Yea, it’s me. I’m alive. In fact, I’ve been very alive lately and so the blog has been almost completely dead. I’m still feeling this way, but I hope spring and brighter days will give me the boost I need to start blogging for real again. Until then you can follow my instagram noraalexa.

Hope to see you and the blog again soon. x

My camera is finally working the way it should. Had some mayor problems on that field lately, hence the absence. Thought I’d break the ice by answering where I buy my eyelashes, which I get asked frequently.

Never, never, ever buy lashes in the store!! They are insanely expensive there. I always buy mine from e-bay. You can get 10 pairs of perfect lashes for around 1$ (!) from cheap asian sellers. You simply search “lashes“, “false lashes“, “eyelashes” etc. E-bay is all about the search.

Eyelashes to the people!

Blazer and necklace from Mango
Sweater and headband from H&M
Trousers from Zara 

 LONG time, no see. I’ve been a trip to Oslo since last time. I found myself a perfect blazer. I like this look. Very casual and late 60s.

And I’ve finally got my camera equipment in order now, so I’ll be blogging more!

Quick update. I’ve got some new awesome stuff:
The gorgeous 70s tennis dress has finally arrived!
My Clarisonic Mia skin cleanser.
The worlds prettiest sleepmask with the eyes of Bette Davis on them.

I’ll show you all these things later. I’ll especially keep you updated about my skin using the Clarisonic Mia.

I’m going to have the best Valentine’s Day this year with my dear Mia and her friend doing nothing but game, smoke and talk rubbish.

Do you have any plans for Valentine’s?

- Anna Kournikova

I don’t think I’ll start playing, but I still purchased this amazing mini tennis dress from the 1970s on Etsy.com. Isn’t it lovely? Still waiting for it, but I bet it will look awesome when the heat and sun decides to show up again. It’s really been so long since I’ve bought anything vintage, and that’s not good.

The dress is from TheyRoaredVintage.

Have you bought anything pretty lately?

I hate the winter for its darkness. It’s so hard to take good look pictures, which you’ve probably noticed it has been a lack of lately.

Smokey Brigitte Bardot eyes today. Skirt from Pepaloves.

I copied Brigitte Bardots messy, big version of the beehive. I don’t really like the sleek, clean beehive style like Audrey Hepburn used to wear. I need it a little messier. I think it looks awesome on Bardot and I wanted to try it. Did it look okay?

- Brigitte Bardot

Bardot is definitely one of my biggest inspirations when it comes to style and HAIR in particular.

Girls. Fellow XX-chromosomers. When did it become okay to call another girl a whore? When she dressed in a mini skirt? When she had bigger breasts than you? When she wore too much makeup? When she was was a little too self-confident for your taste? When she had fun? When other people called her pretty? When men gave her attention? Does this justify it? Don’t you understand that those words don’t only apply to her when you use them, but on all of us – including you? You make it sound okay for men to use them on us too. You even contribute to the extreme view which says that a woman is to blame for a rape because she ‘dressed provocative’. “Whore” is a sexist word made up by people to make women feel ashamed of themselves. Ashamed of their bodies. Ashamed of their very being. Used by religion, history and bad men to push women down. To make us think we’re worth less. If the world has moved so much forward; if we keep telling ourselves we are all equals; then why do we keep calling each other sluts and whores and skanks and bitches? Calling a girl a slut is to call us all sluts. Because the very word is about all women and their bodies.

Being a woman is hard. We endure bleeding every month. Most of us will go through child birth. We’re considerably more prone to chronic diseases. We’re more exposed to sexual assaults. 12.6% of us will have breast cancer. We also live longer than men, something that will cause us to experience many losses during our lives. The fact that many women worldwide today are sold to their husbands for the price of goats, become victims of FGM (female genital mutilation), don’t have the right to an education, are forced into prostitution, are dying in childbirth and  exposed to rape as a weapon of war all goes to show that women still are suffering because of their sex. We don’t have to make each others lives even harder. It’s hard enough.

I don’t understand why we hold on to so much envy and jealousy inside of us. We can’t seem to be happy for each other, but turn it into a competition. And yes, I am no exeption. I’ve been jealous and mean to some, but I have also been hurt by girls doing it to me. None of it feels good. Does it really make you feel better by saying or writing something you know will hurt her? No, it doesn’t. But if you learned to be happy for her or to accept her you wouldn’t feel so bad. You would probably get a better life.

Comfort the girl in pain. Be inspired by the girl who fulfilled her dreams. Admire the girl with the beauty. Learn from the girl with experience. Guide the new girl. Accept the girl with faults. Take pride in us. After all, we are all sisters.

And I am well aware this post became very cliché; so just shut up and stop calling each other whores.

Today I painted my eyes in a 60s cateye style with my favorite liquid eyeliner from Sensai.

And I curled my hair.

And wore my new white lace dress.

Because I had a math test at school and I needed to feel self confident. And it worked! 

I am very sorry for the dead blog but school has been overwhelming lately, though better now that I’m done with quite a few deadlines. I’ve also noticed that my blog moves further and further to the left?! I will get to the bottom of it, or to the left of it…