This is not good-bye

Well... It was bound to happen at some point. A few days ago, my digital camera (which wasn't very good to begin with), decided it was time to call it quits.

We've had a short but nice life together - she said - I jus't don't feel there's anything new we can give each other. Its time to go separate ways...

The funny thing is... This wasn't a total shocker. Things hadn't been going great lately between us and I was doing things I certainly felt guilty about. I wasn't really cheating, but I can't admit I hadn't been tempted. Maybe she had already realized what those late nights I spent looking at her meant. Maybe she realized my dissapointed looks whenever I looked at the photos and felt... well, that this wasn't going to be able to go for much longer. In that case, I understand, she wanted to leave proudly, instead of slowly fading into oblivion.

Bottomline is, she's gone. So this blog will have to be on indefinite hiatus until I manage to get my hands on that other camera I mentioned. It should'nt be so long since I've got quite a good editing jobs I'm working at right now that don't make me feel exploited.

I envy bloggers who can keep blogs up with inspirational posts, or presenting beautiful collection of photographys they find online, but I guess that's just not me. The intention of this blog was... well, to share different bits and pieces of my life, and the lack of a digital camera certainly complicates that equation.

I'll still make sure to check my favorite blogs regularly and to keep discovering new ones, and to let everyone know when I'm posting again.

Lots of love, J.

wandering in white

Although I'll be really busy the next following days, I didn't want to leave the blog on its own, all left alone...

So here's an interesting video. A friend of mine is moving to New York to study film direction in a couple of days, and he did a video with fragments of his first three shorts. I was in his first one, so that's me, the girl in white wandering through an abandoned street.

Shooting it was a beautiful experience. Although I don't have the full video, I thought it would be fun to share this. You can't really see it, but where I'm walking is actually located in front of an amazing beach in Lima. It used to be one of the fanciest places to hang out when my father was younger, a place to see and be seen. Nevetheless, because its hard to reach there, it became extremly dangerous during the almost two decades my country spent under the opression and fear of both terrorists and military forces alike.

Now it is pretty abandoned. It never really recovered from those dark times. Yet, it is one of my favorite places in the city, it looks decadent and fascinating. Like time froze. My friend lives in the building right above where I was walking, he has one of the most fascinating views in Lima for next to nothing.

In the cold, cold night

El clima empieza a cambiar en Lima y la neblina y el frio cada vez mas intensos, hacen que andar por las calles convierta instantes cotideanos en pequeños fragmentos de historias de nostalgia. Tardes cada vez mas oscuras, segundos que se alargan con el frio colandose por cada descuido que dejamos en nuestro atuendo.

Siempre me gusto el invierno, siempre preferí el frio, hay una parte mia que no encuentro en las epocas de calor que empieza a manifestarse cuando baja la temperatura. ¿Será por eso que esta falda, aunque de verano, solo se me antoja en el invierno? Quizá la delgadez de su tela no corresponde con como me hace sentir.

Winter is really here. Finally. Winter and the fog that always comes along with it are making my daily night walks become lovely nostalgic moments. Afternoons end sooner everyday, and every moment feels longer, as the cold air finds its way to reach bits of our skin we left uncovered in an unaware moment.

I have always prefered the winter. Could it be right to say I'm more of a winter person? I don't know, yet as the temperature gets colder, I start to rediscover parts of myself that seem to have been asleep during the warmer months.


I guess my life goes in an opposite direction as that of some animals. A part of me goes to sleep during the summer, awakening to enjoy the beautiful winter.


Winter means spending more time at home. And I love to stay at home, and drink some chamomile while listening to my dad's old vynils.

The skirt was made by yours truly. Its has three segments and velvet strips that divide them. There are little pleats over the velvet strips that my camera is unfortunately not good enough to zoom in.

The funny thing is, its a summer skirt. Yet I haven't worn it once during the summer.

Maybe something about it goes better with my winter personality?

Relooking: - The Denim Jacket -

I remember commenting a few weeks ago in somebody's post about denim jackets. Apparently they are the new item everyone is wearing. I don't know... what I do remember saying was that I felt it was a trend I wasn't going to apply to my own personal style. I just... I can't really explain it, but denim jackets don't seem to work on me.

I know, they look great on so many other people. As I commented before on this blog, I don't really follow trends much, so I don't think I could give you the scoop on who is wearing what and how. Something I do know about this trend, though, is that you are supposed to wear them big, washed out and vintage.

I did everything wrong, its tailored, dark and brand new. Yet, I love it.

I think the belt at the bottom makes it look a little bit like a biker's jacket, which is great. I need things like this to take the 'princess' vibe out of some of my outfits.

