"If I had a heart I could love you."

If there is one thing I am sure of in life is that you can't ever own too many R2D2 toys. Because How I Met Your Mother spoke an universal truth back when it was still a good show, and that truth is: "Ted, the only people in the universe who haven't seen Star Wars are the characters in Star Wars and that's cause they lived 'em, Ted. That's cause they lived the Star Wars!"

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Two tv show recommendations for you dear readers who still read this blog:

Person of Interest: Because it's about a genius, billionaire king of Manhattan and his crazy amoral trigger man saving people and sometimes walking their dog. It's like if Bruce Wayne and Batman were two different people but with less daddy issues and more bullets to kneecaps. It is ridiculous and glorious!

Hannibal: Because it's Hannibal Lecter played by Mads Mikkelsen. Because it's Hades and Persephone all over again except it's not pomegranates this time, but murder.

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A few years ago, when I was still in the teenager demographic, if you opened my closet and poked around you would have found a) a lot of band t-shirts that have served me as PJs in my college years and b) so much black that I would have bet you 50 bucks that you would have a hard time finding anything pastel in there and I would have won.

That's something my mom and I always had in common, so much so that we've been asked too many times to be a coincidence if we're in mourning. The answer always was a quizzically raised eyebrow and a "… No, we're actually pretty cheerful today. Why do you ask?" (Okay, truth be told, one time I was also wearing black lace gloves and pearls so I see how that could have sent the poor bastard into confusion.)

I know my taste for black was closely linked to my musical choices. I had Queen and Metallica thrust upon me when I was too young to know any other sort of music (thanks you, dear cousin!) and I spent the 90s enjoying The Cure, David Bowie, Nightwish, Sex Pistols, Joy Division and HIM so in my head nothing was cooler than that. I wanted to be rock n roll and I wanted to be glam rock and I wanted to be goth. (Can you tell I had some mild ADD then too? :))

Although I put away the XXL tshirts and the army boots (worn in the summer too because I was a teenager and I wanted to be Robert Smith or Brian Molko so bad), the black stayed strong and true. 

And my happiness grows and grows each day because my obsession has been coming back in full force these past few seasons. Now, I usually don't follow trends too closely but browsing magazines lately makes me smile ( a happy smile mixed with a "I liked X before they were mainstream" but I do try to keep my hipster tendencies in check, I promise) because I want to be able to go back in time and hug teenage me and tell her that she knew what she was doing when she dressed the way she did. She just did it a bit too early.

And can you blame me for wanting to be Goth and Rock'n'Roll and everything in between? I watched The Adams Family and Morticia Adams was my role model in life and love. I watched Tim Burton movies until I learned the lines by heart, and Bellatrix Lestrange fascinated me in a way that made the hair on my hands stand on end.

I discovered Edward Gorey and wanted to frame one of his drawing in my future house and watched Labyrinth and wanted that story to end with the young girl as the Queen and David Bowie as her page.

And it's fun to see it come out of the dark (haha, see what I did there?) and start catching the eye of the mainstream. McQueen and YSL, Rodarte and Rick Owens, took the Victorian Punk inspired details, the black and the velvet and the lace and played with them to give us some beautiful and unexpected results. 

I am more subdued in my love for it, as I can only be after my teenage overdose, but I do still feel the attraction of the style. And I mostly fall down that rabbit hole when it comes to the accessories and the shoes! 

Give me metal heels and lace details, give me shoes that scream "I will walk over you pastels and look banging while doing it" (yes, I am looking at you darling Alternative New Rocks, stop tempting me!) and headbands with veils and capes that would make Bela Lugosi proud.

In the end, it's hard for me not to be influenced by things I loved when at such a young age. I grew up and tried to not keep myself locked up in just one box but it's hard to let go of some things. Especially when those things have such great spokespersons, right Wednesday?

Wearing: Zara shirt, H&M jeans and socks, Bershka leather jacket, Nine West shoes.

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Song of the Day: Fever Ray - If I Had a Heart

"And when we wake up tomorrow I'll be on the highway."

When I was a teenager my I desperately wanted to have colored hair. Preferably blue or green because I thought it would be cool and I was an emo hipster with a crooked definition of cool. I'm happy my mom threatened me she'd take away my Walkman (old!) privileges if I did that and I'm happy too because compared to that, the things I do to my hair now feel at least a tad bit normal.

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It's been a week since my vacation ended and my body still thinks 6am is Satan's torture device.

