The sign behind me says, "Fat Baby," which literally described me all of winter. But now that it's a new season, you can catch me on that health-conscious and ~fitfam~ life. This spring, I'll be "Skinny Adult." It's really a work in progress still tho 🙄 because life, matcha, and donuts. And just sugar in general.
#i ❤️red #i ❤️reddoors #doors#windows#doorsandwindows#doorsworldwide#doorsofdistinction#doorsoftheworld#home#house#irishhomes#i 💚ireland #tasmanianartist#friends#reflections Another red door thanks to my friend Linda who has been travelling around Ireland following the lives of her ancestors. Linda has created some wonderful bonnet tributes during her time in Ireland. She has stitched her bonnets in a variety of Irish places relevant to her ancestors lives.
The particular photo is reminiscent of homes I’ve admired across Ireland. The red front door is a solid structure, a standout splash of red brightening up the typical Irish grey stone home. I love the reflections in the windows....
Thanks for this photograph Linda. Transported me immediately to beautiful Ireland through this capturing image.
Entra | Film Version | 2016⠀⠀
🇮🇹 Questa sono io. I palazzi milanesi sono protetti da bellissimi ingressi che nascondono spesso cortili e giardini che a pochi è concesso vedere, interni silenziosi celati dalle facciate e tante vite che chi sta fuori può solo immaginare. Allo stesso modo il mio carattere mi impedisce di aprirmi facilmente, ho come una facciata di protezione, decorata o semplice che sia, ma con la porta sempre chiusa. Pochi sanno aprirla, molti vedendola chiusa lasciano perdere, altri cercano di sfondarla, chi sa guardare meglio si accorge che in realtà è facile da aprire, ma pochissimi hanno la chiave. Porte di legno più facili da scalfire, cancelli di ferro impossibili da aprire se non con la chiave giusta. E come succede in un palazzo, non si può lasciare la porta aperta a chiunque. Solo chi non si fermerà davanti alla facciata, solo chi andrà oltre la superficie, potrà aprire la porta, o forse la troverà già aperta.⠀⠀
🇬🇧 This is me. Buildings in Milan are protected by beautiful entrances that often hide courtyards and gardens that few are allowed to see, silent interiors hidden by façades and many lives that who is out can only imagine. Similarly my character prevents me to open me up easily, I have a sort of façade of protection, decorated or simple that it may be, but with the door always closed. Few know how to open it, many, seeing it closed, give up, others try to break it down, who knows how to look better realizes that it is actually easy to open, but very few have the key. Wooden doors easier to scratch, iron gates impossible to open except with the right key. And as in a palace, you can't leave the door open to anyone. Only who wouldn't be stopped by the façade, only who will go beyond the surface, will be able to open the door, or perhaps will find it already open.⠀⠀
I'm a big time planner and organiser and will look up and research what I want to see and do in advance but I love it when unexpected finds happen, like this little corner in Kensington. Somehow though it was owners-everywhere day Monday, either someone was just locking their door, getting in their car or coming home when I was about to take or in the middle of taking a picture. I much prefer meeting resident cats. 😁
Iced coffee runs through these gay veins with unicorns, glitter and rainbows 🤷🏼♂️ // Excited to escape the city this weekend for a little work trip to a few of my fave New England towns. Any guesses where? 🤔 // ALSO just posted a controversial story about Uber drivers knowing their own directions - what’s the consensus? Should Uber drivers know where they’re going or is it ok for them to ask you for directions? I’m team “I took Uber because I didn’t wanna think so don’t ask me anything”, but I need confirmation that I’m not being dramatic AF like I usually am with everything else in my life 🤦🏼♂️
I am obsessed by how beautiful the streets are looking right now. It goes against all my clean look admirations, but you have Spring going wild in the most unexpected places. I just had to share. Happy Tuesday. #ritafarhifinds