inspiration

blossoming spring hues

3:24 PM

My little desk set up with my favorite things of this month: a Chanel red lip, velvet choker, Parisian fragrance, and dainty rings.
As the air softly and sensibly fills its chilling air with warmth, as the breezes begin to dance yet again, and as the sweet, tangible scents of daffodils and tulips fill our hearts with wonder, we slowly move into the lush time of spring. I adore winter (as you would know from my blog the past few months) but there is something so enchanting that overcomes the world during spring time that I am simply overjoyed at the thought of it. So today I thought I would share with you moments from the past week or so when I drew my dainty, lace curtains open to see a fading winter and a blossoming sunshine. Hope you enjoy -->
I can never get enough of beautiful sunlight filling my bedroom with the most wonderful sensation of joy and fulfillment.
My vintage spring time book bag on film along with some other necessities & my lovely lace curtains.
From yesterday morning, lying in bed with a lovely classic novel to keep me dreaming.

And that's it! I really hope you liked my post and are share my excitement in the changing of seasons. Hope you are having a lovely day and I'll see you soon. With love, Viktoria Anderson. xx


author

composing poetry

2:48 PM





Reading a book is one thing, but reading poetry is something extraordinary. For me, the same goes with writing it. When I sit down to write, pen in my hand, candle burning by my side, it's as if  a world of possibilities lies before me. No boundaries; only feeling, loving, breaking, and healing. Poetry is full of magic, because how can something so beautiful be composed from a simple dictionary of words? I thought I would let you in the door to my heart and read a few of my compositions. With Love, Viktoria x 
I. the girl who writes

Her pen moved in rhythm to the 
music of his voice.
Her big brown 
eyes 
mirrored his soft, blue ones.
The globe on her desk 
spun
around and around 
like her thoughts of his lips.
For she is his poet, 
and
he is her universe.

I wrote this little piece a while ago about a boy I care about very much. Someone who has and will always be in my heart. It's very much a description of me, my things, & my thoughts- 

II. glow

All the lights in
the universe
combined, are
pitch black compared 
to the brightness in 
your brilliant 
blue 
eyes. 

When I fall for someone, it always begins with their eyes. I'll notice the way they light up when they look my way, or the sadness swell up in them when I leave without saying goodbye. A pair of eyes can be more elaborate and beautiful than the best of novels.


III. incandescence 

I was too busy searching for emeralds and rubies, 
to notice the way your voice softens when you speak to me. 
I would gaze at my reflection in the mirror, 
confused at my constant tear-stained cheeks and 
expressionless eyes. 
It wasn't until later that I realized the only radiance I need 
is the kind that lights up your face whenever 
you look my way. 

I don't like to live with regrets because they weigh me down but I will never forgive myself for taking him for granted. There is only  one boy who would give his very life for me, and yet I thought I needed something "more." I've learnt that your heart can be selfish in a way that results in despair instead of the bliss it was searching for.

IV. quiet ways

And I silently watched the final bits of wood crumble and die into
 nothing but burnt, black embers. 
The fire may have perished, but my soul had come alive 
as I realized there would never be 
anyone for me but you.

One day, 6 years from now, I will see this boy sitting by the window of a coffee shop; he'll flip the page of his book and run his fingers through his hair, a frown forming on his brow. Eventually, he'll look up, see me writing hastily on a notepad at the table in the corner, and instantly break into a smile. I'll feel his eyes on me and look up to meet his; the same, glistening blue eyes I had always known. In that moment, we'll both remember all those years we spent laughing with each other and know that nothing, not even time, could pull us apart..
v. bedside musings

The ink from her pen began to flow 
smoothly
the moment thoughts of 
him
flooded her mind.

This is actually the newest of my compositions. I woke up earlier than usual this morning to rain hitting my window and instantly felt a strong urge to write. So this was the result of yet another stormy morning and a good morning message from him. 
xoxo, Viktoria 

books

the books dear to my heart

1:14 PM

I always love to read, but when the weather outside my window is wet and foggy, there is nothing I would rather do than read a novel. Below are my 5 favorites of all time which I will read and re-read for the rest of my life. Brew yourself a warm espresso and enjoy. x

 1. "Wuthering Heights" -Emily Brönte 

 There are few things in this world that I cherish more than this beautiful novel. The words on every page make me feel every way a heart can feel: broken, loved, lost, healed. Every time, its beauty and tragedy sweeps me into Catherine and Heathcliff's world of woe. My precious copy of this novel is filled with tear-stained pages and blurred ink. For me, nothing on this earth compares to this gem. 

I love my old, vintage copy of this novel. The pages are rustic and beige, adding a certain sweetness to it. 

2. "Lolita" -Vladimir Nabokov 

 Something about this classic work of art grasped my curiosity after the first few paragraphs. I was instantly drawn in by the strong words and feelings expressed by Humbert Humbert. He is dangerous and capable of murder, yet his beautiful, soft language seduces every reader. If you are a lover of English language at its finest as well as a passionate plot about love, this is the novel for you. 
3. "The Great Gatsby" -F. Scott Fitzgerald

F. Scott Fitzgerald's writing is so lovely and compelling; always inspires me to pick up my pen and start composing. Set in the Roaring 20's and filled with love, passion, and life, 'Gatsby' is one of those novels I always have by my bedside. The characters' distinct personalities allow the reader to connect on a more personal & detailed level which adds to the richness of this alluring story. 






4. "Anne of Green Gables" -L.M. Montgomery  

 When I use the phrase 'dear to my heart' I instantly think of the Anne series. Since I was a little girl, Anne was one girl/person I tried to model my life after. When my mother first read the books to me at 6 years old, I instantly connected with Anne's character as I felt she and I were kindred spirits, just like her and Diana. And now, 10 years later, the similarities have only increased. You see, I have a Gilbert in my own life...this in itself makes this enchanting story feel as though it belongs to my heart. 



5. "The Gorgeous Nothings: envelope poems" - Emily Dickinson

Poetry, in my opinion, is the most exquisite and marvelous form of writing. It has the marvelous power to reach the reader's soul in so few words, which I find so fascinating and enigmatic. Emily Dickinson knew how to create the smallest yet most beautiful poems which touch my soul softly yet lovingly. If you ever see me sitting in a corner of a little coffee shop sipping a cappuccino, I will most always have this little booklet of her envelope poems in my hand... 


xoxo, Viktoria