I sometimes try to explain depression to people who have no personal experience with it whatsoever. Not often, but it happens. I feel like I did a decent job in my «On Depression» blog post back in the day, but I recently found a new way to describe it that I think might be understandable.
Or, well, actually, four. Let me explain.
This is the draft of a blog post that I have kept in the notes app on my iMac for a year but never posted. I recently stumbled across it again, and although it is unfinished I feel like it is good enough to post. It ends rather abruptly, but I felt like it would be wrong to add an ending to it an entire year later. I hope you still find it worth reading.
You must have heard of Marie Kondo by now. The Japanese organizing consultant and author wrote a book called “The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up”, and one by one my fellow minimalists/decluttering enthusiasts have devoured it and sung its praises. Me, I was a KonMari skeptic. I had already read a few books on the subject (my favorite being “The Joy of Less” by Francine Jay), so what new could Marie Kondo’s book possibly bring to the table?
Hello boys and girls! It’s me again! Maja decided to take the day off so once again I will be your guest blogger for the day. You might already know me from posts such as Kanutten’s Travel Routine and Kanutten’s 5 Piece French Wardrobe, but today I have an extra special treat (did someone say treat?!) in store for you, my most guarded of secrets: my beauty routine. I know, I can hear your gasps through the screen. I am going to tell you how to achieve my perfectly poofy tail, my beachy undone curls and my flawlessly manicured pieds. Just keep on reading!
I’m a feminist…
- Because people tell me I’m lucky I have a man who likes to cook.
- Because I’m not even 30 and I have been asked about when I’m going to have children for nearly a decade.
- Because I’m not even sure I want children, and I am scared shitless of your reaction if it turns out that I don’t.
- Because people assume I’m bitter over the fact that my boyfriend has not yet proposed to me.
- Because people assume I dream of my future wedding when in reality I dread the thought of the expense, the work and the attention.
- Because you’re surprised to find out I’m into technology and gadgets.
- Because when I tell you where I work, your reply is more often than not “oh, so you work in insert-entry-level-position-here?”
Hi guys! Maja told me how much you liked my last guest post, so here I am again. Long time no see! I’ve been totes busy eating, sleeping and chasing my squeaky frog toy around, but today I’m taking time out of my busy schedule to drop some knowledge on you. The holidays are upon us and many of you are probably getting ready to travel home to your families right now, so what better time for a travel routine post?
Dear Parisiennes: I get it now. Truly, I do. I apologize for my ridiculous behavior. We caught on a while ago to the fact that there is no single “Parisienne” style of dressing and that this French Voguette/Jane Birkin hybrid beast only exists in books and blogs and magazines, but it was still a fun idea to play with. All those breton shirts, all that je ne sais pas (typo, but I’m keeping it), and let’s not forget that effortlessness, right girls? So much effortlessness, massive amounts of effortlessness, it was borderline exhausting! Don’t worry though, you will be happy to know that there seems to be a completely new mythological girl to emulate.