Archive | January, 2013

what happened to smiling?

31 Jan

i love to smile. and i love it when people smile back at me.

it is a universal language, understood everywhere you go.

but when it comes down to smiling, life gets tough in the city of berlin.

berlin, the city of hipsters and cool cats and pretenders and… non-smilers.

i like to smile anytime, but yesterday i felt particularly smiley.

the sky was blue, the birds were singing i had the morning off. everything was good. i decided to do some hot yoga. i haven’t had a proper yoga lesson in a while, so i packed my mat and off i went. (also it feels that doing more yoga is on my preset 2013 schedule – the heavens have already made that desicion for me, i can’t do anything but follow. but that’s another story.)


i arrived there, got my towels from the towel guy at the entrance. yes, there is a guy who doesn’t do anything but handing out towels… we exchanged a smile. nice!

i didn’t know at that time that it was the last smile in a while…

next: ladies changing room.

packed my stuff into a locker, got checked out by several ladies (not in a sexual way, but women tend to check out other women’s bodies in the changing room which is a weird thing… do you ever realize?), i smiled at several fellow work-outers. no smiles.

went to yoga. got a tiny smile from another girl in the yoga class who was sitting on her mat waiting for class to begin.

no smile from the yoga teacher. not one in 1,5 hours.

after class same changing room scenario like before.

then grocery store. 11 encounters with other human beings. one (!) smile.

i went back home afterwards and felt exhausted, i needed a nap.

the day was saved by an early dinner with friends and some genuine smiles and by the studio nightshift full of big smiles due to my crazy co-workers.

i decided to write a smile journal now and write down the best smiles i exchange throughout my days. maybe you are with me? that would be fun.

so i leave you with this reminder: do it. do smile at strangers. at friends. at birds. at dogs. at flowers. at fish. (honestly, i even smile at my coffee, and mr. coffee always smiles back at me. i swear!)






29 Jan

i’ve been jumping from studio to studio today. voice over for all different kinds of things.

now: tired. ready for bath-tubbing.

i’ve been confronted with many colleagues today. mostly men and it was interesting to see that in two of three studios i came in today, the first thing after “hello julia” was some sexist joke. i was actually wondering if it is always like this and i just don’t realize because i’m so used to it already or if i only paid more attention to this now due to the actual debate caused by the brüderle-incident (for my non-german readers you can check out what i’m talking about here). i’m not sure. i guess, it is always like this and i am just laughing it away. in fact, i think i even contribute to all this sexism with my own little jokes and chit-chats. is it because i really enjoy making these kind of jokes? or is it some kind of self-defense? if you’d asked me two weeks ago, i would’ve said the first. i will have to make up my mind about that. what do you think about this whole debate, ladies? and how do you experience sexist jokes in your everyday worklife?

other than that i had to focus and concentrate on so many different images (for the ones of you who are not aware of what i’m doing: i am working as a voice over artist for movies, tv series, animes, cartoons, audio plays etc etc) that i cannot take anymore input today. and then i found this little video i add down below and it made me think of a journey i made 2001 to new zealand where i spent three weeks on a lonely island, yes no kidding, and there was nothing around it except for the sea and the wind and the sky. not even ships passing by or anything.

i’ve never experienced silence like this before.

this was true silence. where you don’t hear anything man-made. only the sounds of nature.

i try to recall this kind of silence every once in a while. and i know that it can be found deep inside of me. but it’s not easy. maybe i need to go back one day to my island.

so enjoy this little video. i think, it’s beautiful and soothing.

have a great evening or day…depending where you are.

peace, julia xxx

source: nowness

my unbirthday.

27 Jan

yes. it was my own and very special unbirthday yesterday and it was fabulous.

as i am a christmas child, born on the 24th of dec, i hardly ever celebrate with all my dear ones, so i got a special gift from my dear heart-sister nana and the most awesome person johanna. they organized an

alice in wonderland party

for me.

nana decorated her amazing apartment, painted a whole wall with alice motives and johanna, oh dear, she did the catering…and even one day later i am still in salmon-sandwich-scones-raspberry-pepper-jam-chocolate-tart-tarte-flambée-apple-pie-heaven.


but let’s start at the beginning:

on friday my beloved cousins from munich arrived by car and i picked up another cousin at the train station.  minus ten degrees and ten minutes delay.



and then the family was there and everything was just right.

we met at their hotel which i recommend if you are looking for a stylish, clean, not too expensive place in berlin. the motel one city west.

and then we went to dinner to my current fave vietnamese place.

