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 change—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.

Flora, partner in donut crime

Sweater – Monton, Shirt as skirt (a la Anywho)- mum’s Stefanel, Belt – Courtesy of JinYoo103684 , Shoes – Topshop, Bag – Lithuanian Market, Sunglasses – Urban Outfitters

Thank you Flora for the outfit shots!

Actually, that second to last row should have an equals sign in the middle, donuts = horse calves. The weather was illegally good today so it was only right to find an illegally great donut to accompany the almighty homicide of winter, and none other than the rose-jam-almond-shavings donuts from Chmielna street came to mind. Mother always said eating in the street is unladylike but one whiff of the donutshop and I was ready to peel off the sequins from Flora’s top (that she sewed on) just because they resembled almonds… what lady?

Top & Shoes – Zara, Shirt as skirt – Mum’s from Stefanel, Bag – Storets.com

Thank you brother for the outfit shots; Shirt as skirt inspired by Elise’s lurvely outfit

I’m slowly starting to realize that a birthday in July is not something I’d like to gift to my child, possibly a November or an April birthday instead. Call me ungrateful but this is one day I allow myself to wallow in self-pity as I scroll through the phone in search of a few who’d want to have dinner with me and eventually give up thinking why am I the one organizing my own birthday party… a sizable chunk of the phonebook is out of the country anyway.
Thank you G for inviting me over for coffee with 3 near-strangers and the delicious bday tart. And for those trying to deduct my age from the number of candles, it’s not 3 for 30, or 23; it’s 3 for 3 – the age of my inner child that sulks over such trivial elements in life. Sorry.




Shirt Mum’s Stefanel | Tee FCUK | Jeans Zara | Shoes Office | Bag DIY Studded Vintage | Necklace/ring Warsaw Antique market

Thank you for all the Turkey recommendations for the last post – I was intrigued by the restaurant on water bit, that actually comes quite close to fish coming to sacrifice itself in a puddle of lemonjuice! :D Still quite worried that I haven’t found a bathing suit yet. I’m going through the swimwear racks in all the shops but all I can find is bikinis that look like 3 pieces of tree-leaves strung together, or those that accommodate a balloon party if you know what I mean. I wish I could pick and order from ASOS’ vast collection, but we can all expect that to arrive after I get back from Turkey. I guess the only choice now, is to knit a swimsuit since we all know that DIY is the answer to all wardrobe dilemmas. Let’s see what kind of yarn I brought home…

Mohair… hm.

How about this, bathing suit from the year 1858. VINTAGE!