7/28/2014

the denial twist | antwerp


I'm home again for a while, this time I went to the mountains with my friends - and it couldn't be more adventurous that it was, really, such an awesome bunch of random shit and abstract stories I'll probably reveal one day. But a part of my mind is still in Belgium and a lot of pictures we took there definitely help. On one day we decided to hit the road and spend a day in Antwerp... and so we didn't, as buying train tickets was a total mess and the museum I really wanted to visit was closed on Mondays. So the next morning we were all prepared... and we almost left the train on the wrong station. But as soon as we got there it was magical, beautiful city (jeeeez I think I'll post postcards later on as now I'm focusing on outfits) and I even got a chance to find a school of my dreams, so you know, Antwerp, I'll be back soon.
Yeah, the looks. For me it seems like a set which is basic at it's form and way more quirky when it comes to patterns, textures and accessories. And I finally bought myself a pair of black lace socks!
I would also like to pay even a bigger tribute to my flawless photographer this time, because I was behaving even more like an annoying little shit than usual. I was literally giggling all. day. long.
Enjoy and stay tuned for more journeys&fashion!

pics by http://bentesikyme.deviantart.com/

skirt&top - thrifted
socks - Topshop
shoes - Dr Martens
sunnies - Sinsay
choker - diy
rosary - C&A

If you think that a kiss is all in the lips
C'mon, you got it all wrong, man
And if you think that our dance was all in the hips
Oh well, then do the twist
If you think holding hands is all in the fingers
Grab hold of the soul where the memory lingers and
Make sure to never do it with a singer
Cause he'll tell everyone in the world
So what, somebody left you in a rut
And wants to be the one who's in control
But the feeling that you're under can really make you wonder
How the hell she can be so cold

7/22/2014

fucked my way up to the top | brussels


First thing, from like important stuff: there is a fly in my room and I'll be possibly moving out and burning this place to ground in next few ours, because I simply can't stand this fucker flying around and being all nasty in an insect way. Ugh.
So back on the fab ground, this is another outfit that we shoot while walking around Brussels - and I was wearing boots I bought in a local thrift store for 4 euros and we've been in love ever since.
When I arrived to Belgium, it was really cold as for a summer. And of course, my suitcase was filled with nothing but fancy dresses, I wasn't even thinking about such a thing as tights - it's summer for crying out loud - but everything went surprisingly my way and ended up with a spectacular heat. But few days were just perfect and it was definitely one of them.
I've got a lot of posts from that travel, and also I don't think I've even had such a busy holiday time. I'm leaving tomorrow again, then I'm back for like 4? maybe 5 days and it all gets hit the road Jack-y. I love it.
Enjoy the post, your summer and keep up with my classic chatter&pics shows!


dress&boots - thrifted
turquise pendant - H&M

Go
This is my show

Need you baby, like I breathe you, baby

7/14/2014

truth doesn't make a noise | amsterdam


Holiday time. So I was in Amsterdam yesterday, as we're staying in Brussels and it's not-so-far-away. I'm pretty sure I'll be writing few vacation posts aka I've been places and I was doing things, but for today I'll just keep it short and about the outfit, which was the most basic and quickly thrown to the suitcase thing of them all. I've been told that the weather is going to be shitty here. And as I wanted it to be nice, I just thought that stating I'm being lied is going to change the state of affairs. I nailed it to be honest, it's perfect right now.
I guess that's it for now, I think I forgot how to type and write a little bit. See you soon, get ready for more stoned shit! (I swear, that city does not only smell like weed. It IS weed.)


her stare is louder than your voice
because truth doesn't make a noise