I had a discovery last week. As some of you may know, I collect Barbie. I started about 4 years ago, and managed to make a fool enough of myself to kind of bring the hobby to a public audience in Finland after a few newspaper and magazine interviews, TV appearances and even a listing at the IMDB. Despite my enthusiasm, I kind of lost interest in the whole thing for a while. Might be because of the move from Finland to Australia, no more extra money to spend on Barbie. However, last week I was invited to a Barbie-lunch, as it was called, with 3 local collectors. Two of them collects vintage Barbie, one has just started and doesn’t quite know where to go yet, and then me, (more…)
I haven’t felt like posting since the shooting in Finland. I don’t know if you heard of it, or paid attention. A guy went into a school, shoot 8 women and 2 men dead and then himself. The school happened to be in a town that I have a lot of relatives in, Kauhajoki, and where I used to study pop & jazz music for a year some time back. One of the best years of my life, even though I didn’t learn much.
Fortunately I think nobody I know got hurt. At least I haven’t been told that. The police is finally taking illegal threats more (more…)
Although I am not planning to have children in the near future, if ever, I often find myself talking to one of my own, in my imagination. Today, I have one of those life lessons to share with all of you.
I was born with talent. Lots of talent, in lots of different things. I’m talented in writing, singing, designing, modelling, arts and even sports as I am very limber and very coordinated. In sports, although nobody would believe this, I have been actually asked to try out to represent my nation (more…)
I have a bit of an identity crisis. The first three identities I had were easy to swallow, and digest.
Identity 1.0
Child. A calm, good girl, mother’s precious, active, good at school, shy.
Identity 2.0
Teenager. Pimple faced. Awkward, unpopular. (more…)
A friend of mine just sent me a link to a song asking me to listen to it as it was so lovely. I knew it would not be my kind of music, as our taste is completely different, but I clicked it open nonetheless. It was a Finnish song, called “For real”, and it was about loving someone for real, and not just pretending to. I kept listening to it, mainly out of listening to my own language, but then it suddenly hit me why she loved the song. She spent a good portion of her life with men who pretended to love her, who put her down if she would think “too much” of herself, as in, had some self respect. They would beat her, lie to her, cheat on her, and then blame all of it on her. I remembered what she told me once. She said that with my example I had taught her to value herself, that she mattered. She was worth more than that. (more…)
