Pinterest • The world’s catalog of ideas

Explore Did It Myself, Broach Bouquet, and more!

It's days like this that i ask myself, "Why did I become a blogger?", Funny French Bulldog that just can't today ; }


There is always at least that one friend, or former boss, who never gives up on us. So don't say you have no one, you still have everyone. Who, well that's up to you. In my case, I had a few people who turned the courthouse upside down, to ensure if I did not get better, I would be treated in my own home. So I could enjoy Autumn the same way as you. Whenever I saw a friend this Fall, I had to bite myself from tears. Humans deserve 4 seasons there is no excuse as to why this cannot be…

Sparkle Baby, sparkle! 🌌 Did ya'll make it out the Blackfriday/Cybermonday sale madness with enough funds to eat this week? I made exact ONE purchase, super proud of myself 😆😎 Deets: ▫@bhcosmetics Modern Neutrals palette ▫ @eyekandycosmetics in 'Santa Baby' on the lid and along lower lash line (code janine20 to save) ▫@colouredraine Liquid to Matte in Satin Crème (code AMAZING to save) I have no clue what lashes these are, if they look familiar please tag. Found them on the bathroom shelf…

from Hönshuset Creative Studio

My decision making tool

Last weekend I did a talk at Spinnaker Nordics friday event Spin & Bobler .  I was invited to talk about how I build my brand and how I combine business with my hobbies. Also I told about the decision making tool that I developed half a year ago. I did some research on this topic and found that no existing tool really worked for me. This is obviously due to how I mix the more soft personal values in my company goal - for example I ask myself these kinds of questions before working...

from Dazed

Finn Wolfhard – Winter 2016

"Playing Mike, I accessed feelings I’d never accessed before. I emerged a better actor. I want to give myself credit for that, more than I did at the time" – Finn Wolfhard

Did I really stop cutting? Or am I lying to myself? I don't know. I hurt myself sometimes, but not with a real blade anymore. I think about when I feel down. I think about the feeling of pain when the blade touches my skin and the beautiful blood that floods out of the wound. I want to do it again, because it's been an addiction for years (I was thirteen when I started). So did I really stop cutting? I still can't answer that question