It's been 24 hours since my psychiatry rotation exam and I finally let go of the belief that I am suffering from a multitude of undiagnosed illnesses. Except the OCD thing but that runs in the family and you can't escape genes.

One more day and Vikings starts. I shall love this show even if it is bad. Because if I can love True Blood, I can love anything. (Also: Dear Bill the Vampire, I hope you trip and fall on a wooden fence and let Eric be the star and true king of the south. No love, me.)

Two more days and I have my Emergency Medicine exam. As you can imagine, I am more excited about the show with the killing and stealing of wives than about the exam.

And then a week of reading, yay :) Book of the moment: The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss which I recommend to all.

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And now I bid adieu to English, and hello to my mother tongue for a little while ;)

Dupa cum s-a observat pe blogul meu, eu si TinaR suntem bune prietene. Si acum ca a venit primavara (sau ca o sa vina in momentul in care si vremea o sa primeasca memo-ul asta), TinaR a adus o mie si una de rochii ce asteapta sa fie purtate si iubite de noi in magazinul lor online. 

Eu mi-am clatit ochii cateva ore bune, cu zeci de tab-uri deschise cu rochii TinaR, una mai frumoasa decat alta care cereau sa fie plimbate prin oras. Pana la urma am gasit-o pe ea si presimt ca o sa ramanem mult aproape.

And it gets better: la orice comanda facuta pe site-ul lor, daca introduceti codul FRUMU in casuta de voucher din pagina de cos primiti o reducere de 10% la comenzile de peste 50ron. Enjoy my lovelies :)

Wearing: dress courtesy of TinaR, Bershka jacket, Zara boots and belt, MaxMara tights, no brand bracelet and necklace.

Now, back to the study board. Oh weekends, I still remember when you were days ready to be sacrificed on the altar of bad movies and long books.

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Song of the Day: Timbaland feat The Hives - Throw It On Me

"Only promise me a battle for your soul and mind."

 

A girl's best friends, if popular belief is anything to go by, are diamonds and shoes. Now I'm not gonna say I would throw diamonds away if they were offered to me and I do proclaim my love to shoe shaped objects weekly, but my best friends are more on the technological side. Especially my Kindle. And my phone, even if it is on the busted up side (or: it's not broken, it's just this new 3D wallpaper you've never heard of).

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I believe in vitamin D and the powers of sunshine in the morning. And that is why I am blaming my lack of energy in the mornings on the weather and not on the fact that although I am in a very peaceful state with myself most of the time, there is a subtle, thin coating of panic over my brain ever since this last year of school started. Can I be panicked and in search for the fucks to give at the same time? Cause I am gonna stick to this plan for the foreseeable future.

(Don't judge my coping mechanisms. They may look bad but they work. Most of the time. Ahem.)

Things that help with keeping the panic away:

• The Batman and Robin comic books because Batman always helps. Especially if you read his lines with that stupid, gruff voice from the movies.
• All the scenes from Star Trek when Bones keeps stabbing Kirk with a hypo.
• The Paperman, a Disney short.
• This mixtape, that reminds me of all those awesome times of being a teenager.
• Donald Grover talking about a black Spider-Man and the very stupid reactions to that.
• That moment you realize Tarantino is just screwing with us.
• Serena McKellen.

And of course, the fact that I got to spend a lot of time with both Ina and Alice making fun of the best bad movies and "fashion" ;)

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Been lazy when it comes to fashion lately because a) cold, so cold and b) jeans. My answer to everything has been "jeans" because they keep me from freezing and because I can sit as I like, and that is sprawled over a couch, coffee table and chair with a laptop on my belly and no threat of indecent exposure. But I guess this weekend's outfit brings back the era of the lady.

The problem with having a puppy: he is an attention whore and he learned how to jump. No place is safe.

Wearing: Zara dress, Mango cardigan, Adesgo tights, Lashez boots, no brand bracelets.

"Woman, give me my treat before I bite your ass."

Went comicbook shopping. Did not find any Batman & Robin but we did buy this. Harap-Alb, national prince charming and classical all time badass now in comic book form. I would have enjoyed writing essays about him a lot more if I had these in high school.

Why I love having white walls: you just need some best friends, paint and a bottle of wine and bam! Cheap yet heartfelt decorations.

 

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Song of the Day: Gil Scott Heron - Me and the Devil

"Be careful making wishes in the dark, can't be sure when they've hit their mark ."

