Theme song

I've come to a point in my life where I'm all melodramatic, thinking about what the hell I want to do with my life because obviously the end is near (even though I'm 20). Now, if the apocalypse will wait, I probably will have to make up my mind and shizzle. That's why I have a new themesong! Bitches love themesongs! It feels as though through every phase of my life I need a new theme song. And, as I feel like there is soooooooooooooo much more for me to do in this awesome world, my theme song for now is this one:

The song is called: Any old wind that blows by Johnny Cash. My dad loves him more than gummy bears and so he made me listen to his music a lot. While I'm not a fan of every song, I love this one, especially because of the lyrics. I think the part that suits me most is:

She's a butterfly in mid July
Who just can't wait to try her brand new wings
On brand new things
And she needs no rhyme or reason, when she goes
Her mind is on what lies beyond that wall of blue horizon
I suppose
And heaven knows
She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows

Now, I shall go to sleep, because I barely slept in 2 days. In my head I will be playing this song. Yessss I wiiiill, yes I wiiihiiilll.

Purrrfume

As many (the 3 people who read this) may know, I am fascinated with pretty make up and especially scents. I smell everything. I have developed a super nose with which I can smell every perfume passing me by.

The one thing I do like to spend money on is good quality perfume. I like the scent to linger for more than 30 minutes and I find that the usual drugstore scents do not have this ability. That's why I want to introduce you to my top 3 of favourite fragrances of this moment!

Ready?

Versace Woman

I got this perfume for Christmas and I loved it a lot. I'm a sucker for sweet smells and I feel like those suit me best as well. This particular perfume was launched in 2000 and I just adore the bottle. It has a very feminine shape and although I think Versace is usually a bit too over the top, I think this smell is nice and still attracts attention. The base notes are Frangipani, Jasmine, Eglantine, Padparadscha Lotus, Blue Cedar. In case you are wondering, I looked that up.

Purr by Katy Perry

I'm not really a big fan of celebrity perfumes and I initially wasn't planning on buying this one, even though Katy is my favourite bitch. Anyways, when I did get to smell it after Katy's gig in Cologne, I loved it so much that I did get myself a bottle. Silly me!
This is the perfume I use most and that is because it's super sweet and I love sweet. The base notes include peach, apple, green bamboo, jasmine, freesia, Bulgarian rose, vanilla orchid, white amber, sandalwood and musk.
Apart from that, even as a non-cat lover I adore the bottle!

 Chanel - Coco Mademoiselle

My absolute favourite. I am very careful with this perfume and I only use it for special events. It makes me feel confident and sexy and I haven't ever found any perfume like it. The reason why I got this perfume in the first place is because of my stepmother. She told me that classy women wear Chanel and when she wore it, I was sold. Now, as a 16 year old I felt a bit too young for such a grown-up perfume, so I got my very first bottle when I just turned 19. I still have the same bottle til this day. This perfume makes me happy and makes me feel like a lady.

The notes include:

• Top notes: orange, bergamot, mandarin, Tunisian curaçao
• Middle notes: morning rose, Italian jasmine, ylang-ylang, mimosa, florentine iris
• Base notes: Indonesian patchouli, Haitian vetiver, Bourbon vanilla, white musk, opoponax, tonka bean

 Now I look at it, I do seem to adore scents with Jasmine in it. Hmmm good thing to realise! In the coming days I will probably share more of my favourite products with all of you sexy people. Why? Because I can!

Projects!

Hey sexy people!

At the moment, apart from working and going to uni, I am keeping myself busy with 2 different projects. One is a full lenght story and one is another sort of project about love. It will be published as a book, but basically it's a collection of letters that will tell a supah sad love story. I know, I'm so sentimental!

Because I love you so much, here's a tiny excerpt:

You spoke with so much joy about all the things you admired. You asked me questions I did not wish to answer. I was not important. I did not matter. I just wanted to hear your voice, the music to my heart. I took you outside at night, when all was silent and the world asleep. We watched the stars together, and you said that one day you would be up there. I asked you what you meant. You said that you believed that when you died, when your body was nothing more than a shell where once life had flourished, you would turn into a star shining brighter than any other. I laughed and asked you if you would watch over me when that day would come. You promised you would. My smile, however was not sincere. I did not want you to die. I wanted you to live forever. Nothing in this world seemed to make sense without you. The moment you would die, time would also. And my heart.

