Monthly Archive for November, 2009

Why do they call it children's rooms?

I’ve came across this post called “Children’s Rooms: Indoor Climbing and Sliding Spaces“ at remodelista.com. A blogpost with all kinds of rooms where your kids can play. And how! Sliding poles, climbing ladders, climbing walls, a slide, … I wish I had that stuff! And why do we give that stuff only to children? I’d like to have a slide in my room…

It reminded me of my childhood where I wished there was a slide from my house to my grand-mom’s house (about 10 km away). Every night before I got to bed, I wished for that slide, and every morning I started my day by looking for it :)

But here are some pictures, I hope you like them as much as I do :)

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Movietime!

I’ve got 2 movies for you today. The first one is a film for NZ Book Council. Great work! The second one is something totally different:  it’s the new commercial for D&G: how a ménage a trois in Paris ends with your mother walking into the room.

Enjoy:

It has to give me an instant smile.

Be yourself – Feel good – Let there be light – Have fun – Go crazy  - Instant smile – Butterflies – Blushing
Yes, I am a good looking women, even if I don’t have the perfect body
If only you knew.. - Inspiration -  Playfulness – Daring – Live Your Life – Ooh la la

The one big passion I already have for more than 5 years now is Lingerie. Yes, with the big L. Unfortunately the L doesn’t stand for “Low Price”.
My mother thought me well. The first piece I got was from the Belgian Marie Jo. After that, I had to go out for it myself. Weird as it is, since the first piece, it took me about 3 years to go to H&M for that. Weird, because the few female friends I’ve got, told me they started out with H&M.

I have nothing, but absolutely nothing against the underwear from H&M. I just want more. I want some rebellion, I want something fun, I want that smile that goes with it when you are walking around in the city.
I have one piece from H&M that gives me that feeling, but, sadly enough, it’s getting old.

The other lucky pieces? La Fille d’O. An instant smile. First there was the pink collection. Then.. Well, it got a little bit crazy. I went to college, I was a 20 minute train ride away from the headquarters. I still had money from my summer job. Well, you get my point. I kinda went crazy.
A few months back, I had to count all my stuff for that brand. I tried to avoid it. I didn’t do it for 2 months. I was afraid. Ok. I don’t have thousands and thousands of those things, but I have more Lingerie than… the few female friends of my age I have. Thought: I need more female friends with a passion for the big L.

I’m not regretting anything. I still love La Fille d’O. I will still buy A Lot of stuff there. The designer thinks about the pieces. In combination with the body. And the other body. And the smile.

But I started looking around, slowly. The Internet. Damn you.

Agent Provocateur. Like Woohoooww. Those corsets! I’ve been in the shop for 4 times now. Too bad I still haven’t got a piece. Why? Money. Simply that. They have at least 3 pieces I really want to have. They are perfect for me. For my smile. And I will buy them. For sure.

My latest Woohooww on lingerie: Lascivious. A bit more chique, but I like it. But. It hasn’t touched my body yet. I already have some faves, but do they fit me? I will find out!

I have others faves. But I only got a small Wohow from them. Surely, when I could try them out, the big Woohooooww will come in an instant. With the smile of course.
At one point I was thinking about doing a little Lingerie-In-Europe-trip. Take the car and drive around Europe to visit those shops, with a bit of culture of course. I wonder if it already exists…

For about 3 years I’m thinking about some designs for my own “collection”. With the word collection I mean: underwear only for me, that gives me a fun smile and that could make a head go wild. Since I have my sewing machine, those thoughts keep on getting stronger. First I’ll make the fun-throw-it-away-after-a-month-and-start-over pieces, after that I hope I can make the crazy shit. And after that, I will only wear my own smiling stuff! Yeah!

So in a few years, when you see me smiling on the streets, you know I made a dream come true.

Give me Piet

Fredrik Hyltén-Cavallius designed Piet. And Piet is great!

Piet is a portable fireplace with the shape of an elliptic egg. Would be great for the cold days!

Total view Piet in the living room

Piet

Languages

Unable to speakLanguages. I haven’t really thought about it for the last couple of years. Yes, when you do IT, it’s kind of normal you understand English. When you live in Flanders, it’s kind of normal you speak Flemish. And when you live in Belgium, people want you to speak French too.
But I haven’t had courses of Dutch, French or English in 3 years. Until now.

I now have 4 hours of French and 2 hours of English every week (all on monday btw). French always was a difficult language for me. I hated it. I’m scared of speaking it.
My problem is: when I’m in an uncomfortable situation, I mumble and stutter. So guess what I do when I have to speak French? Right. You hardly know what I want to say.

When I was in Denmark, a lot of French guys lived in my building. I could understand them but what did I do? I talked to them in English. Stupid me. It would have been the perfect situation to learn French.

So now, my French courses. With the exams getting closer and closer, I’m freaking out. I’m watching all my favorite movies in French. At the moment I’m watching Swordfish (ok, I had to stop the movie because writing in English and listening to French is kinda hard when you are doing it at the same time). I looove the movie in English. I haaaate it in French. But I keep on going. “The Incredibles” and the “Looney Tunes” were kind of ok. I still need the French subtitles but I hope I can go without them before Christmas. I’m even reading some newspapers in French, just to learn. Why is it so hard? At least I can say I’m not giving up.

And the English courses? Well, I have no clue what my level of English is. But I speak it rather fluently. My writing is ok (I hope, sorry folks if it isn’t!), but I mix up American English and British English. I adore the British English, but should I write program or programme? This isn’t a huge deal, but I want to do it right.

As a kid, I went 2 summers for a couple of weeks to Canterbury. I had a lovely temp-mom and lovely temp-brothers. It really helped me with my confidence and I realized I just had to speak. Nobody cares, and everybody understands if you have some problems. You are learning and trying.
I did it one time for French. One week. It was a week I don’t want to remember. But now, I want to try it again. Go to Paris for a couple of weeks. Speak the language, use it, feel it. But yes, I’m scared to go to big city by myself. I could take a friend with me, but then I will speak Dutch all the time. And that’s not the point of going there :)
I have to think about it some more. But just so you know: I want to go.

Now I start thinking about my Dutch. I already had 2 friends telling me I speak totally different than a year ago. Is it because I read more books in Dutch? Is it because I work in a call center? Or is it because I started reading more blogs in Dutch? Or just because I like the language more than a year ago? I think it’s a bit of everything.
I’m even thinking about writing some pieces in Dutch. You guys are probably all from Belgium or Holland, so why not? The only thing that tells me “Don’t do it” is my love for the English language. And Dutch is a bit more personal too.

At the moment, I’m just tweeting a bit in Dutch. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll be blogging in Dutch next year :)