- The Best Time I Rejected Minimalism, an essay by Isabel Slone on why it’s okay not to have a capsule wardrobe and a kondo-d life.
- Avocado Stone Faces. What a marvelous idea! I really admire Jan Campbell’s skill, all of her creations look so wonderfully tranquil. Take a look at her Instagram for a gallery of her work or head over to the official website and shop here.
- Rowans. I have one right outside my window and now is the time where the berries are at their peak.
- I’m kindasorta getting back into binge-watching Teen Wolf. I’m not even sure why I stopped the first time I tried. Still a big fan of Lydia, still completely devoted to Stiles! I also find myself liking Peter Hale more and more these days, he’s just so snarky (notice a trend in my favourite characters here?).
- CONQUEST!!! It’s the highlight of my year, every year, so of course it deserves a spot in the list. And multiple exclamation marks. Look out for my yearly ConQuest posts sometime soon!
- Dragon Caps is such a cute font! It’s by no means perfect but I love the hand-made look and the dragons are epicdorable. Adepic. I can’t make up a good portmanteau word for epic and adorable.
- Vindsvept. Providing the listener with royalty-free music this composer from the frozen northern wilderness writes beautiful fantasy-inspired, adventure-inspiring pieces. My favourites so far are this bluegrass piece (it reminds me a bit of Gravity Falls) and this energetic, folksy one. Scoundrel also uses some of their pieces for our Pathfinder campaign (which is how I found them in the first place).
- Yonder – The Cloud Catcher Chronicles. Another discovery made through Rusty’s PS4 this game had me at first glance. It’s so incredibly adorable that I couldn’t stop squealing once I got my own save. That being said I don’t think Yonder is for people who want to actually finish quests and proceed with a story somewhat quickly. It’s about exploration, crafting and standing in awe for the open world created by Australia-based Prideful Sloth. It’s also perfectly fit for gamers who enjoy serene scenes, cutesy design and pastel colours. Now please excuse me while I make my own groffle plushy.
- The Inn at the Crossroads, named after a place in the Song of Fire and Ice books, provides the reader with innumerable recipes inspired by Game of Thrones and World of Warcraft (plus a few other works of fiction). I’m currently searching for new things to cook at camp for my LARP group and I can’t wait to try my hand at some of these.
- It might be completely out of my budget and I usually bike without a helmet anyway because I’m a bad role model like that (don’t do that!) but the helmets from Bike Pretty are so adorable! I never thought of a straw hat cover-up for a helmet! Or this cute oil skin hat, which would probably go more with my everyday style. I’m also pretty smitten by their blog covering all things pretty & bike-related.
I’m sorry it’s been so quiet during the last two weeks here but I did little more than sleep, work, eat and prep for my favourite week of the year: ConQuest.
When you read this I’m either already on the road to Brokeloh or most probably running in circles, flailing and shouting because I’m not sure what I forgot to pack.
I hope you have a most wonderful week (after which I’ll hopefully throw post after post at you showing off all the things I made lately) because I know I will.
I love you all and I’m looking forward to see you after this adveture.
Hugs and kisses,
This is the first time I post about this at the start of the actual next week so the tally is a bit lower than during the last two weeks. Hopefully.
Thank you so much for the feta-related input, by the way! We haven’t had anything that required feta since then yet but we’ll definitely look into buying it either from the fresh things counter or in oil.
The hard facts for Week 3:
Not avoidable: Med blister packs, as always, some price stickers
Definitely avoidable: Again, the packaging of my favourite sweets. Gotta stop with that. Gotta bake more instead. One yoghurt container because I didn’t get to the right supermarket in time but after that I just stocked up on glass jar yoghurt.
Probably avoidable: Some of the craft supply packaging? There are still food items which I could probably find a workaround for, too.
So far so okay. I think my average is about 120g/week which doesn’t sound all that much, but it that a reason to stop reducing? No, I don’t think so. It’s also fun, actually, it’s like trying to beat your high score in a mini-game.
While I don’t take as many outfit pictures as I’d like to and don’t film as much either (or rather I don’t get to the editing process) I have two tripods that I love and that live behind my bedroom door. The tiny one was a Yuletide present from Scoundrel and the big one was a lucky find at the thrift store. They kept falling over, however, and they didn’t exactly look decorative, either.
And as I sometimes have to haul them somewhere – my Mum’s place, a place for OOTDs or somewhere with bad lighting where I need longer exposure – I decided that I could just sew sleeves for them, and add carrier strings while I was at it.
The fabric is a heavy canvas, scraps of a LARP vest Scoundrel made for himself a few months ago. Everything else was at hand already, too, and I finally could use up two of my old Hedgefairy labels, stencilled rose hips that I made when I still was at school.
Have a great weekend, everyone! I hope you have less rain than we do. ♥
Thanks to not feeling well but rather dizzy instead I didn’t go LARPing last week after all. The good thing about this was that I had more control over my plastic use habits and that I could finally get my new copper coil (which would have been even more of a pain if I hadn’t taken the week off anyway).
I’ve had dinner at Rus’ place one night and he took care of the cooking so I can’t account for that because I had been confined (by means of glares and a wrinkled nose) first to the sofa with a hot water bottle and then to the bathtub because of that summer cold that I had going on the days before and the menstrual cramps. Again, I have wonderful people around me. ♥
Same goes for the three days I spent at my Mum’s place although we both try to buy as little single-use plastic as possible.
