Winter wonderland

The weather in Helsinki has been giving me major Lapland vibes. It’s like a winter wonderland in here. It’s also been way sunnier than I had expected. Beautiful – and cold. A while back I ran 10 kilometres and my toes made it through just barely. Anyone else have the problem of their toes getting so cold they swell up like crazy when you come back indoors? Can you be allergic to the cold? Note to self: should probably check that out.

I’ll admit I still look at all the holiday pictures from beautiful beaches that everyone seems to be posting, but still, right now living in this wintery land feels nice. And I guess it doesn’t hurt that Risto is really enjoying both this winter and the cold (says it’s the perfect time to get work done).

The best sound at the moment is the snow scrunching below my shoes and the best thing to stare at are the birch trees against the light blue sky.

 

And as always with life, you don’t know how long it lasts. Might be grey, wet and major holiday fever the next day. So I’m trying to enjoy this while I can.

 

My all black winter outfit

Jacket – Vila (Zadaa)
Boots – Vagabond (Zadaa)
Turtleneck shirt – Hugo Boss
Fake leather pants – Vero Moda
Bag – Michael Kors

 

 

Greetings from the winter wonderland! Hope you’re good.

 

 

Beautiful, but quiet

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Jacket –  Second hand | Scarf – Kappahl | Pants – Only | Bag – Björn Borg | Shoes – Vagabond | Earrings – Hopea-Puro

Facebook has started to remind ourselves of our memories, things shared in the past. I find them funny and lovely – usually the memories are something happy and positive – good moments, that we have wanted to share. But obviously, there are some other things too, things that other people have posted on your profile, posts about people that you have lost and etc.

Today, Facebook reminded me of a guy, that posted on my profile. It was some game, where you needed to post your first impressions of a person on his or her profile. The post said “Beautiful, but quiet”.

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As in, I am beautiful, but not good enough – not entertaining enough – certainly not the light of the party. On the comment section we changed a few words and the guy asked me why I was so quiet and I responded with something like ‘it’s always the quiet ones’. What I was trying to say with that, was that I had more on my mind, than what was seen on the outside. What I was desperately trying to signal, was that I was worth getting to know to, but I wasn’t one of those, who let people close easily.

Well – I hardly knew that guy and remembering that time, I was hanging out with friends, that I am no longer in contact with.

But I still sometimes hear that accusation. Being quiet – there must be something wrong with me? Am I not happy?

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And there lays the mistake – thinking, that only people, who are constantly talking, laughing and smiling are happy. People, who make friends easily and socialize around. People who let it be known, let it be heard.

To be honest, I’m not really sure why I started to write about this subject in the first place. I’m not sure, if I know what I really want to say with it. But what I do know, is that there is a certain peace in knowing yourself, knowing your worth and appreciating your life. That peace creates a happy feeling, that doesn’t only show on your lips, but feels all the way in your feet.

Sometimes all you need is to not to talk with people, but to simply know that they are there.

And if it looks like it’s beautiful, but quiet – so be it. I was never about much noise anyway.

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Photos & hair: Susanna Poméll/Healthyhair

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