012

AUSCHWITZ - BIRKENAU

I don't think everybody would decide that a trip was no trip at all without visiting some concentration camps along the way, well that's how I felt about going to Krakow, missing out on a wealth of history while I was there was not an option in my itinery.

The words translated mean: "work makes one free"

The journey from Krakow takes about an hour to get to the camp; we took a bus coach and watched a film on the ride over; that definitely set the tone and mood for what we were about to see.
By that stage I was feeling nauseous, yes; i get car sick but i think the documentary had much more to do with the feeling than the bus ride.

On arrival; we received a radio and headphones, the tour is so widely supported and popular that without this equipment tour guides would be shouting over each other. The equipment is also to enable visitors to tune into their own language and to also keep the noise to a minimum out of respect for those who suffered and died there.

Auschwitz was selected as a location for the concentration camp by Hitler in April 1940; it was selected for a few reasons but mainly because of it's central location within Europe. Criminals, Jews and those disobedient to Hitler were sent there by the thousands, eventually the camp became to small and was receiving unwanted attention and that is where the bigger camp Birkenau was built less than a 5 min drive away.




To even try and explain the horror and atrocities that were done here would be doing the time of this era an injustice. We do not know pain/ suffering/torture/ hatred and evil like these people experienced. 

Various activities took place here, sterilisation experiments, torture such as making 5 prisoners sleep standing up in pens and then still expect them to function as normal as can be at their work shift the following morning, starvation and experimental gassing using Zyclone-B were tested. People were told they were going to take a shower and 20 min later they were dead on floor; gassed by nazis who had locked them into the chamber and poured the lethal Zyclone-B down vents in the roof.

Empty container tins that held the Zyclone-B


you can see the light filtering through at the top of the ceiling, this is the vent where the poison was administered and the room where many took their last breath, unsure of what was happening.
The bodies were then cremated so that there was no evidence; the massacre of so many was not taking quick enough and that is where Birkenau's deathly use came through; 4 bombed gas chamber remains can be seen at this camp, where Jews; mainly woman and children were led off a tram, walked along a dirt path and waited on the grass; chatting and unsure of their destiny, only to be filed into the chambers in groups and killed.

Many units have been transformed into museums showing the remains of what was left.
It is heartbreaking to see the Jews belongings that were stripped away from them; spectacles, shoes, clothing, bags, combs and brushes. Many wrote their addresses on their luggage, thinking that when they reached their destination their belongings would be given back to them, none of them saw their suitcases again. Their belongings were chucked and sorted to be sent to Germany and sold. Even gold filling were pulled from the mouths of Jews and melted down for resale.





Even their hair was shaved off and collected in mountains to be used to make netting and hosiery.
Artificial limbs and walking aid were taken from all. The weak and elderly were the first to go towards deaths doors.


At the camps, bread was money, and shoes were the most important commodity to have. Snowy winters and freezing temperatures meant workers had to struggle against the elements during their long shift barefoot. Bread would be traded for shoes, often these shoes did not fit at all but the Jews made do.

This wall; known as "the death wall" was were prisoners were lined up and murdered, on one side, the units windows are barrackaded so that other prisoners could hear the gunshots but not see the deaths, so that everything was hidden until death stared them in the face and there was no where to go. Others arms and hands were tied together and they were hung by their arms on wooden poles with hooks.


The lock that secured the door to the gas chamber.

Music was often played in the concentration camps to drown the screams and terror, The Germans used the music to hide many things as well as improve the mood of the workers.


The doctor's office (block 21) where results from tests and experiments were looked over after they had been operations done at block 10. Woman were experimented upon to find out how to create more fertile beings so that the German woman could bear more of the perfect race. Twins and triplets were experimented on, to test possibilities of increasing the number of children that German woman bore.


Photo id was used as a means to identify prisoners, eventually Germans found that a photo taken two weeks prior no longer resembled the tortured and starved prisoner and so prisoners could no longer be identified using their photo which was taken when they were first administered to the camp. A new technique took its place and prisoners were tattooed with numbers. By the number officers could see when the person had been administered or if he or she was a female. Tattoos were placed on arms, easy to grab and locate the bar code numbering, but for babies the tattoo could not be put on the arm as the arm became to thin with starvation and so their thighs were used.



The tour of Auschwitz was two hours long; my eye's were exhausted and tense from the horror I had witnessed, at the same time I was so grateful that much of this history had been preserved for us to see.

A short break and bus ride took us to Birkenau; the largest concentration camp, it expanded as far as the eye could see and that is when it really settled in in terms of the large scale of torture and killing that Hitler was administering.

In March 1941; the second enlargement was established and put into order by Himmler.
Woman were transferred here.

Woman lived on the left whilst men lived on the right. Fences, barb wire, officers and a tram line separated lovers and families.

The tram would bring the Jews into the camp; a row of doctors would examine stripped and naked bodies and direct those to be killed to line up on the left and those fit for work to line up on the right.

Most women and children were useless and were sent to immediate death...they did not know this.


the tram that held prisoners.


The entrance to the camp

The sleeping quarters in the woman's camp


The job of cleaning out the toilets; seen above was the most sought after job at the camp by the prisoners, it meant a roof over your head during extreme winter conditions, access to the toilet which was only allowed twice a day, once in the morning before work and once after work and this row of holes was for thousands and thousands to use so many did not even get the chance. None of the habitation units had electricity, running water or toilet facilities let alone a floor, mean slept in the dirt till people passed away and the took their cot higher up. There were at least 5 people to a cot. The other great reason for the job was there were less eyes upon you which meant less torture and hitting and abuse from the officers.



Memorials have been constructed for the 1.1 to 1.5 million lives that were lost during this period, many of the building were bombed by the Nazis to hide their wrong doings. But as time went by, manuscripts and evidence has arisen and backed up the already mountaneous hill of facts about the massacre of so many.

I really walked away drained yet full of fiery anger at a race and a time that allowed the death and torture of so many..how could this have gone on? Where was the conscience in all of this?

I think that what is just as scary is that through the past and the history, lessons still have not been learnt. 

Many died in vain, for we still treat the future with no reflection from the past.