Have No Fear of Perfection…

…you’ll never reach it.

Salvador Dalí

 

You know those women who can paint their nails immaculately, even in a moving car?

I’m not one of them. In fact, even after years of practice I paint my nails like a toddler with slow and careful strokes. And still my nails end up looking like a…well, like a toddler did them. My hand always ends up shaking at the worst possible moment. Maybe, I have nail polish anxiety or something.

Is that a thing? Could that be a thing? Maybe, I’ll make that my thing.

The gist of this little tale is that I don’t think I’ve ever had a perfect set of nails. Never. However, I’ve learned to accept it.

It’s not like my style or look is based on perfection anyway. I’d be doomed, if I was aiming for that. My hair alone would drive me to the brink of insanity.

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And I just can’t help buying nail polishes…Especially, when I find a cool new colour, like this ’Pink Gold’ nail polish from Mavala. The colour of the polish changes depending on how the light hits it. Sometimes its pure gold and sometimes a blend of pink and gold. Unfortunately, the pictures don’t do the colour justice. Trust me I tried every possible angle.

A nail polish success story below.

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And the reality.

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Any tips on getting better at this whole nail polish thing are greatly appreciated.

~J~

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I Need a Gregory Peck

If I’m honest I have to tell you

I still read fairy tales,

and I like them best of all.

Audrey Hepburn

 

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In case you haven’t already figured out, I love me a little vintage. Especially, vintage bags, accessories, clothes…Okay, everything. I rarely wear them, but I love the look and feel of them.

I also love old Hollywood movies. They bring out the romantic in me. I mean who doesn’t love Clark Gable in It Happened One Night, Cary Grant and Katharine Hepburn in Bringing Up Baby (or anything for that matter), Gene Kelly in Singin’ in the Rain or all of those Rock Hudson/Doris Day films.

Of course, I haven’t yet mentioned my all time favourite…Roman Holiday with Gregory Peck and Audrey Hepburn. It’s got it all…Audrey Hepburn running aroung Rome in cute clothes, Gregory Peck looking exquisite and, of course, Rome itself. It’s just a nice little movie that always makes me smile.

When I visited Rome last spring, I did the only thing a true fan of the movie would do…visit the Mouth of Truth (Bocca della Verità) at Santa Maria di Cosmedin. Still have my hand attached by the way. (Of course, I had to stand in line for about thirty minutes to put my hand in that wall. But you know…totally worth it.)

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So occasionally, it’s nice to put on some black capri pants, kick on some ballet flats and grab a cute little bag and go outside…And to pretend to go for a drive on a Vespa…with Gregory Peck…in Rome. In a cute pixie cut…naturally.

Basically, I’d just like to be Audrey Hepburn.  Of course, I could never muster the same kind of effortless charm and style. And I do like my ripped jeans and baseball caps a bit too much. I guess the vintage bags are my tiny way of unleashing my inner Audrey.

Now if somebody could find me a Gregory Peck of my own, I’d be just dandy.

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Honko Collection vintage bag/Made in Finland

~J~

 

P.S Just in case you doubted me about the Mouth of Truth…

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