..that it was rude to show off your belongings,
rude to say what brand from your skirt is.
i went to a college primary school and i remember
my teacher telling us those words;
we need to feel like children playing with each other,
whatever our parents were buying for us.
it was a bad thing not sharing,
it was a bad thing to envy,
to crave for some other ones' stuff.
she used to say we are all unique.
we need to find what suits us the most.
she meant choosing a character, choosing a life,
a lifestyle, a family, a dress code, an attitude,
a job, a love.
afterall, it seems like everything we are surrounded by
were there just before us. but literally THEY ARE NOT.
we choose them.
we can change them.
oh how i miss my teacher...
none of us really need a brand name on us to feel confident.
i know this.
people are going crazy after a logo bag. seriously i dont.
everyone knows that too many high street fashion shops
have shitty quality fabrics
and crappy details and
no shapes to wear.
but ''anyway'' we follow what society tells us to do.
the thing is,
i need to turn back to the roots.
i took many photos but
i am so not posting a thing till i lose weight again.
it is so much annoying to see myself that huge in the photographs,
i feel depressed.
and the bad thing about it is that,
i am not allowed to eat anymore sugar,
-coz i am on a diet-
so that means i am not allowed to feel depressed,
coz when i feel depressed, i eat sugar.
i know i musnt eat anything junk,
and thats also stressful.
and it also means that i am not allowed to stress,
coz stress makes me sick physically,
so i dont know what i should do...
i already gave 3,5 kilos,
hope this works like that for the next 3 weeks,
so i can be 48 again.
good old 48.
you were wonderful.
by the way, this is me painting a wall n lookin like shit and here's a potato. thank you.
this is how i feel:
i wanted to turn back to the hood like a freaking
dave grohl after nirvana,
but instead i ,now, do it like britney spears.
ok, maybe worse, like spice girls without geri.
wow, how terrible was that.
the pic and the thing about that is,
i gained 8 kilos, haha HAHAHA ha!
not that funny,
i hate it!
people tell me i look gorgeous but
i think i look like a huge 'gorgeous' hippo,
i need somebody to catch me and
put me in a friggin diet cage,
if something like that exists...
nothing in my damn wardrobe,
literally NOT-A-THING, fits...
i panic every morning in front of the good old
loyal wardrobe of mine...
sorry people. i got annoying again.
by the time if you want some info about
what i did the whole summer,
first of all, got rid of my unhappiness..es...
what ever they were,
i just kicked them out,
they now just haunt me in my dreams.
totally harmless, yeaahhh!
i worked, even in the weekends,
got an awesome happy vacation.
but of course i am a very 'lucky' person,
i dropped my camera into the sand on the first shoot.
thats why i dont have any photos about
the best summer of my life.
i am broke but i am happy.
thats it for now.
i dont know if anybody's out there reading my shite,
i'm so bored of this clothes thing...
those alexander wang boots that i crave since last year,
just found them in beymen designers on sale couple of days ago,
for a very reasonable price.
i'll be starving till the end of the month.
well, who needs too much meal anyways... i love showing off my skeleton.
i'll shoot an outfit as soon as i'll be in the mood for playin dressing up,
n of course i need a help from Michael's hands, too,
weather is too darn hot right now!
northern designs really arent that handy to wear
in a hot place like Istanbul,
i guess i'll just wait for the end of the august,
i dont want anyone in the streets to look at me like i commit a crime.
the book -gift from a lovely friend- is a comic book about the fictional adventures of
a professor, his phd colleague and a genetor that keeps interrupting everything they try to achieve, in Applications to the Scientific n Technological Research Council of Turkey. Emrah Ablak is my favourite caricaturist.