Have you ever wondered what happens behind the windows of others? What kind of people are there? How do they behavior and what are their hobbies? From a place where I had no neighbors around me, to windows with a sight in everybody’s living room in Amsterdam. I still have to remember myself I can’t walk around in my underwear anymore and that I close the curtains when it gets dark outside. For me it’s a massive change. As a child I could make as much noise as I wanted to – because the most far away neighbors were at least 1km away – while in Amsterdam I even have to think about which shoes I do wear at night, because otherwise I will annoy my neighbors.
But I also love to create stories around them. What kind of work they have and in what kind of relationship they are. It’s fun because you have no idea, but you want to create stories and create characters around them. I also wonder what they will think about me. Because I have no rhythm in my life at all, which makes it hard to imagine what they will think. Sometimes I am days at home while the others I only sleep here. Am I the girl that works all day and parties at night? Or am I the girl that studies and misses her parents so she goes home in the weekends?
Well, I can give you a peek behind the window as I am both. Working all day to pay my living, studying on how to grow my blog as fast as possible. Party and have fun with my friends and trying to see my parents, Rob and Fien as much as I can in between. But of course there are many mysteries to be revealed. Besides the tags I already did on my Youtube where you get to know me better, I would also love to film a Q&A. Make sure to ask your best questions and I might answer them in a ‘behind the window’ video soon..
A huge thanks to my talented friend Chanelle for creating these ‘behind the window’ series with me. Make sure to check our her blog and like her Facebook page!
These photos are so stunning, you look absolutely beautiful. This was also so eloquently written and something I can definitely relate to. My home looks out onto a courtyard where there are four stories of other apartments. I don’t know most of the people who live in them and I often wonder who they are, what their stories are, and where they came from.