Faces of Strangers

Hi there, as per usual it has been a while since I posted. What was supposed to be my anonymous diary turned out to be a half a year blog. . . weeeell at least it's not annually. Today has been a beautiful and eventful sunny day. The UK spring has begun and I spent my time on the patio studying and reading a book I got from my aunt for christmas. At some point during this spring day I read an article on a quite popular blog, it is not one I am particularly fond of or that is spectacular or very interesting. But this silly article innocently popped up on my Facebook news feed and one thing led to another... It told the story about a young man not taking no for an answer from a woman. The grown woman was referred to as a girl and at some point they were was remark which sounded like the achievements of women in history (particularly the moon landing) where little more than non existent. SOOO long story short, I commented that Margret Hamilton wrote the code to get us to the moon. If she wouldn't have maybe a man or another woman would have but I personally found it is worth mentioning as she had contributed in a big manner.... I usually don't comment on things like this and I immediately regretted the decision. Because as I found out, people reeaally don't hold back, let's just say it like that. They were swearing at me, telling me go f*&% myself, calling me a b!%$^&, talking about "my burning v@&!^@" and telling me to go back to taking pictures in bikinis for likes and go shopping where a strong woman belongs. I couldn't believe it!!! *Insert picture of my face in shock* I was shocked! What really struck me the most was not only how rude these men were to me just for mentioning the accomplishment of one women who was quote "helped by hundreds of men". It was that they usually were using profiles what looked like real names and faces. So I got nosy. Who were these men? I decided to have a little snoop, who were these men who insulted me from the safety of their smart phones and tablets with their grinning profile picture. One man was particularly rude, his profile picture was of him, a handsome young man in his twenties in a suit with a tie, holding the hand of his son, who was also wearing a suit with an adorable bowtie. "Daniel" as I shall refer to him, seemed very nice in his picture but he couldn't have been more rude and on top of this, without reason! He didn't know me, the comment I made had nothing to do with him or any of these other people. They just wanted to provoke and be hateful. Yet one look through his public pictures provided me with his name, his location, pictures of his grey Audi (with license plate - he even posted a picture of a parking fine, just incase we weren't 100% sure that, this was actually his car!), there was a picture of him in his work uniform clearly stating that he works for a technological department which seems to be part of a University in Glasgow. It took me ONE google search to find out this is where he actually worked and the website provided me with his work address, phone number and name. ONE SEARCH. Finding these things out took me a few clicks through his Facebook profile and ONE Google search. Imagine if I had tried harder! Doesn't that scare you?! I know I sound like a stalker right now. Don't worry, I won't do anything with this information, although I did feel tempted to make him aware of how much he is telling the world about himself. In fact from here on I will forget that you ever existed Daniel and I have deleted the FB thread because it was not very nice to be constantly insulted by several people. What remains is the crazy truth that people feel protected and anonymous on the internet while cursing at people in the rudest way possible using their real names and faces. Quite shameless really and very dangerous if you upset the wrong person. Here is what I learned from the horrifying experience of being cornered on a public facebook thread: 1.) Be kind and don't curse at strangers, whether it is in real life or on the net. 2.) RIGHT NOW go to your FB or whatever Profiles you have and make sure that they are set on private! 3.) Do not get upset about people like Daniel. Daniel is a very very sad man. XOXO

Psoriasis Awareness Week - Something personal

This week (1st - 8th Nov) is Psoriasis Awareness Week!!! I got PSORIASIS when I was 18 and it has been with me ever since. I’ve managed to reduce and stop it from spreading with diet restrictions and by keeping healthy but it is ALWAYS with me. When it comes to the rare occasion where I wear short sleeves or skirts, the patches are revealed and people ask questions like: “Uh, what happened there?” and this, I do not mind. However, having received hurtful comments like “EW!”, “What is that? That looks disgusting!”, calling me a snake (due to skin flakes), “Flecky” (which means spotty) or being told to get out of the gym pool because I might be contagious, have made me cover my body for many years even when it was 40 degrees Celsius (104 Fahrenheit)!!! It kept me from swimming in pools with friends or going to the beach even wearing skirts or t-shirts felt impossible. SO I usually wear long sleeves, long jeans and prefer glamorous, long evening gowns to short cocktail dresses :) So here are a few facts: 1. Psoriasis is an auto-immune disease, it is genetic and can not be contracted. 2. It can spread all over your body – I have it on my elbows, thighs, knees, my back, ears and scalp. 3. It leaves most people very insecure about their body. 4. The red patches produce skin flakes which by no means look pretty and we know that! 5. I may be oversharing but I hope to make people aware and less prone to judge and insult those who might have stood in front of a mirror all day debating whether to wear a simple t-shirt. 6. Always remember to be kind and if you need to comment, be inquisitive rather than insulting. Share you experience with me! Xo Violeta ‪#‎psoaware‬ ‪#‎psoriasis‬ ‪#‎bekind‬ ‪#‎psoriasisawarenessweek‬

I am back.

SO as you may have noticed, I have not posted in two years. Mainly because I forgot I even started a Blog. I have a slight suspicion that this isn't a rare occurrence and that there are many Blogs in Blog-Heaven due to lack of consistency. I did have high hopes I would start writing here religiously. But I shall give it another try. I never moved to England due to a job offer at a film company in Vienna. Staying in my home country was nice for a change but I did miss traveling - as in not work related shooting traveling ;) After one year in Vienna I packed my bags to start a new adventure and have spent almost an entire year here in Australia on the other side of the world. It is lovely here. People are friendly and the Kangaroos are cute & tasty :D If you are in Australia you should definitely check out the West Coast it has beautiful flora & fauna and is genuinely underrated. And to the disbelieve of all my friends did not spy one snake, shark or flesh eating spider. Just a loooot of Kangaroos - I do feel like my worries might have been a bit over exaggerated. During my time here I've been working on the odd music videos here and there, a few modeling shoots and on a pilot for which I did a bit of directing as well as camera but to be honest I didn't really spend a lot of time focusing on my career over here. I've taken the liberty to spend a year floating around and doing jobs to keep my head over water but nothing that really was in my métier but am so very excited to get back into my field!!! And since everything must come to an end I will leave this beautiful country of Kangaroos behind and move to England in July (this time for real haha). Yours truly, Madeleine

Welcome to my champagne covered, golden mid-20s.....NOT

This is my first Blog, so I still have to figure out how this all works so please bare with me :) Well maybe I should write a little bit about myself. I am and am now officially in my mid 20s...yaaayyy...I always wanted to be in my mid-twenties, it always sounded so cool! Mid-Twenties, it just has an awesome ring to it doesn't it?! One might even think of the 1920s. So i guess that's why one expects, being free, financially stable and of course roaring 1920s gold flaked champagne parties, hah, well no, really it is such a unsettling time...I mean I just got my FIRST white hair...now if that isn't unsettling I do not know what is, aand finding a job that actually pays your rent is harder to find than I thought. Anyways, in my entire life I have lived in three different countries on two different continents in five different cities and am now moving to England, so I thought this is the perfect opportunity to start to write about what is happing in my life as I am trying to make it as an actress and video-journalist :) Madeleine