Edita wears | Can Stress Cause Weight Gain?

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Dress: Boohoo, Boyfriend Denim: TK Maxx, Sunglasses: Marc Jacobs, Earrings: H&M
Images by Maheen
Here I am, adorned by glossy sequins, Marc Jacobs sunnies and layers upon layers of stress fat. A few recent months in my life contributed to my stress levels going through the roof. As a result, all I wanted to do was to to hide under piles of sheets, my head under the pillow, and preferably my door locked until my body would miraculously go back to my pre-stress fat state. Sure, that’s definitely how life works.

It’s common to gain weight when you are under pressure, fighting with anxiety and a schedule may give you a panic attack or two. Here’s what happens: Your body starts to assume it uses calories to fight stress, and so it tells you, it’s time for another fat, sugary meal. What your body realises after your 19 inch pizza, is that it actually doesn’t use calories to fight stress, and so the goodies that the pizza comes with stick around, literally, on you, as weigh gain. This is because the levels of our stress hormone, cortisol, get higher, making  overeating become your normal eating, preferably with an extra sugar-fuelled dessert. After all, you’ve got such a huge sweet tooth, it’s crazy. Et voila, in a few weeks, you are looking into a mirror and you plus all three chins are looking back. WTF? When did that happen?

Here’s what happened: I gained weight due to stress and anxiety. I started avoiding mirrors and opening my closet. I only wore super loose clothing as I didn’t want to feel my normal clothes squeezing me back out of them. I got saddened and was going towards depression, my own highway to hell.

Here are the stressed person weight gain mistakes I made, so you can avoid them:

  • Soz, too stressed/busy to eat. Yes, honey, you are not eating now, but you sure won’t forget to treat yourself after because you skipped a meal. And your treat? It will be junk food, let’s not fool ourselves. Being too busy to eat is a direct ticket to Fatsville. So don’t hop on board with me, and make time for yourself to eat your breakfast, lunch or dinner. Don’t skip.
  • I’ll just hoover this meal quickly. Eating quickly and mindlessly can also make us hungry faster. Instead, take your time and eat slowly – I personally started using a small spoon to make myself have smaller spoonfuls thus really savour the flavour and eat mindfully. This will help you feel fuller for longer too. Let’s leave the hoovering to the pros, right Henry?
  • Yep, I’ll have that 6th cup of coffee, I’m such a coffee person. It’s true, I love having a black coffee in the morning. But Stressed Me loves coffee at all times. According to the Journal of Agricultural and Food Chemistry, if you are drinking more than 6 six cups a day, you are heightening your chances of weight gain and potential insulin problems. And we know the latter is another way of saying diabetes. Also, I must add, if your coffee of choice is with cream, milk and sugar, you’re increasing your calorie intake without even noticing. These bastards are sneaky like that.
  • I def can function on 3 hours of sleep a few days in a row, I did that when I was ten years old all the time, was totally fine. Nope. Those days are gone. Some of us genetically need less sleep, some of us require to sleep for at least for eight solid hours straight. Having the adequate amount of sleep is really important for your body as it is its time to reboot, recover and de-stress. There are many factors why sleep can help prevent weight gain, but I will go ahead and mention the most obvious one: How’s your self-control situation when you are at peace and rested? And how is it when you are knackered?
  • Nah, this is totally fine, this is my life right now lolz. Not it’s not. Normalising stress and anxiety is not the way forward, despite to many it is the obvious way to go. I’ve made a decision not to focus on dieting to get my pre-stress fat body back. I decided to focus on de-stressing, which can be the harder route as it may take longer to bounce back.

