Two weekends ago I was in Hamburg and upon buying some necessities, which are cheaper in Germany than Zurich, I couldn’t resist but buy a load full of magazines at the airport. I love diving into my perfect little bubble, which I call my world of magazines. I can spend ours flipping through the pages, looking at the pictures and then taking the next one. After I flipped through all of them, I start going to the first magazine to actually read some of the articles. I used to read so much more magazines, though nowadays barely do I have the time for it. I could, I guess, read before going to bed. Though most of the evening, after work, I love doing absolutely nothing – and I mean nothing. I can stare at a wall for 1 hour and relax, calm down and enjoy the quiet peaceful moment. Weird, I know.
These magazines are actually a perfect example of it, I have bought these two weeks ago and at most, I have gone through 3 of them fully. The good thing about it though, they last – so long! I used to read them all at once and then was annoyed for having to wait a whole month for the next ones to come out (for most magazines). Now it’s perfect – after about 4 weeks I have read most of them, or hopefully all, and can buy the next stack. The only one missing here is the Vogue – though – my mother has taken on a subscription on it, for me. Thank you!
Which is your favorite, must have and fully read-through magazine?
You might have already seen my last post about Marrakesh – the colors, culture and photos I cannot get enough of. Here is to another one – a great memory and some great colors that I will always keep in mind and carry with me in the future. During our vacation in Marrakesh I had to visit the, probably, most famous garden at Rue YVES SAINT LAURENT. Not only was he one of the most inspirational and creative minds on earth, regarding the making and presenting of fashion and women, but also did he have a great taste regarding living and stlye.
The colors in the garden, in combination with the almost wild-growing nature, found in the middle of Marrakesh, left me breathless. The blues, yellows and oranges all over in combination with the fresh greens of the plants was so vivid and relaxing simultaneously.
Truth be told, for the summer and those hot days, it’s a real fashion inspiration. Suddenly, I wanted to wear only bright colors. What I ended up wearing? Mostly black. I admit, I love the non-defined colored, black, and own most of my pieces in exactly that tone.
Have you been to Marrakesh, what places did you visit? It surely was not my last time, I’ve fallen partly in love with this place and cannot wait to travel more!
I’ve been wanting to go on vacation for so long, especially to Marrakesh. Its an amazing city, which has so much to offer. This little dream of mine finally came true right around Easter. At the beginning of the year my father surprised us with the idea of having a family-vacation again (we haven’t, for quite a while). My mother and I have been talking about Marrakesh uncountable times before, so it was we quickly chose on this city as our destination.
What I found was not just a city, but an entire new world. The people are so amazing, its incredible. They are kind, helping, sharing and caring – those that have less than most of us do, give more than most of what we would give, always with a smile. Marrakesh seems to be one big happy-place, as such.
We stayed at a great hotel for one week, the Kenzi Menara Palace, a little outside of the center though still close enough to walk within 20 minutes. It gave the perfect balance: going into the never-empty city to explore and sight-see as well as back to the hotel to put our feet up and stay at the pool all day. I took immensely many pictures – too many, to put them all up here. Since all the moving to Zurich came right after my family vacation, I barely had time to even look at the photographs. Now I was able too and immediately thought of sharing some of my impressions with you.
When thinking of Marrakesh, prior to visiting my first time, I kept on thinking of bright colors, the culture, textiles, camels, sun-kissed-skin and most of all: tiles. I was always eager to going to Marrakesh to take pictures of the amazing architecture, the art as such and all the different tiles. I think I photographed more tiles than anything else. Looking back at the pictures, I noticed two other characteristics: For one, I barely have any photos of myself. That’s the thing, what always happens to me. Being behind the camera leaves me with absolutely no pictures of me. If I’m lucky I might find a picture on my family’s iPhone – or I take some of those selfies, which almost always instantly go onto Instagram. The second thing I noticed, were the doors (yes, you read that right!). The arch-like doors in almost every house and room made me want to change all my doors back at my little place. In fact, I wish I had a bathroom made with Moroccan tiles, arch-like doors and those amazing oil-lamps hanging from the ceiling. I did, of course, buy some souvenirs, though you cannot compare being in a city and trying to take it home. Sadly, it simply does not work. Its not just the art and architecture that made the experience unforgettable, it was the kind people around us, the weather, temperatures, smells of the amazing dishes and mint teas, the pool right at the hotel, the sight-seeing trips, the smell of roses in the air and simply the free-time we had. In the end, it was a holiday and is just not comparable to my daily living.
I am oh-so thankful for having had this experience and seeing all the lovely places with my family. Marrakesh is a city I will never forget and surely visit again in the future. In general, there are so many wonderful places out there and so many worlds to discover I cannot wait to travel the next time. For now though, I am happy to share some of my impressions with you.