Posts tagged ‘shopping’

May 9, 2013

news from somewhere: on settling

by ada

That’s all the earthly goods I own (okay, I also have about 2000 more volumes of books stored at home in Budapest). Isn’t that much of property, is it? Well, it was a real pain to move all of it into the car-free zone of the Altstadt and I’m now convinced that I’m in the immediate need of some deep self-reflection, because I obviously have Serious Problems. Why on Earth, for example, do I own six pairs of blue jeans, why, why? I wear only one of them, always the same because  the other five don’t even fit (they never did. Why did I bought them on the first place? Am I insane?) Why did I collect eleven pieces of shirts that all give me that inappropriate looks of bursting breast buttons you can read about in cheap erotic novels? Why, why can’t I accept the fact that with a bra size of 75D the only clothes I should go with are burqas or glitter tops, depending on the situation? And why do I buy books in such raving attacks? I don’t even read anymore.

The truth is, I’m so tired of moving. I’m doing it since more than ten years. I want a constant life, a place which is mine, where painting the walls and putting pictures on them isn’t forbidden, where I can have my own furniture after my own taste instead of that of my landlord, where I have the place to display all my 2000 volumes of books in alphabetic order (even if I don’t read them anymore) and where nobody has the right to bother me with stupid problems like why did I put my name-plate on the right side of my post box instead of putting it on the left side of my post box. I want a lonesome island. I want to own that lonesome island.

moving

December 21, 2012

365/338+bonus

by ada

Christmas groceries shopping and the sun above the Danube.

338

338bonus

October 26, 2012

365/300

by ada

My favourite shop in Salzburg. 

October 13, 2012

365/287

by ada

Shopping with a coworker of mine. I’m planning to buy a new camera, because my old (and only) one is falling apart, literally. It has also some lens problems which manifest in the form of dark, ufo-like shadows on the pictures. So, taking photos lately was mainly about finding some dunkle background to hide the ufos in it or cropping the images to cut the ufos out. While both of these processes are quite challenging (you can never know what exactly remains of the picture), they don’t really make photographing more enjoyable.

After reading through hundreds of photography tests and product reviews I became totally unable to take any decisions (taking decisions is no skill of mine, anyway). I don’t want a DSLR, because it’s too big and too expensive for me. Later, maybe, but not now. What I really need at this moment is a compact camera, that has a big zoom, makes good macros, has a normal SD card slot (no micro SD, please), and maybe a good enough battery? I also want to carry it around in my pocket and it shouldn’t cost more than 300 euros (that is the security prize limit, which I actually can’t really afford to reach). Any ideas or suggestions? I know, it’s the low end of photography, but that’s all I have place in my life for right now.

July 5, 2012

365/186

by ada

I’m trying really hard not to buy books because I know just too well how complicated moving becomes through having tons of them, and I’m moving quite frequently. I still have things stored in Graz and in Holland. Of course if you do have enough money it’s just fine (everything is fine if you do have enough money, haha) but if you don’t, it ends up being a serious issue. But not buying books is somewhat difficult for me, so I’m really proud of myself, because that’s all my library gained in two months. It could be much worse.

The mirror shows the delicate taste of my landlord. I hate it with my very heart.

June 17, 2012

365/169

by ada

I visited the flea market today and bought some nice clothes. I’m definitely not the average woman that gets this glossy shine in her eyes from the mention of bags and shoes and nail polish, but as I’ve mentioned already, I’m severely lacking clothes since I left Holland, and looking weird gets somewhat boring after almost nine months, even for me. And I do love flea markets, anyway.

June 11, 2012

365/163

by ada

I spent the whole day with shopping and getting myself frustrated. I bought things I really needed (or badly wanted, ahem, hello, 99% Lindt chocolate and flowery clothes with lace) but I always get The Guilts if I happen to buy something. It’s the result of spending my childhood and studying time in most poetical and romantic poverty, I guess.

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