WorkingGirl

I was just talking to my friend on skype and she angryly told me that I should post more often because she doesn't know what's going on in my life (little does she know that I'm trying to write a short story about her-I suck at writing by the way). I have been absent from everything lately (and that's not going to change very much). I was very focused on doing Uni stuff, I just had a presentation last week. Now I am sick and sad. I'm always sad when I'm sick. And I hate taking pills. But I kind of have to.

Anyways, apparently I don't work with any pants on. And to quote my sister here: "Pants are overrated." This is what it looks like when I work. And I work in my sisters room. She's not living there anymore anyways (which sucks).

Working for Joy on Overtime

WORKING FOR JOY ON OVERTIME

A protest against the sexualization of girls and women.

If you want to know more about the sexualization of girls and women in media (or simply not aware of it and asking yourself what the fuck I'm talking about), you can watch MissRepresentation. Here's the trailer:

© Dalia von Wegen (Pictures and T-Shirt Design)

rag

Fabric for the collection, traditionally egyptian. © Dalia von Wege

Two Pieces

©Dalia von Wegen

Two pieces I'm working on for the collection. And no, that are not reindeers, that are gazelles. I think. (No. I know.)

The Family

My Siter & Mum

My Dad

My Sister

My Mum & Me

My Mum

My Dad

My Mum

My Cousin, my other Cousins leg & my Sisters leg

My Aunts magazines

My Grandmother

One of my Aunts sewing machines

My Dad & Sister

My Mum & Dad

That is where I come from.

Majesty Snowbird

Today I saw snow for the first time this winter. Yesterday I was outside with nothing on but jeans, t-shirt and cardigan. I wasn't cold at all. Today snow has been blowing outside my window like crazy.

I always tell people that I don't like snow. I really don't like snow. It's not so much snow itself. But when you live in the city for a great part of your life, you just don't like snow. It get's all mushy and grey and disgusting and it ruins your shoes. Well, the salt on the snow does. And I will always be afraid of an endless winter (meaning till April). I'm a summer person. It might be because I was born in summer or because my father is from Egypt. I dunno and I don't care. Snow is a beautiful thing when it's new or you live on the countryside. I remember the snow on the countryside. (I'm hardly ever on the countryside, because I am also a city person.) It is a very beautiful and interesting thing, with all it's shapes and textures. Anyways, I am afraid this winter will last till my birthday because it has just started today.

Oh Heartland, up yours (My home, my homeland, my homeland)

Streets of Cairo