// fashion files: button down and denim //

So I thought today I'd do a fashion post!! I've gone through a long process of figuring out exactly what I want my style to be, but I think I've finally figured out a general base that is classic and hip all at once. Time will tell if I stick with it, but at the moment I think I'm probably at a point/age where my style shouldn't change too much more. Hopefully.

I like to look hipster- but not too coffee shop hanging, mega-bearded boyfriend hipster. (I hate those beards).

I want to look aesthetic- but not totally 'I just spent all my money at a thrift shop buying 90s clothes and am now trying too hard while reading a book about Van Gogh. Or at least taking a picture of it.' 

I want to look vaguely bohemian - but not like a hippy or gypsy or something.

Basically I've sifted down through this variety of related but different looks to find a starting point that I think general consensus would deem timeless- the French girl. (Told you- I'm becoming a Francophile!  Their style, and music...).

 They are artistic, and the original hipsters, all while managing to remain classic.

I look to classic icons from the 60s and 70s- such as Francoise Hardy, Jane Birkin(selectively) etc. for inspiration, as well as modern ones like Jeanne Damas and others. 

Granted I'm neither tall nor particularly thin- but who cares.Todays' look is very basic- white button-down and denim.

A staple of any wardrobe should probably be a good white button down. Mine isn't ideal, but it works for now. 

 
And an A-line button-up denim skirt, fresh from Old Navy. I'm quite happy with it, it fits well, was on sale and is long enough for general wear.

And, of course, the bangs. I cut them myself so they can be a little messy, but isn't that the point of french bangs?


I'd like to do more posts like this, going forward. Sort of a fashion files ongoing series, with posts on both my outfits and on different inspirations, as well as some makeup stuff.  If anyone who already has tackled any fashion blogging has tips for me- PLEASE, I'd love to hear them.
Thankfully my sister is a great photographer. It really helps. 

// wings //

via pinterest

I feel it, I feel it...

The quickening, the tightening, the stirring

The rush of blood, the beat of heart

Growing, growing...

I hear it, I hear it...

The rustling, the blowing, the shuddering

The taking off, the soar of wind

Going, going...

I see it, I see it...

The dizzying, the widening, the realizing

The stretch of sight, the broad of world

Flying, flying...

// on a street in paris //

via pinterest

‘If there was any hope she could love me, she would have looked my way, given some sign…’ He mentally moaned behind his paper, watching over it’s edge as she slowly moved along the street. In fact, every movement she’d made since noticing him had been choreographed for his benefit.

But of course, he didn’t know that.

‘Why doesn’t he look up, say hello, anything? Instead of just staying stuck inside that stupid newspaper?’ She fumed silently, as she sauntered down the street, glancing in the shop windows and fixing her bangs with careless movements. In fact, he hadn’t noted a word of that paper since the first step she’d taken onto Rue Amour.

But of course, she didn’t know that.

The little old lady across the street, selling red geraniums in terra-cotta pots, smiled. She didn’t say anything about the way of young love she’d been observing for years, the same thing in different people.

But of course, she knew.

xx sappy. i've turned into a vague francophile lately. i'll hopefully be posting something more productive soon xx

// portraits //

 

Full portrait, as promised. I don't have a name for this one... Suggestions? • • #portrait #painting #acrylic #red #girl

A photo posted by nina derespino (@ninette1998) on May 18, 2016 at 1:06pm PDT

Full shot of Memories. Anyone guessed the subject? • • #portrait #painting #acrylic #man #green

A photo posted by nina derespino (@ninette1998) on May 18, 2016 at 1:07pm PDT

I've been getting into acrylic in the fairly recent past... I'm loving doing these portraits. I'm planning to do more, but I say that a lot and then never fulfill so no promises.

// the quote tag pt. 3 //

Now, I might differ in that I have strong feelings about early man and the way humankind has 'progressed' since the fall.  Don't ever talk to me about cave men or you might regret it. Therefore if he's buying into the idea of early man being primitive in their understanding I reject that part. However, I don't think he necessarily is; and even if so, the quote still speaks truth. Besides, who's to say that thinking of tree's and stars in such mystical terminology is less developed? Our reasonable explanations for these things have in some ways taken from them.

Anyways, I was actually just thinking about these sorts of concepts yesterday afternoon in the car, before I came home and looked at quotes haha. The older I get the more I feel there is incredible, in some cases incomprehensible, imagery and symbolism woven into the tapestry of even the simplest things of nature. The Bible speaks to God's revelation in nature, and in our own hearts.