This is the de-stressing techniques and tricks I am using:

  • I stopped having more than one coffee a day.
  • I stopped giving in to some of the stress factors, and went for a more serene approach, although this will always be a work in progress for a perfectionist.
  • I changed my approach when communicating with people who stressed me out. Before, I’d get nervous and have anxiety as collaborating with them was not optional. Now, I focus on myself instead of them. I focus on the way I conduct myself or communicate rather than how they receive it. I realised that there are some things I can’t control, and getting nervous about them has no point. This means that if someone doesn’t like me or what I stand for, I make them stress about it, not me.
  • I started putting my phone on airplane mode without being on an airplane. Living on the edge, right there.
  • I started being ok with myself at the weight that I am. I gained weight due to stress. I will now focus on cleaner eating, get back on track, and won’t punish myself for being put in a situation where I’d get panic attacks and stress eat. It happened, but it’s not my fault. The latter sentence is the most important realisation that I am still fighting with myself to accept. But I will accept it and I will be ok.

From my reflection with three extra chins, I will get to two, and to a defined jawline that I once had. I choose this kind of weight loss strategy, where the mind is more powerful than the body. I’ll let you know if it definitely works; in fact, I feel it working already.

Edita wears | Is Solo Travelling That Great?

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Travel Blogger Iceland Black Church

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Travel Blogger Iceland Black Church

Travel Blogger Iceland Black Church

Travel Blogger Iceland Black Church

Travel Blogger Iceland Black Church

Travel Blogger Iceland Black Church

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Dress: Boohoo, Earrings: Boohoo
Images Agata Bosak
While competing with the Icelandic skies for the title of biggest drama queen, I noticed that looked slightly lonely in the photos. While the photos above are not from a solo trip (duh – who took the photos in front of the iconic Hvalsneskirkja if I were?), I have recently been on many alone trips around Europe. I read a lot of articles praising how great and unforgettable those experiences were, but I found myself struggling to agree with many of what they revealed and stated. For instance, that everyone had to do it at least once in their life, that it was completely life-changing, soul-finding, eye-opening, etc. Sorry life coaches, here’s what I actually found out about myself when I was solo tripping (not a drug pun):
1. TLC is the perfect channel to fall asleep to. TLC is my diva hotel requirement from now on.
2. They say we all are creatures of habit. I am not. As the only person staying in twin or double rooms, I found that I had no consistency is picking bed sides. In some hotels, closer to the window, in others the nearest to the door. What eye-opening theory does this fall into?
3. I have a good sense of direction. I can easily find locations. Also using Google Maps helps.
4. I love walking and just looking at architecture. Extra points if it’s grand and abandoned looking. I adore the mystery of that.
5. I don’t feel awkward being the only person at a dinner or breakfast table.
6. I look friendly to strangers. People keep talking to me on planes, in the street, in taxis. They look confused when I excuse myself and say that I am not native. Apparently, I have a very cosmopolitan appearance and a look as if I understand and about to engage in a conversation. I think that’s the look I mastered when I attended maths classes in my teens. I didn’t master maths though.
7. Sleeping through a flight is not an option for me. I will drift in and out, but never really sleep.
8. Packing light is my superhero skill. I mean feather light, and yet having everything I’d physically need.
9. I missed my dog so much each time. I really imagined he was there with me on every trip.
10. Travelling alone was just not for me. There was no spiritual discovery. I didn’t hear any inner voices, and didn’t gain any true deep insights that all of these enlightened solo travellers seem to get. I hated not having someone to share the experience with. I felt selfish seeing how beautiful this world is and having no one to share it with. I think what I found out was that traveling with someone who truly knows you and accepts you just the way you are is much more adventurous and daring than globe-trotting by yourself and annoying people with the stories of “how that one time you hiked over the Himalayas”. Literally, no one cares.

Between stories told and memories shared, I choose memories.

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Dress: H&M, Heels: Clarks, Bag: Cavalli
Images: Tina Muller

Let’s get right into this. Apparently, my personality does not correspond with my appearance. How do I know this?

Because I often hear this sentence: Oh? But you don’t look like someone who’d like that.

It’s interesting that I’d have to look a certain way to be into the stuff that I am into. I’ll let you be the judge.