and afterwards for some drinks at schwarzes café.

the weekend had definitely started!

at schwarzes café and on the walk back to the hotel and teamgloria was on my mind. because she adores a chandelier, if you don’t know yet. and so do we.


oh, and teamgloria… you stayed with us the whole weekend… we took a lot of photos just for you because we know you love alice too ❤

saturday started early with a family breakfast and some shopping.

my ice princess cousin eva

when i arrived at my house afterwards, there was a car on fire in my street. berlin is so hardcore, i’m telling you! the fire fighters were kind of hot. but that’s another story.Bild

and then i picked up my other amazing beautiful girl nina who came from hamburg although she is moving tomorrow and although she had to leave her poor jetlagged hubby at home with their little boy. but she did it and i love her for that so much. #briefkastenliebe (but that’s another story again).

another pick up at berlin’s windy train station. minus nine degrees this time and again ten minutes delay. but i was in good company…


nina used to live in my house years ago before she moved to hamburg. she’s a true and longtime love of mine and we always had a thing for bubbles, so as soon as i brought her home we got dressed and raised our glasses.


we had a little party bus situation to nana’s place and then the alice in wonderland party started and it was just beautiful, colorful, happy, mad and incredibly yummy!

it all started with a tea party. what else. kusmi tea, scones, a delicious tarte, little brownie pralinés, salmon and cucumber sandwiches, gin & tonic and so many more things. we were just eating for hours and hours. thank you again, johanna!!!!! you are such an amazing cook-ette!

so, i let the photos just speak for themselves. and leave you with those pics. thank you everyone who was there. i love you all so much. and manja, you were with us in spirit too. love you*


Alice: I’m sorry I interrupted your birthday party. Thank you.
March Hare: Birthday? My dear child, this is NOT a birthday party.
Mad Hatter: Of course not. This is an unbirthday party.






Caterpillar: Who… are… you?
Alice: Why, I hardly know, sir. I’ve changed so much since this morning, you see…
Caterpillar: No, I do not C, explain yourself.
Alice: I’m afraid I can’t explain myself, you see, because I’m not myself, you know.
Caterpillar: I do not know.
Alice: I can’t put it any more clearly, sir, because it isn’t clear to me.

another. haiku.

25 Jan

while you were running

away. further and further.

the sun brought me peace.







25 Jan

snowflakes are falling

quietly. down. down.     but i scream



have a happy friday, lovely people! xxx


23 Jan

while floating (more or less) through my everyday life, i find myself attracted to red things in the past days.

i didn’t really realize it until i looked through my pic folder in my phone… and there they were: photos of snow, RED, snow, berlin skies, RED, berlin houses, RED, RED, friends, snow, RED, snow, RED, RED and so on…

Bildit all started with my nails and this nailpolish.


then there was my little break at work and the eye soothing graphic lines and… red.


the red bench in the white vastness especially caught my eye.


 if you ever happen to be in berlins city west, go and have asian food here. it is sooo good. there’s a studio around the corner and i love to spend my lunch break there.




 there’s a lot of red where i work.

fire extinguisher is a quite a sexy word, i just figured. don’t you think? 😀


 this could be a scene from a wes anderson movie.

it’s my director from my cartoon series all alone in his fish tank. poor guy.

which colors are you attracted to?

tomato red kisses to you



22 Jan

the snow is piling up on the wintergarden of my roof and while i’m writing this i am hiding under a beautiful blanket – the one that nana gave me for my birthday, it’s soooo fluffy – looking up and feeling like an eskimo in his igloo.

today i had my first day of work for sally bollywood again. she’s an interesting little person and i missed her in the past one and a half years where we didn’t work on new episodes.but now 52 new episodes have arrived and there’s a lot to do.

i made my way through the city through the snow, arrived at the studio, got myself a cappuccino (caffeine has always been such a faithful lover to me and i especially love it when mr. caffeine kicks in right before i hit the microphone).

so we worked and worked.

4,5 hours of sally dubbing were on the plan.

after half of the time my director said to me: “i’ve been thinking about it all the time, but now i know for sure, you remind me of someone. shall i tell you?”

“it depends…”, i answered and smiled.

i don’t know why but i kind of expected the worst.

and then he said: “pippi longstocking! yes, you remind me of pippi longstocking.

honestly, people, is there a better compliment you can get?

pippi is fun, pippi is independent, pippi has a cool house and a horse. and there’s mr. nilsson. and she has cool friends. well, annika is not THAT cool. but they’re true friends and always by her side. and she knows how to navigate a hot-air balloon and a boat. and she is determined and doesn’t let people who say that it cannot be done stop her from doing it. pippi is the mother of all motivation coaches and the essence of positivity.

so hey, yes! i can handle that comparison. honestly. i love it!

definitely my yesyesyes-moment of the day!!! ❤

oh, did you know that pippi longstocking has been translated into over 70 languages??


