Showing posts from November, 2014


the little inspiration post ( if you look closely you can see that I'm a bit obsessed with Lana )

about last weekend

Not much to say this time, so it will be just an outfit post. As a student on a budget I'm in love with good bargains, like this heavy crop top from H&M. Leopard must be my favourite print of all since forever. It is so versatile, you can turn it easily from day look to night look and without looking cheap or messed up. Happy weekend everyone, I'm off studying. Cheers!

smart sunday

Look smart but still casual, it's Sunday! (well, at least the pictures were taken on a Sunday) I've read and seen on the Internet that many girls added to their wardrobes blazers for their obsession with Pretty Little Liars. I've never watched it and I have about 7 blazers. My secret? Gossip Girl . It's where I got my inspiration while shopping when I was circa 16. And I will be forever grateful to the stylists of GG for changing my view on headbands, skirts, pretty but smart attire. And macaroons. And - monochrome for the win! The boots were quite an alternative choice of an anniversary gift from my boyfriend. Luckily they're so comfy, cool and warm. My inner 14 year-old punk is happy.


Beautiful is a woman who has a distinctive personality, one who can laugh at anything, including themselves, who is especially kind and caring to others. She is a woman who above all else knows the value of having fun, and not taking life too seriously. She is a woman that you can trust and count on to brighten your day. She is a woman who can inexplicably make you feel really good just by being around her, and yet brings such great sadness when she is gone. She is a woman who I will never really get to know.  by Your friend forever July 20, 2005  (source: Urban Dictionary ) This must be one of the most accurate descriptions of what is beautiful, a beautiful woman. Really, what is beautiful? What is worth being called beaufitul? The word itself is being misused so much these days and it has to get back to its real meaning and value. Beauty is subjective, never objective. A rose can be beautiful but there will be one person in the crowd who will prefer lilies instead.

Hand on the back of my neck

It's one of those nostalgic Saturday mornings when I scroll through some old photos with a slow cup of coffee and some chill music in the background. These photos must be my favourite ones from one of the fun shoots I did with my dear hun, Tania, still in Italy, 05.03.2013. Abandoned "castle", palm trees, super cold March day and my ATM new leather skirt. In love. In some of the pictures I tried to set the vibe of Lana del Rey's "Paradise" majorly thanks to the palm trees, wind in my hair and warm colour retouch. All photos are her work, the makeup and the biggest part of retouch. xxoo

storm in my mind, struggle on my fingertips

I want to write down all the million hundred thoughts that are swirling through my mind right now. Some are beautiful, some are shallow, some are smart and some are awful, and then there's a click. A click that just shuts my mind when I try to start to write them down. I really do believe that some of them are worthy to be shared with, some not. So I carefully select the ones that I want to let out in words. And then I end up browsing random old photos, changing the song for the 5th time and feeling like I'm in a hurry and stuck in one place at the same time. I wonder if someone else also feels this way sometimes.  Like now, I just looked through my last 100 Facebook photos, what a sociopath.  Writing itself is actually such an intimate thing, to share what one has created is hard. I remember watching some interviews with Florence Welch, from Florence & the Machine, where she said, and I don't quote because it was such a long time ago and false quotations are t

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the little inspiration post.