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My truly loved one,

I don't know how to start describing how dear you are to me. Ever since I met you, you have made me feel so good about myself. When I'm with you, I feel beautiful and confident, like I could face every single person in this world knowing that I'm adequate. You are all I need to instantly boost my self-esteem: You make me the version of myself that I like the most. With you, I'm closer to being a star, living in a time and day where everybody took the bother of looking put together under all circumstances, being Snow White, getting the man. I can honestly say that you complete me.

With your help, I've found a friend to go to the powder room with at every party.
Thanks to you I've also found a piece of myself which I treasure very much, the Rosy piece.

Sometimes, people try to tear us apart: They say you're too intense for me, that you're not suitable for my daily life. But I never
listen, because I know that you and I have a special bond: True love.

And, let's be honest, I also think you're hot.

Love,

Rosy Smith
You don't even want to know the struggle of posing with a lipstick.
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….finally, finally I can feel the warm touch of the sun on my skin again, the burning concrete under my feet, the relieve of a light breeze, messing up my hair. Summer highlights make it glow, there’s no need for make-up - finally my skin is able to breathe again, tan and shine….Long weeks of leisure time ahead of us! No deadlines, no pressure - summer means freedom, also concerning our always-rattling minds. But no nonsensically hanging around please! You’ll regret it by the first day after summer break at the latest, dreaming of the days where you could sleep in and wear your PJs all day.
This is your summer….maybe see some new places, grab those friends you meant to “meet sometime” two years ago or stick to your besties, and do something you never did before. And if it’s painting your room or giving yourself a makeover, it’ll give you the feeling of not having wasted this precious time of long, sunshine filled days….
Let’s make this summer worth thinking back of <3

Rosy Smith

This was my very first post on tumblr, where I still put up all my posts even though I've moved my blog to Blogger (Those who'd like to read my older posts as well, they're on rosysmith.tumblr.com - They're mostly about my trip to London, which was lovely). I still remember being inspired to write that day by the book I was reading: "Pain, Parties, Work - Sylvia Plath in New York, Summer 1953" by Elizabeth Winder. The title already intrigued me so much and I read it with great interest. I love to reread my favorite passages, many of them being quotes from diarys of the young Sylvia Plath, and I think I tried to somehow let the style of this post be influenced by hers. She talked about summers at one point, and I was determined to get into the same spirit which she felt about it. Since then, I have been writing my blog in my usual style, but I really like the fact that one is able to tell that I must have been under the spell of something else when I wrote this.

So, actually, today is kind of like a birthday for Rosy Smith, hence, feel free to celebrate with me! I sure will.

Thanks for reading, where ever you may be,

Love,

Rosy Smith
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Goals: Get a Filofax. That has been a livelong dream for me and I don't care if that's a weird thing, I get very excited about notebooks and organisers. Sue me. And a classic like a Filofax, I just know, will give me the feeling of completely perfected organization. It's like "no matter if I get my life together or not, at least I'll look the part" (one of my mottos). Current status, however: watching a 25 minute long Youtube video on how to choose the right style, size and color, 'cause I can't even figure that out on my own.
Oh, and being a fabulous hostess. I might very well need to entertain lots of lovely, glamorous people in my bright future loft where we'll have hors d'oeuvres and french wine, or try to get them to donate a ridiculous amount of money to a charity organization, or something like that, so I'll have to start working on my skills. Current status: I'm kicking off the season with a very small birthday weekend for my loveliest friend, so stay tuned!
What else to do: Get Dior Addict as fall/school scent and starting out gift to myself. See, I'm already making specific and efficient decisions. Some call them impulsive, but whatever. Current status: Sephora's not open yet 'cause it's the crack of dawn.
What about warddrobe? Well, very recently I went on a great shopping trip with my loveliest friend and aquired some very nice pieces such as a tan suede mini (which I love SO much), a deep berry colored dress and a high-neck figure hugging grey dress, so these are definitely staples in  my lookbook. When I imagine myself this fall, I see me well-dressed but charming and classic but fancy and in lots of elegant skirt shapes paired with t- and ankle-straps and ankle boots. Maybe some vintage tops thrown in to tone down the elegance while keeping it intruiging. Current status: Telling people about my fall wardrobe while having ice-cream with them in cut-offs and camis 'cause it's 90 degrees outside.
Furthermore, is there something juicy? The guy I'm texting has gone MIA and I neither know nor care why, the guy I want to text me doesn't and I do know and understand why and the guys from my school I have happily forgotten about. Current status: It's still summer. Anything can happen. (Sounding very High School Musically here, unintentionally, I promise.)

In this spirit, tell me whatever's on your mind right now!

Love,

Rosy Smith
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....because it's part of my personality and it would be a shame to hide, don't you think?
So, let's get to know my idea of style....

I have been fascinated by the magical powers of appearance for such a long time that I honestly can't remember how it started or if there was anything in particular that made me be so conscious about it. Generally, I think that it's the same thing that lead me to love dressing up as aristocratic when I was a child: The need to establish myself as something I would like to be or like to think I already am and want people to know about. However, I found out that it is seemingly not socially accepted to wear long ballgowns and little white lace gloves on a daily basis (but why?) and so I searched for substitutional meanings of expression and found fashion. Now I am stacking magazines and shopping bags everywhere and I'll slam you with a Lagerfeld quote anytime the subject of sweatpants comes up.