The scarce moments I was left alone, I did not enjoy my lonely thoughts. All I cared for was how I could be with you once again. It seemed as though my love for you only grew more and more the moments I could not see you. With every pound my heart ached. I cried, I admit, whenever my voice could not reach you, call for you, comfort you.

So yeah, that's basically what I am doing right now. Also, I am considering to rewrite parts of my short stories, Fairytales before Dark, improve it all and then publish it. Who knows?

I hope to share more with you all soon.

Love,

Ingrid

Words of wisdom

Bubbles

This Valentine's day, I would like to dedicate a blog post to my amazing and talented friend Niko a.k.a Bubbles, who is about to dominate the world.

Niko and I have been through many crazy adventures. That's how I know that apart from being a unique and great singer, he is also an amazing person. He's fierce, sexah, and saved my ass from a lunatic Slash fangurl, plus he does a great Gaga impersonation!

I witnessed the recording of his first hit song and I will consider putting up the *ahum* exclusive material I filmed at the studio. For now, just listen to his song Mr. Dramarama, watch the video and give him your support. Because one day very soon, he will dominate the world.

Listen to Mr. Dramarama here!

Jedward's support act:

If you do not look rich, we don't want you as a customer

Children! I am still alive and kicking! I've been through a hectic period so the last thing on my mind was to blog, but here I am and I need to slam my fist on the table and make a point (as usual.

A few days ago I just got off work and was in great need of lip balm, as girls do. I decided to go into a perfume store that is quite well-known in my country. The thing with this store is, I've had quite some negative experiences with the store in the past. Therefore I first check if many people are inside, before I go in. The reason for this are the wonderful staff members, who believe they are God's given gift to humanity. Anybody who is not as super cool and 'pretty', read hasn't got much money, is basically not welcome. Anyways, I decided to venture into the shop at my own risk.

Considering this store was quite big, I had a lot of trouble finding something as ordinary as a lipbalm. Heaven forbid I decided it was a good idea to ask someone, right? WRONG. At a normal perfume store, they tackle you the moment you come in to ask if they can help you. Now, they all threw me dirty looks. I asked the lady very politely if she could help me. She was just standing there, being a snob. Her reply:

"No, I'm busy. I will be right with you."

Then she walked away and guess what. She did not return. I quickly recovered from this ordeal, got some hand cream as well and found the lip balm at the cash register. Perfect, right? WRONG.
The woman helped everybody in front of me, behind me, next to me, on the roof, but completely ignored me. Her many layers of foundation dripped off her face, as she was already thinking about her upcoming nightly escapades with a dark room dude in some sweaty club. At last, she seemed to notice me and asked me a very rhetorical question.

"Oh, you have something to pay?"

No Lady. I just loooove standing around here, watching your inability to show any facial emotion. However, my bus was waiting and I grudginly decided to pay.
The girl must have been 22 tops, but then she used a baby voice and said:

"I put in a little gift. For you. You may use it yourself."

My astonished look and eye roll must have confused her. I found it rather weird to be spoken to as if I am a retard.

Now you might say, that is not that bad, right? Perhaps, but considering the fact that there have been some other incidents before at this shop, I was quite pissed. The worst incident being when I was about 15 and went there with my friends and asked the woman a question and she answered with: "Yeah, well if I give you advice, you must at least buy something." How about no. How about, I decide if I buy something or not? Also, when I was around that age, I asked for something and she just rolled her eyes right in front of me.

Of course I googled to see if others had similar experiences. Many did. Apparently, if you do not look like you have money, you are a second class citizen and dirt. Disgusting. What about the customer is king? They obviously don't realise that those 15 year olds will one day grow up and have enough money to spend. Like I do. But not at their store anymore.

To not end this rant with such negativity (as rants do) here's a video of a cute dog:

Hiya!

I know I haven't blogged in aaaages, but I promise you that within a few days, I will post something new. Until then, bonsai!