torstai 27. elokuuta 2015

The unreachable idea of beauty

92% of girls all around the world have something they would like to change in their body. They want to be thinner. Tighter. Smaller. Prettier. Have longer hair. Bigger eyes. Tinier nose and better figure. They just want to be more beautiful in general. But why do they feel the need to change something that’s already perfect just the way it is? 

And what do we have left to do, since the idea of an unrealistic and impossible body image is already stuck in everybody’s head?


As humans, instead of finding a cure to fix this, we always start by trying to find someone or something to blame, but maybe for once, instead of blaming it all straight on the mass media, we could dig a little deeper. If you really think this through, the media doesn’t set the goal body image, like it doesn’t decide what the newest fashion trend is or how bad is the recession that we are going through. The media is not the original source of our problems, even though it usually manages to cause the spreading and growth of those. In the mass medias we can only see a reflection of the ideas this generation has of the perfect type of a human, and specially a girl, body.


Somehow, during the last decades, the idea of a perfect body structure has become to be even dangerously thin and small. Only in the US over 10 million women are fighting against an eating disorder and that’s only the number of actually found diseases. And in proportion to US, in Finland the problem is just as bad. Women want the gap between their legs and a tiny stomach to show off no matter what, without even stopping to think if that actually is beautiful, not to mention healthy. 


While media is not the deeper cause of the problem, it is definitively causing it to go worse. When there is these tiny models all around the internet, magazines and TV, women somehow forget to use their own brain.


What we need to do now, to not get any more women affected by the unreachable beauty standards, is to set our minds to match the reality. The fact is that we are all beautiful and if someone still feels the irresistible need to change something, it should really be thought through. 

Slowly but surely, this is already happening. Every day you can find more and more fighting against the impossible beauty standards. Companies and individuals; men and women, are doing an important job, trying to fix the twisted standards we once created. Anyone can do it and everyone should do it, because only by steady work we can change and recover the whole problem. 


It starts with us and then, as the media once made this problem spread, it can also spread the cure.

            Love yourself, Eve X(oxo)

tiistai 2. joulukuuta 2014

Take the change

What do you think about changes? Why do people refuse those in the first place?


Maybe it's something really primitive. Caused from the idea that changes are bad. That they may destroy whole species and are a huge risk for humankind.

But not anymore. Still just somehow, the idea of changes being all bad lives on in us. It affects the way we act and think. Though it's not really necessary at all.


I've learned to think that there is something good in every change. And sometimes they might just be all good, they might be just the thing you need to find what you are looking for. Or find out what you need to be looking for.

Looking at the bright side of things ain't that hard. And it is way too underrated. We should all just take what comes to us and if disliked, throw it back.


Why should we refuse changes, when while doing that we might also refuse great things from happening? 

Of course, not all the changes are purely good. Still we should see trough all of them. 

       Being a philosophy, Eve X(oxo)


sunnuntai 9. marraskuuta 2014

For my hero


I didn't wanna listen to what you were saying

I thought that I knew all I need to know

I didn't realize that somewhere inside me

I knew you were right, but I couldn't say so


I can take care of myself, yeah, you taught me well


I learned from you that I do not crumble

I learned that strength is something you choose

All of the reasons to keep on believing

There's no question, that's a lesson that I learned from you


We always don't agree on

What is the best way

To get to the place that we're going from here

But I can really trust you, you give me the distance,
to make my decisions without any fear


I'm grateful for all of the times

You opened my eyes


I learned from you that I do not crumble

I learned that strength is something you choose

All of the reasons to keep on believing

There's no question, that's a lesson that
I learned from you


You taught me to stand on my own,

 and I thank you for that


It saved me, it made me,
and now that I'm looking back


I learned from you


        I love you dad, happy fathers day!

        
              Daddy's girl, Eve X(oxo)

torstai 6. marraskuuta 2014

Love to death, not to die for

"Grandma is in hospital."      
"Again."

She has a disease, I know that, and she'll never be over it. It's literally eating her alive, a bite by bite and everytime it hurts more and more to hear those words. Every time I worry if this is the time she won't come back home in the end.


When I was little, my grandma was the on who would always make my favorite food and read my favorite book to me all over again. She was kind and always smiling. And thats how I want to remember her. Because, though she is still kind and wonderfull, I haven't seen a real smile on her lips for a while and the sparkles from her eyes are gone. And though she can still read once in a while, I think she hasn't been able to cook anything for years. 

My granma has had a huge impact on me. She was and is my rolemodel in so many areas of life. One of my happiest memories are from our vacation ten years ago. So many times she has listened to me and solved my problems by just being there. It means the world to me when she says she is proud of me. She has always filled those big shoes of a grandma the best way possible. I really do love her to death.


But. I wouldn't die for her. I know it may sound bad, but I wouldn't. She has had a great, adventurous life, full of love and light. She has travelled the world and done so many things I can't yet dream of. She has had two amazing kids and five pretty awesome grandkids. She has loved and been loved. And I know she knows that too. 

I think my granma might sometimes think that there is nothing more for her in here, but I disagree. Without even thinking about it, I disagree. There is something from life, she hasn't yet had, something that will make her smile again. Something worth all this.

Even trough the hardest times, I haven't lost hope. Grandpa hasn't lost hope. Dad hasn't lost hope. My aunt hasn't lost hope. But sometimes I think that she might have. And it scares me more than anything.

And it kills me to know that she might rather be gone already. It's not something that you would want someone you love to think. But like many times before, I pray that she'll get better again and regain her hope. That she'll still have some time at home with her loved ones. 

Since I think I've now cried all my tears, there is only one more thing to say:


Eve X(oxo), always grandmas little girl<3





sunnuntai 5. lokakuuta 2014

A ballet dancer or a firefighter?

When it comes to choosing a career, I think that everyone should make their very own decision. Just because my mom is a doctor or someone said that I would be a good teacher does not mean that I should choose on of those jobs. 


These days there is a lot of pressure coming from all around and although you might think it would make the decision easier, it doesn't. What if I don't want to be an engineer or a dentist, allthough I know I could earn a lot with those jobs?


To be honest the main problem with this whole "choosing an ideal career" -thing is that I have no clue neither what I want to do nor what I would be good at. I feel like I'm way too young to make a decisions that big. And yet everything I do now will effect my future in one or another way. I feel so lost. 

And yet, I'm still quite hopeful that I will find my dream job one day. It might take time and maybe a few wrong choices, but I will not give up and neither should anyone else. It just takes time to define yourself.


The most important things, when choosing a perfekt job, are listening to yourself, taking the time you need and never giving up, no matter how difficult it might be.


     Looking for my future, Eve X(oxo)

perjantai 3. lokakuuta 2014

Learn something new

It's not always a piece of cake to learn something new. It might take hours or days or months, even years of practise but in the end it's usually worth it. The joy and relief you feel after learning a new skill is absolutely priceless.


Last time I learned something bit bigger, it was all even more priceless than usually, because it was kind of unexpected. Something I had always thought that I could never really learn to do well. And thanks to my father, against all odds, I now have this new kind of faith in myself and my dreams. Sounds like a cliche, but it made me believe that if you want something hard enough, there's nothing that could stop you. Nothing is impossible, as in the word itself, there is possible. But now, let's get to my story;

It was this early sunday morning about a year ago. Although I love sleeping long I was already up at eight AM because it was fathersday. We had made breakfast with my younger brother and we took it to our parents' bed with gifts for my dad. Those gifts were only small and some of them were just some homemade DIY stuff, but I had also a bigger present in my mind. I had promised to go iceskating with my father, though I was a terrible skater.

The deal was sealed ages ago, so right after breakfast we left home for the ice hall. That morning the ice hall was absolutely filled with young children and their parents and though some of the children were bad skaters too, most of them were better than me... While putting on my skating "equiptment" I made a desicion to try my best for my dad. And though I could barely move on the ice at the beginnin, slowly I started to go faster. My father used to play icehockey so he really knew how to teach and encourage me and with tinytiny baby steps I became better and better by every round. After like an hour I skated already faster and better than most of the (half of my age though) children. 


I was actually proud of myself and it might sound funny because I was that old and the new skill wasn't anything huge, but it meant a lot to me. It felt great!

So keep in mind that anything you find a big achievement, is a big achievement.

                      
                   Kisses, Eve X(oxo)