Hence, I thought I'd generously share this passion (ain't I graceful) and start off by presenting a rough outline of my usual way of dressing and styling, so here we go.
While I try to specifically look for new colors to wear because I'm a little scared people might think I practice witchcraft (how come?) judging from my tendency to wear black, I still mostly end up in a white/black/grey scheme. I can't help it, and I feel like it's a pretty easy way to put together classic looks. Here, I'm wearing a vintage button up-top with a flowy skaterskirt from PacSun (I believe). I LOVE skirts and dresses- they instantly make me feel prettier and more confident 'cause they suit my personality: Very feminine and a little old-school. It's the same with heels, actually, though in this heat, I also trust in some lovely Aldo ballet flats. All in all, this is one of my favorite downtime summer looks at the moment.
As for make-up, I'm a red-lip fanatic: Bright, vampy, matte, I don't care, but I need it to be red. It's a lifestyle, lovelies. Along those lines, I tend to go for bronzy eyes by day and smokey eyes by night, both alternatively topped with a classic black liner and/or mascara, depending on my mood and the occasion. Fun fact, I actually don't really like wearing mascara.
Don't mind whatever the hell my mouth is doing here, just look at the color on my lids, that's what I mean by bronzy eyes. 


So, I hope my fashion sense and you get along; I would love to know about yours.

Love,

Rosy Smith

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....100 tips to get the guy you want. 35 irresistible flirt lines. 12 hairstyles that get them going. Whatever, you name it. Long lists of two-liners explaining that it's a safe thing to make somebody fall in love with you by spritzing some perfume into your hair. I'd say the only thing safe here is that you'll need more shampoo next time you shower.

Because seriously, lovelies, have any of these tips ever stood up to your expectations when it came to reality? Not for me, I have to say. And I do understand, seeing as I, too, wouldn't exactly crush on somebody who ran into me on purpose to show how adorably awkward he is. Or somebody who happened to wear the same color as me. I mean, if I hit on every black-clothed person around me, I'd have a problem with nymphomania.

Moving on to the actual flirting techniques suggested, a spontanous text saying "I'm getting a milk shake, wanna come join me?" may sound like a nice thing to do, but every real girl who has ever texted somebody they liked knows the serious struggle that already comes with simply waiting for a reply, let alone the psychic horror of contemplating whether or not he'd come to meet you in color and 3D! Would anybody dare to take the risk of sitting in a diner all by yourself and crying into your milkshake while you read his answer: "Sorry, busy 2day"? If so, then you're braver than all of us.

What else? Oh, yeah, I'm dying to know how exactly one should manage to play with a strand of hair while keeping your hands still and trying to "accidentally" touch his arm (right, 'cause I slightly brush along my speaking partners elbow all the time, it just happens), gazing at him from below but looking away often to appear mysterious and aloof. I bet it's going to be an especially mysterious sight when my fingers get tangled in a big knot in my hair and I can't fix it because I've gotten some mascara in my eye ("for a seducing look") from all the upward glancing.

But the worst thing, which sadly comes up in EVERY SINGLE ONE of these kind of articles is the completely pointless and contradictory sentence: "Just be yourself".
How, pop culture, fashion and teen magazines, how can you think that a girl who reads this particular piece of advice, who is desperately searching for a step-by-step manual on how to finally get this stupid guy who never does to notice her, would ask for you to tell them there is nothing else to do but simply "being"? This is not about finding inner peace and confidence! Why on earth should we read your tips if we could handle it all by ourselves?

Sure, I'm not saying you shouldn't be yourself. In fact, real love is probably never ever going to be something we can force on us or anybody else by wearing dangly earrings. My point today, however, is that while those "48 dating rules" etc. are fun to read and try, they sometimes really lack the originality needed to at least appear serious.

But hey, since I currently can't give you any sensible optional guidance either (I'm a writer, not a wizard), I'd suggest you smile a lot, but not always at him, and let the rest come naturally....It might actually happen.

Love,

Rosy Smith

Ps: Disclaimer: I'm definitely not pleading innocent when it comes to putting my hope into these things. That's why I'm allowed to make fun of them.







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.....it is kind of a weird concept, actually. If you have a crush on somebody, you're not in love with them. Still, you're not only in lust, most of the time. A real crush implies that you desperately want to be with this person and that your range of feelings varies from euphoric dancing on the street to writing really bad, really mean, really sulky love songs about the subject of your devotion (guilty). That can all be seriously fun. However, the one rule that always must be followed is this one: Don't ever mistake a crush for real love, because if you do, you're already in for some emotionally wrecking trouble.
To avoid such, here are some basics to recognize your feelings towards somebody as a case of crush....

1.Seeing him yawn can make you lose all interest you might have ever had in him.

That actually happens to me A LOT. Like, it's gotten to a point where whenever I notice a good-looking guy starting to yawn, I hastily look away to not ruin the decent impression they made. Nobody looks good while yawning. Nobody.

2.His new haircut makes you realize everything that is wrong with his face.

That's sad, but it saved you from a relationship solely based on some hair. One less bad story, lovelies.

3.You've never actually communicated with each other.

Also sad, but a pretty clear sign for a good ol' crush. Chances are that you are too shy and vulnerable to even think about giving him a signal (what even is a signal? Smiling? I smile at people all the time but I most certainly don't want to have any further contact with all of them. Leaning in when you talk? Firstly, that's offensive and secondly, you don't talk, remember?) and it would probably (bet on it) not work out at all if you did, because you don't really know this person. Leading to the next point:

4.You have planned out every single phase of your yet-to-exist relationship, sometimes even the break-up.

You meet, you crush, then you find yourself imagining a first date, a romantic slide show of couple-y activities, and then, for the hell of it, your first fight. Suddenly, you get bored of all the love and harmony going on in your fantasy world and you experience irrational fear of having to be with him forever, so you think of reasons to have a passionate fall-out followed by a heartbreaking goodbye scene, both preferably in the pouring rain. Still, it all only takes place in your mind.
 
That already doesn't sound normal, don't you think? And if it's not normal, then it's a crush.

I sincerely hope this helps. And if not, well, sorry.

Love,

Rosy Smith

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