6/15/2016

Outfit// Golden Vol.2

Pants: Esprit/ Shirt and Bracelets: Mango/ Shoes: Stradivarius/ Watch: Casio


You are probably asking yourself what's with the title... well, the thing is that the jeans I'm wearing are actually golden color as well as the stripes on my shirt... BUT, you can't actually see that on the pictures so I've got an urge to tell you :P! As you can notice, I'm having a huge crush on these sandals... so beautiful and so comfy... they feel like sneakers... looove them! I'll be happy to hear what you think about the look as always! Enjoy your week guys! Kisses

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6/12/2016

Personal// Una vita sola


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And so I started writing a post about fitness and health, but it just didn't work out. Soon after, I decided that I will write about motherhood instead, but again, I didn't know what topic to choose first. Meanwhile, we also took  pictures for an outfit post, but I wasn't  satisfied with the quality of the pictures... and then, life happened and left a mark... tears and laughter at the same time.

I met V. at my second year of college. We were both studying Italian language and literature and very soon the magic happened and we became inseparable. When I remember those days, and believe me, I haven't for quite a while, I can only see boxes and boxes of cigarettes (yes, I did smoke once), liters of drank coffee, lots of fun, exams, irregular verbs, prepositions, translations, studying during long summer months, debates about vegetarian way of life, home party's, tears and joy... I see one beautiful friendship. When I decided to change college, even though we didn't see each other every day like we used to, we still continued to share the thick and thin.

One week after she finished college, V. decided to visit Argentina. For some time, we did exchange e-mails, but then life happened and we lost contact.

A few days ago, I decided to check my Facebook (and I don't do that quite often) when I saw HER message in my inbox. She was in Zagreb and wanted to see me. She sent me her phone number also... I'm typing and yelling and crying... the message was sent ten days ago... will I make it? Is she still here?

Just two days before her departure, we are standing and hugging under her green umbrella. She looks the same. Like me, she had two kids, but she is just the same... those same, warm eyes and a big smile. Even now, while writing this, I want to cry... We didn't have much time... still, it felt like we never parted.

Maybe we live an ocean apart, but the second chance has been given to us. Still, Atlantic ocean is not THAT big... I gave her a book... it might sound cheesy, but I truly believe in the words I wrote as a dedication...  Una vita sola non puo' bastare per dimenticare un' amicizia che vale...


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I tako sam ja počela tipkati post o vježbanju i zdravom životu... nije išlo. Ubrzo sam se prebacila na majčinstvo, ali ni tu nisam znala koju bih temu odabrala kao prvu. Treba li uopće kakav uvod ili ne? U međuvremenu sam i uslikala jedan outfitić, ali nisam bila zadovoljna kvalitetom, jer svijetlo nije bilo dobro... I onda me odjednom zadesio život. I ostavio traga... suze i smijeh istovremeno...

V. sam upoznala na drugoj godini faksa. Zajedno smo studirale Talijanski jezik i književnost. Vrlo se brzo dogodila "ljubav", onaj ženski klik, te smo postale nerazdvojne. Kada se sjetim tih dana, a dugo nisam, vjerujte mi, vidim samo kutije i kutije popušenih cigareta (da, nekada davno sam pušila) i litre ispijenih kava, puno smijeha, živciranje radi ispita, konjuktive, nepravilne glagole, slaganje vremena i prepozicije, prijevode, zajednička učenja u ljetnim mjesecima, polemike oko vegetarijanstva, kućne tulume, suze i smijeh... vidim jedno divno prijateljstvo. Kada sam ja "zeznula stvar" i odustala od Filozovskog te prešla na Ekonomiju, unatoč tomu što više nismo bile skupa svakog dana, nastavile smo se viđati barem jednom tjedno i dijeliti "dobro i zlo".

Tjedan dana po završetku faksa, V. je odlučila otići u Argentinu. Neko smo vrijeme izmjenjivale mailove, međutim, opet se dogodio život  i činjenica da ja nikako nisam željela otvoriti Facebook ili pak ona "daleko od očiju - daleko od srca", te je svaka završila u nekom svom filmu i na svojoj strani svijeta.

Prije par dana, sasvim slučajno, odlučila sam baciti pogled na taj, meni toliko omraženi Facebook (koji sam ipak u međuvremenu ovorila) i u inboksu sam ugledala njezinu poruku. U Zagrebu je te bi  me željela vidjeti. Šalje mi i svoj broj... ali, ali, ALI, datum je od prije deset dana. Pišem, vičem, plačem, hoću li uspijeti?

Dva dana prije njenog povratka... pada kiša, a mi se grlimo ispod njezinog zelenog kišobrana. Ista je. Kao i ja, postala je mama dvoje klinaca, ali je ista... iste, tople oči i onaj veliki osmijeh. I sad mi se plače kada ovo pišem... Vremena je bilo (pre) malo... ali kao da se nismo nikada ni rastale.

Možda jest svaka na svojoj strani svijeta, ali ovoga puta nam je dana druga prilika. Uostalom, nije Atlantski ocean tolikoooo velik...  Darovala sam joj knjigu. Može zvučati  otrcano, ali duboko vjerujem u posvetu koju sam napisala... Una vita sola non puo' bastare per dimenticare un' amicizia che vale...




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6/01/2016

Outfit// Something about a skirt

What I wore:
Mango skirt (HERE and now on SALE)
Stradivarius heels (HERE)
Calliope shirt
Reserved bag
Kaufland :) necklace (yes, the supermarket)


There is just something with me and pleated skirts. I have them... well, I think five... and there really isn't anything that I could say in my defence. I love them because I can wear them all year around and they look so good with any kind of shoe. They can be dressed up or down, they are so swaying and girly and I feel so beautiful wearing one. My mom bought this one for me. She said: "You don't have red one." :) Big <3 for mom! :***
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