Does The Girl in the Pictures Above Look Like Someone Who:

  1. Loves horror movies. This is my favourite movie genre. Ain’t nobody got time for rom-coms, it’s hauntings or slashers that I add to my must-watch list.
  2. Watches serial killer documentaries & listens to true crime podcasts. I probably watched them all. The psychology behind these is so fascinating, Can’t stop, won’t stop.
  3. Listens to Pink Floyd, Aphex Twin, King Crimson, Tool, Moonspell, Cult of Luna among some dad rock bands. Yes, that is the music I love. I think I’d feel way more at home at a metal festival, rather than a mainstream one.
  4. Laughs all the time, to a point that my cheeks get numb and I need to massage them to regain control over those facial muscles. This is something that a lot of people get really surprised about when they meet me in real life. I am told I look a bit aloof on photos. I guess I am a true-life Jekyll and Hyde. Or Victoria Beckham.
  5. Can watch Scooby Doo cartoons all day. Sounds like my fave kinda day.

Has anyone ever said this to you? If so, what do you get up to that’s soo not consistent with your appearance?

Edita reads | Mario Valentino by Ornella Cirillo

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Mario Valentino book review

Is Mario Valentino THE Valentino? You know, Valentino Valentino. Or is he a different Valentino? Is he maybe a rip-off Valentino? Or is he the Valentino from the catwalks? Also, what is this Valentino by Mario Valentino? If it’s Valentino Valentino, how come it’s so cheap?

These are legit questions, everyone.

Consumers are struggling to know the difference between Mario Valentino and Valentino Garavani. One of the reasons for this is that Valentino Garavani has become THE brand on par with Chanel, Dior, Gucci and Prada in terms of desirability, while Mario Valentino has become… forgotten. A catastrophe for a designer who reinvented the stiletto, pushed leather craftsmanship to new heights, worked with names such as Versace and Ferragamo, and actually started his business way before Valentino. The latter being the brand of the bag you’d want to own today.

Mario Valentino was born in Naples and took over the shoe business his father started building. Known already for their craftsmanship, the family-owned business had commissions from royalty, celebrities – even Jackie O’ was partial to a pair of Mario Valentinos. At the peak of the designer’s career, not only supermodels including Naomi and Verushka were wearing his stilettos, Helmut Newton was photographing his high-heeled shoes, bringing to us something we all now refer to as shoe porn. For Mario, it all started with a coral sandal concept that has landed his design the cover of Vogue, shared with a Cartier high jewellery piece. International fame followed which allowed the design house to explore connections between art and fashion. Besides, even the likes of Andy Warhol were keen on Mario Valentino leather goods. Andy’d look damn good in a pair of beautiful shoes as he’d walk through The Factory.

Mario passed away in 1991. In some way, so did the unique selling point of the design house. The business was left to the family but not much else is now known about the brand. The interest has come back ever so slightly about Mario Valentino as a lot of bags have started popping up with a Valentino logo, leaving consumers confused yet hopeful that they were buying a Valentino Garavani bag for a scandalously cheap price.

But alas.

The aforementioned low-cost bags are something of a revival of the Mario Valentino brand. Some would argue that it is a poor attempt at banking on confusing consumers and leading them to purchase goods with a hope they are something the are not. A sad, sad state of affairs considering Mario Valentino is a genuine legend when it comes to leather craftsmanship and innovation.

But it’s not all bad news – keen-eyed vintage lovers may be able to find a Mario Valentino gem in vintage outlets. If you are not that lucky, don’t worry, the book photographed for this review is a celebration of the Mario Valentino brand, complete with artistic references, sketches, Helmut Newton photography and quotes from Mario himself.

For fashion lovers, fashion historians and fans of Mario Valentino this book is a must-have. It’s a biography, diary, and most importantly a well-researched bible of Mario’s work. It celebrates the rise, and allows us space to discover the fall for ourselves. When it comes to Mario Valentino, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Get your copy of Mario Valentino: A History of Fashion, Design and Art by Ornella Cirillo here.