  • In Afrikaans “Pippi Langkous”
  • In Albanian “Pipi Çorapegjata”
  • In Armenian “Երկարագուլպա Պիպին” (“Erkaragulpa Pipin”)
  • In Azerbaijani “Pippi Uzuncorablı”
  • In Basque “Pipi Galtzaluze”
  • In Belarusian “Піпі Доўгаяпанчоха”
  • In Bulgarian “Пипи Дългото Чорапче”
  • In Breton “Pippi hir he loeroù”
  • In Catalan “Pippi Mitgesllargues”
  • In Chinese “长袜子皮皮”(“Changwazi Pipi”)
  • In Czech “Pipi Dlouhá Punčocha”
  • In Danish “Pippi Langstrømpe”
  • In Dutch “Pippi Langkous”
  • In Esperanto “Pipi Ŝtrumpolonga”
  • In Estonian “Pipi Pikksukk”
  • In Faroese “Pippi Langsokkur”
  • In Filipino “Potpot Habangmedyas”
  • In Finnish “Peppi Pitkätossu”
  • In French “Fifi Brindacier” (literally: “Fifi Steelwisp”)
  • In Georgian “პეპი მაღალიწინდა” (“Pepi Magalitsinda”) or “პეპი გრძელიწინდა” (“Pepi Grdzelitsinda”)
  • In German “Pippi Langstrumpf”
  • In Greek “Πίπη Φακιδομύτη” (“Pipe Phakidomyte”) which actually means Pippi the freckle-nosed girl
  • In Hebrew “בילבי בת-גרב” (“Bilbi Bat-Gerev”), “גילגי” (“Gilgi”) in old translations
  • In Hindi “Pippi Lambemoze”
  • In Hungarian “Harisnyás Pippi”
  • In Icelandic “Lína Langsokkur”
  • In Indonesian “Pippi Si Kaus Kaki Panjang”
  • In Irish, it is the same as English “Pippi Longstocking”
  • In Italian “Pippi Calzelunghe”
  • In Japanese “長靴下のピッピ” (“Nagakutsushita no Pippi”)
  • In Korean “말괄량이 소녀 삐삐” (“Malgwallyang’i Sonyŏ Ppippi”)
  • In Kurdish “Pippi-Ya Goredirey”
  • In Latvian “Pepija Garzeķe”
  • In Lithuanian “Pepė Ilgakojinė”
  • In Macedonian “Пипи долгиот чорап”
  • In Norwegian “Pippi Langstrømpe”
  • In Persian “پیپی جوراببلنده” (“Pipi Joorab-Bolandeh”)
  • In Polish “Pippi Pończoszanka” or “Fizia Pończoszanka”
  • In Portuguese “Píppi Meialonga” (Brazil), “Pipi das Meias Altas” (Portugal)
  • In Romanian “Pippi Şoseţica”
  • In Russian “Пеппи Длинный Чулок” (“Peppi Dlinn’iy Chulok)” or “Пеппи Длинныйчулок” (“Peppi Dlinn’iychulok”)
  • In SerbianCroatian and Bosnian: “Pipi Duga Čarapa” / “Пипи Дуга Чарапа”
  • In Slovak “Pipi Dlhá Pančucha”
  • In Slovene “Pika Nogavička”
  • In Spanish “Pipi Calzaslargas” (Spain), “Pippi Mediaslargas” or “Pepita Mediaslargas” (Latin America) and “Pippi Longstocking” (Mexico)
  • In Sinhalese “දිගමේස්දානලාගේ පිප්පි” (“Digamasedaanalaagee Pippi”)
  • In Swedish : “Pippi Långstrump”
  • In Thai “ปิ๊ปปี้ ถุงเท้ายาว” (“Pippi Thung-Taow Yaow”)
  • In Turkish “Pippi Uzunçorap”
  • In Ukrainian “Пеппі Довгапанчоха” (“Peppi Dovhapanchokha”)
  • In Vietnamese “Pippi Tất Dài”
  • In Welsh “Pippi Hosan-hir”
  • In Yiddish “פּיפּפּי לאָנגסטאָקקינג” (“Pippi Longstockin
%d bloggers like this: