Why are we waiting?

"A well dressed woman, even though her purse is painfully empty, can conquer the world."      

- Louise Brooks

Guess what I’m doing?

Waiting in an airport. I wonder how much productivity is lost from people waiting in airports.

We are always waiting for something.

I don’t think I am alone when I say I hate waiting around. Time goes slower, your patience is shorter and its just so dull.

We spend the majority of our lives waiting; waiting for something to happen, waiting for something to end, waiting for something to begin. That ‘something’ is most definitely life itself and why are we waiting? Why do we wait for something that is blatantly and inevitably right before our eyes?

Sure there are ways to make this time productive. Like creating a blog entry. The marvels of modern technology have really helped chew up wait time. Back in the old days you could basically read the paper or read a book.

Here are the photos:

Airport's duty-free shopping founds:

1950's red Dior nail lacquer

Professional Illuminating Tweezers

With love,

Idda van Munster