Home is Where the Heart Is

Hey kids! I'm back.
Even though Europe was wonderful, it's good to be back. I've cuddled my cats so much they wish I would go away again. It's also nice to open my fridge and find fresh fruits and vegetables in abundance, especially since I think I'm starting to develop my own Euro a$$ from eating at restaurants the last few days. And it's nice to be back at blogging, with a computer that works decently and having my pictures actually uploading. Maybe I should buy one of them new-fangled laptops, I've heard they are handy, especially when travelling.
I'll do a outfit post and some favourite shots from Holland right now (yes, Paris and wedding pictures to come when I catch up on sleep).

Dress? Collective Concepts, Winners
Jacket? Zara
Scarf? Zara
Boots? Gap
Knee-highs? Primark
Cuff? antique market
Sunglasses? Old faithfuls from h&m

I wore this outfit biking into town the one day. I liked it, but when I saw the pictures it looked like I was layering like an Olsen. Not that I don't appreciate the unique way that those girls dress, it just bothers me when people try to constantly duplicate their look. I feel like the twins (but especially MK) try really hard to stand-out and be individual and that copying their look goes against the whole Olsen style mantra of being yourself.
Wow, that's deep! I guess that I just want to clarify that I layered for warmth not for Olsen adoration:) I was originally just wearing the casual dress but it got chilly. I love this dress. I found it at Winners for very cheap because it looked funny hanging up (is it a shirt or a dress?) but once I put it on, I was sold. So comfy and chic too, I think. In Holland, it drove me nuts that girls wore leggings under every outfit. Slight overkill. But biking in this skirt and having flashed everyone in the small town we stayed in, made me realize that leggings serve a function as well.

Being in Holland was awesome because I got to spend lots of time with my family and relax. We rented a cottage in the country and besides the wedding, my biggest daily excursion was biking into town to get Diet Coke or dutch junk food (patat, croquettes, droppies...). There were animals everywhere and annoyingly (to Matt I'm sure), I had to say hi to every animal and ask if we could take him/her home. Matt said no, he's mean...

We even borrowed the neighbour's cat because he was so darn cute. He's getting a cuddle from my little brother...

On our last day, Matt and I went to a pancake restaurant (I heard they are healthy...or not). Maybe I'm biased but Dutch pancakes beat French crepes, hands down.

And a picture of Matt at the restaurant because he's so handsome.

It's a good thing with all the pancake and croquette eating we did, that we rented bikes for our week at the cottage. The best 40 euros I have ever spent. I think I went for three bike rides every day. I biked for the exercise, enjoyment and the company (that's my dad!) but also to see even more animals that I could potentially adopt...