After a very crazy week, things are finally settling back to normal. I was exhausted and severely sleep deprived.

Its funny though, taking the stress aside, I'm amazed with my career. I love it so much it actually feels wrong to call it that. Reading for my exams, discussing the lectures... I feel like I coulnd't be any luckier. Studying philosophy... well, sometimes it feel so right it makes me feel guilty.

Es curioso, pues a veces me he quejado de lo difícil que se me hace decir aquello que en verdad quiero decir manteniendo este blog en inglés.

Quizá por eso tomé la determinación de empezar a escribir en castellano y quizá posteriormente cambiarlo.Extrañamente, ese tampoco es el método que más me ha acomodado. A veces creo que mi mente funciona en inglés y en castellano de manera inesperada, corre de un idioma a otro sin avisar y vuelve y vuelve a cambiar.

There are some things happening, right now, that have me feeling very excited. I will share a bit more in the future, but right now I'm too nervous to say them outloud.

Brown all over

Si existen los dioses de las compras de segunda mano... ¡este fin de semana se despertaron de muy buen humor...!
If thrift gods happen to exist somewhere... then I'm guessing they woke up in a very good mood this weekend!

Encontre un maravilloso par de zapatos marrones... I found the most beautiful pair of brown shoes.

Confieso que son un poco pequeños y que tan solo puedo usarlos con medias muy delgadas... pero, ¿son perfectos o me lo estoy imaginando?

Yes, they are a bit small, and I can only wear them with really thin socks... but I still think they are perfect, aren't they?




I really had been meaning to get shoes like this for a long long time



Encontre también esta cartera marrón, cómoda y espaciosa... Me recuerda a las que usa mi abuela, tan bonitas.
... Oh, and I also found this lovely brown bag, so roomy and comfortable. It reminds me of the ones my grandmother likes to wear... so pretty.


Finalmente... este collar que combina especialmente bien con uñas rojas y expresiones sonsas.

Finally, this necklace that I feel goes very well with red nails and silly looks.







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I have mid-terms this week so I don't think I'll be posting at least until the weekend. Have a lovely week and don't forget to come back soon!

Six Quirks

When I was tagged to write the six unespectacular quirks about me I was happy, and thought I would do something special. I was planing on doing some sort of scrapbook with written notes, however, my mid-terms at uni and the five books on presocratic philosophy I need to read for wednesday have made me realize that to go through with my plans I would have to wait at least a week more before I could post it.

So... just written text and only in English this time!

Here's how it goes. Romeika (who I happen to think has a blog that definitely worth checking, with her great posts about great movies) tagged me. The rules are:


1. Link the person(s) who tagged you.
2. Mention the rules in your blog.
3. Write about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger's blogs letting them know they've been tagged.

My six unespectacular quirks are...

1. I drink chamomile. A lot of chamomile. And by a lot I mean between seven or eight cups of chamomile everyday. I even bought a gigantic cup just so I could drink more chamomile everytime I have one. Everyone knows its my thing, and everyone jokes about it constantly.

During the winter I even carry little chamomile bags in my bag so I can have a cup even where they don't have any.

2. On the chamomile subject... I know fresh herbs are supposed to be better than the ones on little bags, but I like the little bags better when it comes to chamomile. I usually don't add any sugar but sometimes I like to throw some mint leaves in and a small spoon of honey.

3. I still have a hard time knowing which one's right and which one's left. Everytime I'm asked to rise my right hand, take a left turn, etc. I pretend like I'm writing my name with both hands. The one that feels more natural is the right, that's how I can tell. I usually try to do it so nobody notices but sometimes they do and I get embarassed.

4. Sometimes I dress like Anna Karina in Bande À Part. She looks so adorable in that dancing scene, with that plaid skirt and the hat. Everytime I do it I really hope someone will notice and tell me I remind them of her.

Someone did once. Its still one of my favorite moments ever.

5. I cry a lot. In silly things. Like dog food advertisements.

6. I got a car, but never got a drivers license. I can't really drive. I gave the car to my brother and got a cute bicycle with a nice basket on the front. I take it everywhere and I haven't taken a taxi in months. In a city as chaotic as Lima, driving a bicycle is a real quirk.

And one more, just for the sake of it....

7. I actually think of my dog, Iago, as one of my best friends.

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Allright. There they are.

Here are the ones I'm tagging.

Diary of Thirld World Fashionista
Professionally Trendy.
Some Notes on Napkins.
Fashion Fake
A Mirror
Dotti's Dots

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And just because it can't all be just text. A nice video, nice music, nice girl, nice dress.