INKED UP, TATTED UP

I've been thinking about getting a tattoo for at least three years. So last November I just woke up one morning and I knew today was the day! I already had some ideas concerning the meaning and the font, but I needed that last impulse to actually do it. I called up the studio and went there two hours later. Pretty impulsive, I know. Well as you can see being spontaneous when it comes to tattoos comes with a price. Both of the tattoos are not that nicely done and I absolutely hate the font of the one I have on my shoulder. I really need to get it redone asap!!! So if you're thinking about getting a tattoo PLEASE don't take the first font that comes to your mind, OK?

I am gonna try to explain the meaning without getting too personal. On my right arm I have "Not all who wander are lost". I had this one done at a time when I had no idea what to do with my life and wanted to have a reminder, that it's not that bad to not have a clue what you're doing. 

On my shoulder it says "happily ever after...". This one I got three Months after my first one. Also a reminder that I will find happy ever after at some point in my life. Kind of goes along with my first one. I had huge boy trouble back then, but I don't really want to go too much into detail. Nonetheless I'm kind of finding my path at the moment (hope I didn't jinx it now!), no boy trouble and I am actually pretty happy :) So maybe the next tattoo (and there sure as hell will be one) will have a lighter background. (Melina)    

I have wanted a tattoo since first grade. Back then it was butterflies and dolphins, then in my early teens a Chinese dragon around my belly button and in my late teens, two swallows holding a banner which says "Love&Hate". So happy my parents didn't allow me any of that...So eighteen months ago, I finally found the one thing, that is so precious to me, that I wanted it as tattoo and probably still will thirty years from now. My Mum and Dad. Now you can all cry. Since my parents names are not fit to be inked onto someones body, and "Mutter&Vater" sounds horrible, I decided to have it written in Sanskrit. Because it looks beautiful. And because I can. (Ago)

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ENTERING ROUTE 23

We know what you are thinking right now. You accidentally stumbled upon this little blog, which looks pretty much bland and empty right now and you’re thinking: “Oh wow look at that! Another fashion blog, as if the world was in need for more girls pretending to be avant-garde and original.”

But first things first, this is not a fashion blog! Well you might encounter a little fashion every now and then, since we both come from a fashion-y background and we’d be lying if we would say that we don’t care if our shoes don’t match our bags BUT we want this to be more than just “LOTD” or “OOTD”.

This blog is our baby and it is our chance to show the world what we’re capable of. We’ve been sitting on our lazy butts for way too long, watching the people around us create and achieve and thinking to ourselves “We’d do this differently. We’d do this even better.”

So here’s the deal. Today we’re starting an experiment. An experiment over the next 365 days, to post every day, to kick ourselves in the butt, to have a different perception of the world, to actually do the things we’re planning to do and to report to you what it feels like to be a productive and active human being. During the next 12 months, we will change the course of our lives and overcome our weaker selves. This journey we’re about to embark on will take place on Route 23, the imaginary path we’re walking on in our twenty-third year on this planet. You can come along, if you want to. 

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