Plaid and other things

First off, sad sad update, I did not get my Comicon tickets... I was sledging at full speed down a mountain when they came out, and thus not online enough to battle the refresh butting to secure these. Oh well, there is always next year, but I will nevertheless go to Vegas despite the VERY IMPORTANT SAP work date...

In order to compensate for that sadness in my life, I went shophappy in Boston this weekend (despite the cold) and may I declare that Newbury Street rocks big time (and also has a quite gobsmacking moneyabsorbing capacity). I have somehow rediscovered my long lost love for plaid. Lost for 15 years may I say - aah the long past times of doc martins, colored laces, and long plaid shirts over ripped jeans... Now I bought black ladies brogues/boots, put in colored red plaid laces, combined it with a pair of nice unripped opaque black tights and a red plaid shirt dress, and enjoyed the new updated grown up look of my teenagehood. Good times.

But still can not deal with the belted look around the shirt dress, despite buying a quite nice belt that I actually like in itself. But the whole thing it does to my hips, I can not stand, and thus I would fiddle and fiddle and fiddle with it while being out and about. The same way one worries a loose tooth until it goes, I would do that to the belt. Same reason I can not deal with having my hair open and not in a pony tail. I am always so jealous of people that can keep their nervous ticks at bay to maintain the integrity of a look...

Anywho, plaids... What to do, keep it down to one look and bring it up on occassion? Go the full monty and get some more? Am I too late on this particular bandwagon as the cool Fashion pics all seems from some seasons ago? The fashion choices are once again vast...

One last note: I would totally wear the top right red plaid dress...

cooooooooooooomics

Only a couple more days and I can buy my ComiCon tickets. The site has been an open tab in my chrome now for 2 months as I do NOT want to miss the sale. I will buy the ticket straight when I am back from skiing, and before I pack for 3 weeks snowy Rhode Island. And when I am back from the business trip to snow-hell I will finally get back again a subscription to Spirou magazine and indulge again in Belgian and French comics, my official starter drug into Nerdism.

I am still trying to pretend at my new work that I am only nerdy when it comes to processes and SAP, but I am slipping. I think the fact that I keep saying hello, please and goodbye in either Korean or Japanese, that I have a huge cartoon character as my screen saver and have more gadgets in my handbag then is healthy for my posture gives it away... or the fact that I refuse to budge my July weekend trip to San Diego one iota due to the above mentioned ticket despite a VERY IMPORTANT system change at work.

But before I hype myself up again about something months off, I am going to tackle some more sorting the new flat, icing my old lady knees so skiing will be fun on the weekend and some more staring at the heaps and heaps of shoes in my clothes room (it is a clothes room! not a walking in cupboard, but a clothes room). I bought a quite cool shoe rack, but due to noise restrictions and the need to bang nails into the wall to fix it, it has been half build for a week now with shoes nicely fanned around it. I LOVE shoes, but the only ones I wear at the moment are very comfy Rubber Duck Snowboots, and 3 weeks snow-hell won't increase the likelihood of breaking out my heels. Poor poor neglected heels, first 5 weeks in transit, then 3 weeks in a carton in my flat, and now I ignore them...

I wish there were little household gnomes that would sort the rest of the flat in my absence. That would be so convenient. On that note, I am seriously considering to buy one of those round hoover robots that run around and hoover all the time. Do they count as household gnomes? Do they even work? I need to read the Amazon reviews, me thinks.

Ah, I love being able to obsess about such trivial things. Isn't life grand?

the good times

So this is what I wrote last night:
"I wish all my friends were here. or would read this blog! I love my life! the little things! they rock. just got lost on my way home to my new place in the sticks... got picked up by the swiss firemen that drove me home. and now I am standing in the snow on my balcony drinking cider listening to music on my ipod thinking that life is good. wish you all were here to share the moment. old friends reconnected, awesome view, j-pop, and the internets to share the happiness..."
Repetitive - check, Rambling - check, overly gushy and happy - check... Note to self: do NOT blog in the middle of the night after a drink or two. Same rule applies to calling, texting, emailing and facebook status updates. Will I ever learn?

How Hallyu supports Changes

New job, new country, new city and no holiday to speak of inbetween. The snow ended my trip to Kenya but at least I got a lot of sleep and food over xmas before this crazy 2 weeks started.

So I moved over the last years from getting Dog Food from source to consumer, to Nappies, Crisps, Men's Clothing and now Bling Bling Jewellry... I am moving up in the world, as do the things I bring home from the company shop. I will also move about in the world a lot (it's called up to 70% business travel in my contract), always having a great huge bright flat in the swiss mountains to call home after the latest business adventure. Curiously this is the first time I am not overexcited about it all but actually fairly relaxed. Everytime I have done the uprooting before (fourth time!) Excitable ME made it all fun but a bit stressful, but somehow not this time. It is weird, maybe experience really cools one down. Or maybe the fact that I had a desk, a flat and a great mountain view from my desk helped me settle... who knows. I actually suspect it is my new re-discovered obsession with Korean Dramas that kept my mind firmly on something entirely different.

I really liked Marry me Mary, thought Secret Garden was weird but the male lead is awesome, IRIS is really addictive but I know how it ends (sniff sniff), re-watched You're beautiful, and loooove My princess. My Korean is coming along nicely (I can say the important things: I am sorry, I love you, Hello, Thank you ;-). I have thoroughly establised though that I prefer Romantic Comedies, especially the Taiwanese and Korean ones, do like Japanese classic comedy Shojo re-imagings (HamaKimi) as well as other Manga/Manwha remakes (Mars), but do not like Manking story lines at all. No lost parents, weird illnesses, sudden amnesia, and all other contrived story lines for me. Keep it simple people (i.e. Full House), go for the good looking male leads (and please let them be Men and not boys - Coffee Prince!), and throw in a good dose of humour, and this weird fangirl is happy - for the time being at least.

Because let's face it, I have no friends in this swiss mountain village bar my geeky hobbies and thus will burn through my multiple geek interests in a fast rate during the 30% I am at home. Next stop not yet defined, but most likely it goes back to Manga/Manwha as just recently completed the cycle of US TV shows, then Urban Fantasy books, now Korean dramas, ie it is time again for COMICS. I need to prepare for Comic-Con 2011 anyway ;-). Happy 2011, and Keep it Geek

wish you were here

Just went to see Skunk Anansie for the 5th time. Having a bad case of home sickness... wish you were still here

more shoes

I know I know, these particular pair has been over the blogosphere ten times over, but I really really would like a pair. And no idea how to get my hands on a pair of sold out US fashion walk shoes... FYI: Tommy Hilfiger High Duck Boots... I lust you... lots and lots and lots

Elephant Wussy

Why is it that people do not deal with Elephants in the room? Especially when it comes to relationships??? Mine is called Wussy - a combination of me being a Wuss, and Waitrose... (there won't be an explanation for the latter) My beloved cousin has named her VOID... what's yours called? And don't kid yourself, somewhere in your life there is one...