Weight: 100g (realistically probably around 150g again counting the things from when I was at Rusty’s and my Mum’s)
Not avoidable: plastic packaging for IUD (not in the bag because I wasn’t thinking of asking my gynecologist for it because I was busy being in pain), medication blister packs, feta packaging (there’s no way I’m giving up feta)
Definitely avoidable: jelly dino packaging, biscuits packaging (I bought them because I hoped the insides of the paper packaging were paper, too. Alas, no such luck.)
Probably avoidable: Okay, the feta packaging. There must be some way to at least get larger packages for less plastic per meal-with-feta-cheese. And the single use gloves for hair dyeing, but only if I found henna in my colours without them included around town. I’d rather have the gloves than having the stuff shipped to me (because that wouldn’t be exactly a more sustainable way…). If you want pictures of my freshly dyed hair don’t bother, there wasn’t much of a change. Yet.
There’s also a crunchy peanut butter jar in there – creamy PB we can get in glass but the crunchy stuff is hard to get if it’s supposed to taste as good as the one from this plastic jar. I’m also not sure if I could find sour cream in glass as well. I’ll have to look for that next time I’m near a bigger supermarket.
Also in there: second-hand plastic packaging. Sometimes I buy craft supplies from the thrift store and just like their first-hand brethren they are still packaged in plastic. It’s a shame but it’s still better than buying them newly-made I guess…
I’d really like to up my plastic-free game during the last two weeks of the month again but I fear that it’ll need some serious planning and I’m… really not good at that. But we’ll see, and I’m not giving up hope just yet.
I’m great at guilt-tripping myself. If guilt-tripping yourself was a competitive sport I could well be a professional player on national level. Which isn’t a good thing, by the way. It sucks.
Sadly the whole litter problem isn’t an exception to this massively unfortunate talent of mine. I am always not good enough. There is always something where I’m willing to sacrifice an option with less single-use plastic for my own comfort and afterwards I’ll beat myself up for it, first for not choosing the plastic free option, then for allowing myself this luxury, then for being angry at myself for allowing myself this luxury. It actually follows me through the day then because I’m really really bad at letting things go that I’ve done wrong (or think that I have done wrong).
Strangely in a world of “treat yo’self” and general indulgence it’s surprisingly easy to feel in the wrong for material choices. For some it’s veganism, for other it’s trends, for me it’s sustainability, plastic avoidance and general eco-friendliness that I am trying to achieve but feel like I horribly fail with.
I just can’t keep a capsule wardrobe. I’ve tried but I am too vain to be content with so little choice.
I keep buying my favourite vegetarian jelly dinos even though they are packaged in plastic and are sugary and therefore also unhealthy.
I was too lazy/tired/hurty to go to the supermarket further away and bought plastic-packaged yoghurt out of convenience.
I’m still not as good as [insert sustainability/zero waste blogger here].
I know that most of this is utter bullshit. So what if I can’t keep a capsule wardrobe (more on that soon, the post is already in the making), most of my clothes are thrifted anyway. So I allow myself to slip up for my favourite treat once in a while. That’s okay. So I didn’t go the extra ten minutes to the other supermarket. Who cares.
The thing is, even typing this feels horrible. I have this stupid, unhealthy urge to save the world all by myself, to eradicate single-use plastic (and banality, while we’re at it) as a one-woman superhero team.
The thing is, that’s absolutely unrealistic.
We live in an age where we can’t really go without plastic if we still want to stay connected to the world around us. My phone, my tablet, my laptop, my means of communication are all made of plastic. My rain coat is made of some kind of non-natural fiber. I take a plastic bottle with me to work because glass would be so much heavier, and I also use it when I go swimming because I’m afraid of a glass bottle slipping from my hands, covering the floor in shards (and I’m not even sure if glass bottles are allowed inside our local indoor pool). I can’t get feta cheese without plastic and it’s literally not possible to get non-plastic packaged toilet paper here in Germany (there used to be a brand in the 90s that packaged in paper, I remember that from my childhood). And I kind of refuse to switch to reusable toilet cloths because even my eco-friendliness has its bounds.
The thing is that I try. And I have to learn that trying and being happy about my personal progress is better than trying and beating me up about not being perfect.
The thing is that there are so many tiny triumphs to be celebrated that if I actually celebrated them I wouldn’t even have time to beat myself up.
The thing is that I should just do that.
So here are my tiny triumphs from the last few weeks:
Seeing Rusty switch from bottled water to a refillable glass bottle for work.
Learning that yes, I still have single use plastic but it’s mere 150g in one week!
Finding a milk packaging made of 40% chalk which makes for less dead dinosaur-based packaging than your usual milk crate.
Re-using the waxed paper from our farmer’s market cheese.
Getting through my menstrual cycles without any “female hygiene” (just call it menstruation, ffs!) product waste.
Avoiding the offered plastic-and-paper bags at the supermarket’s baked goods isle once more by just stuffing the bread into my normal, washable canvas bag.
Collecting litter in the park during a walk after a grumpy cashier at the supermarket purposely overheard my “I don’t need a bag, thank you” for my one bagel-without-anything-on-it. With said bag.
Sure, nothing among those things count as world-shattering. But they still count, and they still make me happy. I’ll have to concentrate on that instead of making me relive my slip-ups again and again and again. I’m currently at my Mum’s and I’m going to make produce bags for her trips to the supermarket because she doesn’t have the time to but I do. And that’s another triumph.
I’m fed up with beating myself up for not being the perfect zero-waste blogger or a shining example of sustainability. I’m doing my best and that’s a pretty good thing to do. And I hope you don’t feel bad, either.
What tiny triumphs have you had lately, sustainability-wise or other? I want to read about them in the comments!
Let’s count our blessings, not our curses!
Pictures are a teaser from my latest urbexing trip. More to come!