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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

SPRING C. 2014: Amsterdam Stars


Enjoy tomorrow.

The Fault in our stars: Rewriting the end



I read a story few days ago and I cried before all the drama even comes up, I cried where they were so cute... that I just cried. Over emotional hashtag! I guess I'm a cheezy person, trying to convince myself that I don't care for romantic things. But on the bright side at least I don't believe in unicorns and Prince Charming. 

Anyway when I came to the end of the book I was a mess, I fell in love in this book and characters that I almost felt sort of book-grief. Anyone know this feeling? You find that perfect book, that is realy cheezy and you don't even see the point why do you love it, you just do. So I cried a lot and I've been so damn angry, I mean why? Hazel and Gus could leave happly ever  together, somehow they would survive. Don't ask me how, 'cuz I have no idea (and I also don't like the idea of becoming vampires).

After all the tears I decided to rewrite the end, even that I  did know I will ruin everything just to make myself happy - selfish me. I did write it, and than hide it somewhere between my documents. In the end of the day I do understand that he didn't write some fary-tale. He wrote something more real and I couldn't handle it.

So I've chose I'm not gonna show it to others. John Green was enough real to gave them cancer, enough brave to make epic love and enough selfish or truthful to take this away from them. And in some way it's damn selfish, but when I step back and see the whole picture he gave them real love, little infinity. After all that's almost everything we need, a little bit of heaven.


Premiere is comming soon!

While waiting listen Adele : One and only

Monday, June 2, 2014

SPRING C. 2014: Dolce Bella

Shoes Giuseppe Zanotti  ( You can buy it here )
Sunglasses Tom Ford  (  You can buy it here )
Ballon - Sleeve Top Operandi ( You can buy it here )
Pretty Bleached Ripped Hayden Jeans TOPSHOP, ( You can buy it here )
Small shopping bag Tod's ( You can buy it here )


WARNING:
There is no promoting, jus link 
where you can buy it or find more 
things about the product.



Friday, May 30, 2014

More than just some girl with strappy sandals



 It’s not about who I am, okay. It’s about who they are.
 They are people who hate, and they divide, and they feed off of 
people who don’t fight back. Yeah I could laugh this off,
 but what about others who can’t? 
Who’s gonna help them. 
Silence only makes them stronger. 
Sawyer Quotes 
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Do you ever just walk down the street and said "Whoah! This girl with strappy sandals seemed really stupid. I think she's a model. Yeah, she may be pretty but at least she is not smart as me". And the sad part about this that I was a girl with strappy sandals.

So If you see girl like me don't make yourself feel better because she knows how to wear fashion or lipstick. It's not fair especially if you don't know her. And don't tell me that life is not fair. 'Cuz life is not fair if you get cancer or that love of your life dies. That's the time when you can scream Why! But to blame someone that is not smart it's your choice. After all she is still women who can be extremly smart and funny as hell, give her some respect even if you don't know her. Especially then.

Remember if you call someone stupid that person will care, it's still importnant that we're smart. If you would look under your stereotypes you could see that there is so much more about us. And if you would look enough close and take time for people you could see that everyday will suprise you with something new. Damn, I wish for one day people would stop judging.

I know that you are probably scared of these girls, I mean everyone knows Mean girls and almost each person thinks that most fashionable girls are the meanest girls. And yes, some of them are, but don't stereotype it. Nothing should be.

Every world can hurt, usually  more than a punch.
(Everyone) We're so much more than just some people, we are all extraordinary and the world desirves to see it. And if they don't care, they don't desirve to see how really amazing you are.

Monday, May 26, 2014

Being happy in this days ?


I found this post on one of my first blog I ever had. I named him Red Bedroom and it was pretty much inspired by amazing character named Peyton Sawyer. And I'm gonna post it again, beacuse it's just my true.


What's that even means? That we are healthy, famous, have a lot of money or that we talk everyday with our friends? Brooke Davis ones asked “What is going to make you happy?” and now, I’m asking this myself… Is that love? Can love be the only think that will save you from hate, pain or sadness. Or it will put you back in your dark little place.

I’ve been reading a lot of different magazines and books and they were all telling me how I should live to be happy. They were talking about believing in myself, always stand up for yourself and never regret. But how? But people will put you down every time they will get a chance, nobody will support you, sometimes even not your family. I mean who will stand up for you when you will be in your dark place, and more importantly who will show you the light.

I was thinking about health, and I know few people who are really sick, and some of them even died. And I thought why would God be so damn mean and take them from us, they didn’t do anything to him or to the world. But they were gone. Later I remembered what that person said to “I’m just so tired.” Maybe she was tired, and I’d never want to know this pain and suffering, but shouldn’t you fight for your own life. A lot of kids survive just because of it, they have faith, in every day they can find something good and funny. They’re survivors. And maybe that’s the reason why they are so good, and can just be happy.