 

Sleepless nights require a bit more work to get over in the morning. And maybe doing push-ups or eating an apple work better than anything else (seriously, there are studies about that and you can't mess with studies) but lets be honest, coffee is easier.

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Winter came! And compared to the one in Game of Thrones that took so many seasons and pages to get here, this one actually made it on time. And, as is my nature, I went into a mental hibernation of sorts. My life has revolved around books, movies and cuddling on the couch with The Boy and Captain. 

(And the gynecology rotation exam. But lets not talk about that. I might still have a slight case of PTSD. Shudder.)

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Comic book collection has grown a lot during this time. I am in a Batman phase right now because there is nothing like a broken anti-hero type and his dysfunctional family dynamic. And The Boy and I have made it our job to collect all the The Hobbit toys. We are disagreeing over the "opening and playing with them" part (I got at Thorin before he could catch me). The Boy wants them all in mint condition, I want to take Bilbo Baggins and Thorin GloomyShield and make them hold hands. I will win this fight, count on it.

Coffee dates with my darling Roxu. And the compulsory winter holiday Die Hard marathon; some family members did not get too excited at the thought of watching John McClane blow shit up for 10 hours.

 

And because it is winter still, we shed metaphorical blood and backstabbed each other in a vicious and wine infused battle for the throne in the Game of Thrones board game. I was a Lannister. I lost. Seems only fitting really.

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Having a puppy keeps me very active. Because even if I want it or not, I still have to go for long walks even when it feels like hell froze over. The little furry bastard doesn't seem to mind the cold and that is why he is a bastard. (I still love him but can we have summer already?)

Wearing: Zara coat, Lashez skull sweater, Nine West boots, H&M jeans.

Me: Come on boy, come here for a photo.
Captain: But I don't want to take a photo, I want to stay free and let my floppy ears flow in the wind as I run through the park eating everything I think smells good enough.

My boys <3

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As a last thought, some things that have made me happy this month.

Books: Hogfather by Terry Pratchett (because it's a great take on our favorite winter gift giver), Hyperion by Dan Simmons (because it's the best sic-fi book I've read a long time), A Madness of Angels by Kate Griffin (because angels are warriors and cities are full of magic) and The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (because being a teenager is hard and heartbreaking and beautiful)

Movies: Star Trek (because the new one is coming out in a few months and I am so excited it's ridiculous), The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (because it's cute and lovely and warms your heart), Dredd (because he is judge, jury and executioner and the bottom half of Karl Urban's face) and Silver Linings Playbook (because it's hard to present mental illness without pity and this movie manages that).

TV shows: Justified (because of genius hillbilly pastors who rule the world and the people who love them) and Elementary (because of Lucy Liu being perfect and her broken Holmes)

Photos: The cast of Community as The Breakfast Club and Idris Elba as Han Solo. You're welcome.

And this face: 

        

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Song of the Day: Fall Out Boy - My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark
(FOB is back and in that moment I swear we were back in 2007 and I love it)

"Welcome to the new age."

Welcome to the family, little puppy. 

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Like I mentioned in the last post, The Boy and I bit the bullet and got a puppy 2 months ago. We had been talking about it for ages and one night we sat down for a coffee with a friend and one hour later we had the number of a lady who had a new litter of Beagle puppies and a few weeks later we had our adorable little ball of fur :) We named him Captain after Captain James Tiberius Kirk (we are trekkies all the way) and Captain America (cause I was still in an Avengers fangirl craze).

He is a Beagle through and through. He play bites and he chews all the furniture and I was without internet for a few days cause he ate the cable, he eats anything and he will eat us out of house and home if we let him but we love him so much so we forgive him for being a batshit crazy little fucker.

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Day one of Captain being a member of the family.

He was still shy back then, no chewing of shoes and no stealing of food. 

 

He fit in the palm of your hand. So of course we forgive him for all the crazy things he does.

His bed used to be a shoe box. Today, his bed is any surface he deems to be his because he has the attitude of a dictator and I think, in his mind, he believes we're all here to make his life easier. 

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Fast forward a couple of months and 6 kilograms later and the ears are still floppy, the teeth are sharpe and the nickname "The Vacuum Cleaner" fits better and better with every passing day.

  

Don't be fooled by that face, deep down he thinks he's a Rottweiler.

 

Wearing: Zara swetare, jeans and boots, Bershka leather jacket.

I love this little bastard :)

And we forgive him for everything because he makes us laugh. Even when he sleeps.

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Song of the Day: Imagine Dragons - Radioactive