Of course, it can never be comparable to scripture- our doctrine and truth must be founded always and only in the Word. But we can, through the light it gives our eyes, then view all of creation as a beautiful storybook, with the most exquisite of illustration and masterful execution. We can look for the truths we already know for fact in the Bible, then hidden in swirls and whispers all around us.

So thats the end of the tag!! Hope I don't sound too weird or mystical because that's definitely not how I'm meaning it.

I enjoyed it a lot, so thanks again to Maggie @ Traveling Home for the tag!

My last nominees-

Ava @ Quiet Land
Abbiee @Abbiee- the music blog

I'll be back before long with some new posts, look for a book review, an instagram roundup and who knows what all else. So there you go!!

// the quote tag pt. 2//

Well I had an amazing Tolkien quote picked out, however my internet is acting up so I couldn't get the photo. Hopeful tomorrow.

'Now Faith… is the art of holding on to things your reason has once accepted, in spite of your changing moods. For moods will change, whatever view your reason takes. I know that by experience. Now that I am a Christian I do have moods in which the whole thing looks very improbable: but when I was an atheist I had moods in which Christianity looked terribly probable. This rebellion of your moods against your real self is going to come anyway. That is why Faith is such a necessary virtue: unless you teach your moods ‘where they get off’, you can never be either a sound Christian or even a sound atheist, but just a creature dithering to and fro, with its beliefs really dependent on the weather and the state of its digestion. Consequently one must train the habit of Faith.

C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity 

This quote is one of the dearest to my own changeable heart. The realization of the truth that it speaks of has totally changed my thinking and brought me a lot of peace. The fact is, our feelings, our 'faith' for that matter, don't mean a thing apart from the God in whom they are placed anyways. If my Faith depended on my 'faith' it wouldn't be worth placing faith in to begin with! 

This full quote is often shortened to the more memorable

'Faith is the art of holding on to things in spite of your changing moods and circumstances.'

Which is in fact the quote I remembered, however upon searching it found the whole thing (which I have read of course but didn't know by heart.) Sadly I don't have a photographic memory. It's one of my greater sorrows to be honest.

Anyways, see you tomorrow for the last installment!

 

Todays tags

Melody @Bloom for Jesus

Abby @ My Favorite Things

Abby @ Chronicles in Bloom

// the quote tag //

   Maggie @ http://homewardtraveling.blogspot.com has tagged my for the daily quote challenge, so many thanks to her!!! I won't be able to do 3 bloggers a day, but I'll tag three at the bottom of each post.

Rules:

   1. Thank the person who nominated you

   2. Nominate 3 new bloggers everyday

   3. Post a new quote everyday for three consecutive days

This is a hard tag!!!! I love so very many quotes and I feel oddly traitorous trying to pick only three, like the ones I don't pick are being left behind or deceitfully omitted. It's my INFP side coming out.

I don't know who he is but this quote basically sums me up as a writer. I cannot grasp my own abstractions unless I see them, spelled out for myself, by myself. It forces me to word things, to fully explore the thoughts that I haven't given flesh to, to focus on my topic. And then, in addition to being able to understand myself better, I can share with and hopefully bless and enrich others. 

Phew, one down- two to go. I'm sorry I've been sort of absent, my life is going back into a routine(more or less) now, so I'll be getting back at it. I have a couple of things planned for the next few weeks, so stay tuned! Hope you had a great Sunday!

and I'm tagging

Shandi @ Beyond the Ordinary 

Olivia @ Summer of 1999

Lauren @ Victory

You know come to think of it I actually have a couple other people so I might be able to at least come a little closer to the rules. Till tomorrow!

// little snippet from 'Climb Evr'y Mountain //

So long to The Sound of Music(the show that is😉) and all the wonderful people in it! Can't wait to see you again!! • • #climbevrymountain #song #video #thesoundofmusic #mesinging

A video posted by nina derespino (@ninette1998) on May 2, 2016 at 9:36am PDT

Does anyone have any tips for starting a youtube?? (Also-for those who, like me, would be interested, the high note at the end is a Bflat. Because I'd want to know haha)

// the death of a dream //

via pinterest

dreams sail up so high,

with trails like rockets,

whistling and calling you to look, look up

only to then burst like a firework,

with a bang, showering down glitter in streams

its last glory sparkling brighter as it descends,

stinging like a spark where it touches you,

until all thats left as you stare 

from the ground to the empty sky

is the smoke and the echoes,

the feelings,

and the memory.

xx angsty little thing xx