2016/11/10

25 kända kvinnor talar om ångest

“When I was 18, [my mom] said, ‘If you start to feel like you are twisting things around you, and you start to feel like there is no sunlight around you, and you are paralyzed with fear, this is what it is and here’s how you can help yourself.’ And I’ve always had a really open and honest dialogue about that, especially with my mom, which I’m so grateful for. Because you have to be able to cope with it. I mean, I present that very cheery bubbly person, but I also do a lot of work, I do a lot of introspective work and I check in with myself when I need to exercise and I got on a prescription when I was really young to help with my anxiety and depression and I still take it today. And I have no shame in that because my mom had said if you start to feel this way, talk to your doctor, talk to a psychologist and see how you want to help yourself. And if you do decide to go on a prescription to help yourself, understand that the world wants to shame you for that, but in the medical community, you would never deny a diabetic his insulin. Ever. But for some reason, when someone needs a serotonin inhibitor, they’re immediately crazy or something. And I don’t know, it’s a very interesting double standard that I often don’t have the ability to talk about but I certainly feel no shame about.” —Off Camera With Sam Jones, April 2016 //
Kristen Bell

En vettig aktikel där 25 kända kvinnor berättar om deras ångest, tunga tankar och skammen kring det hela.

2016/10/06

Huit Huit á la äpple

2016/09/21

Kamperett

Just när det klipps till wrapklänning och kjol på vår syjunta har jag hittat ännu ett underbart märke med fina silk-klänningar. Kamperett, från SF/CA.






2016/08/08

Gunillaberg


Säger bara; karamellkrans.
Den var så god så jag körde raka vägen hem för att baka en egen verion av den.
Härligt nog blev min nästan ännu godare, i alla fall enligt mitt sällskap.
Filodeg+smör+socker+kardemmuma, knyt ihop och baka tills färgen är snygg. Njut
Parken stänger i slutet av september.
//C











2016/07/13

Huit Huit

2016/07/01

In Watermelon Sugar

“My Name

“I guess you are kind of curious as to who I am, but I am one of those who do not have a regular name. My name depends on you. Just call me whatever is in your mind.
If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer.
That is my name.
Perhaps it was raining very hard.
That is my name.
Or somebody wanted you to do something. You did it. Then they told you what you did was wrong—“Sorry for the mistake,”—and you had to do something else.
That is my name.
Perhaps it was a game you played when you were a child or something that came idly into your mind when you were old and sitting in a chair near the window.
That is my name.
Or you walked someplace. There were flowers all around.
That is my name.
Perhaps you stared into a river. There as something near you who loved you. They were about to touch you. You could feel this before it happened. Then it happened.
That is my name.”
Richard Brautigan