Fame and money? Everyone say that money is very important, just not for our heart. I don’t  know how it's lole to  be famous or have a lot of money, but in the years of hard working and giving up a lot of things, I think that  success and money could give you happiness. Maybe not for a long time, but when you will wake up tomorrow you will be just happy that you can pay some bills, give some extra money to your son or daughter, and not worry for one day. But if you already have this, and you just can’t enough I don’t believe that any of material things will make you happy. Believe me I would also dissagree with myself few years ago, I also dreamed about this amazing clothes, phones and being just famous. And sometimes I still do. But more and more I’m figuring out that I need people who will love, because in the end of the day clothes won’t hug me, my fans don’t really know me and all I will need just some true friends, my family, and their love. So I know most of people are suffering because they don't have enough money, but I hope they still got each other. We should think about people, who are alone, with or without money.


And love ? In the beginning of writing I was wondering if love can hurt you more, than bring you happiness. Yet I think, it can. You know it’s like you’re a surgeon and as much as you save life, you also lose them. Still nobody can't bring them back.



 In the other hand I admitted I’ve got some trust issue, and I wish they could just go away. But they don’t. No matter what other say, you’re steal dealing with that feeling, that someone will hurt you in every corner. I admit I really scared of people, that I see every day, but somehow I always managed to get through day. Even if I don’t have no one, I still have some hope, that someday I will fly away from my little country, to America. So I think if you don’t have anyone you should have hope, that you will find someone who will really love you. But while you’re waiting for that person, don’t just stand there, go to the cinema, so what if you’re going alone. Listen to the great music, go out and do something that makes you happy, whatever this is. If this is writing or reading, listening or talking, just do it. Don’t let people to take this away, because you’re good. If you already find that person, make sure that you tell them how happy you are with them, even if you give them a little kiss, or small chocolate. It’s not about things, it’s about how you do. Always remember that.

So thank you guys. I’m hoping that you have a great night or day. 

Boyfriend jeans. So... ?!


Where are skinny jeans again? I mean aren't to big jeans so last season? As far as I remember even my mom've got so many "boyfriend" jeans and that mean they're just out of my closet. Am I wrong? Is she more fashionable than me, and she doesn't even notice? I guess. Welcome back to big jeans and shirtless colorful tops...

You know I'm wondring if fashion is moving foward or it will just repeat history on every 50 years. Is it the problem in lack of inspiration or, that today we can wear ''old'' fashion better?

I was talking with my schoolmates, most of us wears skinny jeans - like we don't know other jeans. All we know that pants need to be tight and perfectly sleem. Even if you can't breath, sit or move in them. Even if we know that boyfriends don't like them or any sporty girl probably. But, yeah we were proudly sitting in this skinny jeans, like we would have a new Chanel. But than two the most fashionable girls came in this "not so tight" boyfriend jeans (I didn't even know they're already sealing in our country).
While girls started to gossip about them, I took  my imaginary tea and started to listening what're they gonna say about the latest fashion;

"OMG, what the hell is she wearing?"
"I kind of like it."
"And now you? Come on guys, some jeans are for boys, some are for girls."
" So.. they're out?"

After that question I stopped listnening, I started to wondering if they're realy out? So that mean we should always move foward and never look back. Should  we just be inovating, trying to discover something better, instant of just for a moment and breath. Maybe even take a step back, beacuse what's the point of  inovating something really crazy, that you can't use in your everyday life. Like this pair of jeans.

I stopped and take deep breath. I step back just for few minutes to see the whole picture infront of me. When I came home I took my old pants, that I didn't wear since 7th grade. I tried them, make them a little make-over so they looked like brand new boyfriend jeans. And I love it.

They were very comftorable, beautiful and I could walk, breath and do everything without any pressure of wearing them. Designers were menaged to create something comforable for women and made much more beautiful shapes, which is also sexy and elegant if you know how to wear it.

I guess sometimes is good to look back, it may transform you in something better. We don't have to try new things everyday and just to keep moving. From time to time it's good to take 7th grade pants, chocolate that you eat since you were a kid and tea that you drink everyday.

Have a nice day!

Saturday, May 24, 2014

I'm about to go fight for my life




I'm not gonna lie to you, I was afraid as hell to start this blog – the funny thing about all these is that I always thought that I was fearless and brave. But when people started to walk over me, and make me believe that I'm not good enough for them and my dreams, I gave up on my believes. I guess high school logic – if they don't like you, you don't like yourself.
And I'm afraid that they may see it, and judge it. Like they judge your style, your life and your everything. But one day I'm gonna need to stop, to be afraid of people who care mostly about themself.
 So this is the begining of one chapter in my life.  And I don't know what this blog will bring you, or if you will enjoy it...
But I do know I will do my best, and this trying may or may not make this blog shine someday. And as much as I will learn through blogging, I hope you will also get something from that.
So people if you don't like it, suck it up. And readers who are still here, you should grab some tea and make yourself comfortable in your chairs, beacuse this is when my writing starts – with my clumsy english and unfunny jokes.
Welcome in my first chapter!
N.