Thursday, March 29, 2012

Teaching English in Switzerland/Geneva [Update]

My previous post on this topic seems to be still one of the most popular ones on the blog, so I thought I'd go and write the update. Not much has changed to be honest, but I still have a couple of things to add. I have a slightly more optimistic view of the situation that I did a year ago, but that's rather due to my efforts having paid off than to anything else. Also, I'm planning to leave off my usual ramblings and concentrate on the facts.

So what do you need if you're thinking about setting up camp in Switzerland and giving teaching English a go? Keep reading to find out. ;)

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Assimilation -- My Foot!

I'm back. ;)

Unfortunately my holidays in Budapest were the best ever! Last week sort of wrecked all my efforts of integrating into this stupid, cheese gobbling, society. Aaaaargh! but I was so close to becoming totally subdued and miserable! Why do these things always happen to me? Just when I was drawing up detailed plans about the destruction of my cultural heritage and practicing 'emigrant Hungarian'...

But there's no piont in crying over my spilled self-destruction. I've been saved, against my will, by smiling-chatting-complaining Hungarians. For the first time in my life, I love my country.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Fashion Follie -- Marni at H&M

[Let me know what you think of the collection, or help me decide what to keep. See all my doubts and questions at the end of the post. Thx for all your ideas!]

I don't know if I'm particularly fond of fashion, as understood today. I am definitely crazy about choosing what I wear and how I style it and I do enjoy successful shopping -- you know the kind where everything fits and matches. Unfortunately most of the time this is not the case and I've spent many a miserable day shopping for items that haven't been designed yet or have gone out of fashion decades ago. Many define fashion by trends and seasons and look to celebrities and catwalks for inspiration. I think I have a different take on style. I like to dream up ensembles and looks and I dread the 'mannequin mishap', to find myself looking at a shop window and realizing I'm wearing exactly what the doll is dressed in.

So what got me queueing up at 5.40 this morning? You couldn't really say that it was momentary madness -- I have planned it to the last bit, in fact I've been planning it for weeks. Have I really (finally =P) gone mad? Well, I haven't decided yet. I hope if I have I'll never know. =D

Jokes aside, I was on a fahion mission. And I took it pretty seriously. I normally don't care much about designers and collections, having my own, pretty stubborn, taste in clothes. Nevertheless, I was 4th in line and second to enter the designated area this morning at our local H&M. I would explain the phenomenon as a fortunate coincidence, a constellation you can only observe once in a century. It was Marni's limited edition line that got me so crazed and made me make a number of sacrifices. However, I don't think I really became a fashion victim. What really happened was that Consuelo Castiglioni and my humble self have happened to have the same dream. And I'm of the school that insists on making your dreams come true.

Let's see then...

The Loot