REMIX | bedtime confessions

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I like sleeping in my underwear.
I don't mind other people sleeping in my bed but I don't like sleeping in other people's beds.
Unless really wasted / super-tired, I never go to bed w/o brushing my teeth and washing my face.
I prefer to go to bed late. And wake up late.
I've been having nightmares every single day over the past few weeks.
At home, I usually wear a sleep mask because it makes it easier for me to fall asleep.
I used to have difficulties falling asleep and was able to get up straight after the first alarm clock's ringing, now I usually fall asleep within 5 minutes and it takes me about 45 minutes to get out of bed.
I always have to have a glass of water next to my bed.
I plan what I'm gonna eat for breakfast and what I'm gonna wear the next day before I fall asleep.
Sometimes I wish I could sleep forever.

And you?


REMIX | half delirious

write a lot (of stuff to all of my notebooks)
read a lot (of my favourite books in public transport)
look at nice vintage pieces a lot (either at work or in other second hand places in my free time)
drink a lot (of lemonade and beer)
go out a lot (parties / concerts / film screenings / performances)
post a lot (of pics on Instagram, sadly)
am on my own a lot (but I don't really mind)
commute a lot (from F'hain to Kreuzberg to Mitte to P-Berg to Neukolln and back again)
explore a lot (of new places, things, my own characteristics)
love Berlin a lot.

/ song of the post: Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Nature Boy /

St Agnes church
Onio's Ecke exhibition at Urban Spree



Dear sexist men,

Don't whistle at me on the streets. Don't honk at me. Don't wink at me. Don't stare at my boobs / bum with a grin on your face. Don't call me 'babe', 'cutie', 'sexy', 'honey', 'beautiful' or whatever while walking down the street.

It's not a compliment. It's an insult that you don't see anything more than just a piece of flesh. It's called street harassment and it needs to be stopped.