I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a changeā€”a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.




Cardigan Zara Sweater Some boutique in Carnaby Street Pants Korean Boots Asos.com

Don’t trust that innocent ham-face smile, I am truly a deceitful scumbag with a potty mouth. I don’t actually swear, but you’ll realise a 10 minute conversation will leave you curiously feeling like you need a brainshower.

Some people asked me I really walk around like this in London. Yes and no – it’s about 12C/54F in London these days and growing up in Warsaw that’s incredibly warm – the other day I wanted to march out with sandals. I did wear a trenchcoat with this.

The heels on those boots don’t look high, but don’t let it fool you – it’s the highest pair of heels I own. Not in the sense of how much higher airspace you have, but the fact that it has no platform with 4.25inch heels. O to the U to the CH.



Jacket Korean Dress Zara Scarf River Island Boots Asos.com Bag Topshop

So I’ve been tagged, except I’m this late in responding because I couldn’t figure out if I’m it then am I meant to run around trying to catch people so they’re out… or is this like the baton stick where you’re meant to run around in a circle and beat the next person up? I’ll just shut up and get on with it.

I’m gonna skip out on the 6 things that make you happy, because of sleep deprivation I have this what’choo lookin’ at, punk? look on my face which will have a hard time pooping out 6 things that make me happy.

so 16 Random Facts:

1/ Christian.
2/ Practically grew up in Poland but cannot speak the language. This fact also hangs first on my hall of shame.
3/ Second World War freak, I’m more familiar with rifles than fashion designers.
Hate drinking cold juice/soft drinks from a mug.
5/ Once kidnapped the neighbour’s cat (she was abandoned!)
6/ Deathly allergic to cats.
7/ HAHAHAHA. I was a vocal in a rockband in highschool. Very funny.
8/ Moleskine Freak
9/ Disagree to own anything Apple, ipod, itouch, iphone, macbook…etc.
10/ Despise Hello Kitty – Most graphic designers and illustrators generally do. I prefer Miffy, better colour palette, for one.
11/ I’m a semi-emo. (read: bad music taste?) Okay okay, I like metal. (excuse their lame-ass CD cover, metal bands have no concept of aesthetics)
12/ Can sleep 18 hours straight.
13/ The only celebrity I ever met was Dita Von Teese in Warsaw airport. Poor woman, no one recognised her there.
14/ Regretting Vogue UK subscription.
15/ Despite the level of sarcasm in my blood, I love Disney and would one day love to break out in a song in the middle of the street.
16/ I live in a Victorian school conversion flat, that’s probably the coolest thing I’ll ever say in my life.

Sorry for being such a boring person. I’m gonna tag Emily and Adele, because I know they take pain like men. RAWRR.

Now excuse me, I have to go fix the bulletpoint style in css.




Blazer Vintage Tommy Hilfiger Tshirt I Don’t Like Mondays Jeans H&M Shoes Asos.com

That’s not dandruffffff, it’s pissin’ rainin’!


Taro. Right off Canarby street somewhere…

Today: (with Ellen. I’m so sick of you)

– Churchie church

– Walked into topshop and mocked the ‘infected’ jewellery section (neon yellow, pink and blue jewellery are back apparantly??). If I was more stealth I’d have taken some photos but then they’ll think I want to copy their ‘design’. puke. Oh wait, we have that convenient online shop thing, right, duh: example pukage

– Got lost somewhere in bellyregions of centralish London somewhere near Regent Street and found Mr. Taro, where waitress couldn’t figure out why we needed two spoons for one ginger icecream dessert.

– Stumbled upon Japanese secondhand manga/bookstore, scored on secondhand Japanese ELLE Jan 2009 – except all the pages kinda smell like chicken teriyaki…

– Finally found SOHO redlight district. Check out those pretty pretty nekked ladies posters with dish boobies!

– Trickled into leicester sq through chinatown, gave customary visit to public ladies toilet and checked ellen’s weight: 233kg. Wuman, you’re underweight!

Got home and coloured nails Talluah style: skittles!


    Weeehee, hope you all had a nice weekend :D