Friday, June 29, 2012

on a friday

biscuits with homemade plum jam and some fresh tiny apricots.
and of course, fear.
they don't go that well, i know.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Sunday, June 24, 2012


other than my own still pale skin, clothing for some days of seaside and until the ribs lighter hair.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Thursday, June 14, 2012


i'll just run into my white bed and try to forget that today was just another bad day. it has to come up right till 1st of July. i just can't picture it other way. i can't.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012


and i just feel like there's not enough time.

Monday, June 11, 2012

the smell of her hair

the color of anything fades in the air. but she is the film of a book of the story of the smell of her hair.

one day of storm, another one of fire.
so i end up wearing the lightest clothes i have.
an asymmetric plain white blouse from h&m, a black loose cardi made of an old blouse, black jeggings from takko and sometimes an accessory, like this pretty but too fragile mini-bicycle from alice and sara.

Friday, June 8, 2012

something did happen to me somewhere that robbed me of confidence and courage and left me with a fear of discovery and change and a positive dread of everything unknown that may occur

these days i'm like a little drunk girl, afraid of many things that may occur, having nightmares and trying to figure out what is it that i should do to make my life better, i just keep thinking there has to be a way, but i keep hitting blank walls.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

requiem for annie

requiem for annie.

afraid for tomorrow's medical exam.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

you are living like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living

modern classics.
i've been feeling a bit sick lately, but i still hope it won't end up with hospitals or such, even the thought of it scares me to death.
on another note, i keep dreaming and browsing for bags and shoes and dresses that are really over my humble budget and i can only try to find vintage or look-like pieces, yet even these ones are sometimes expensive, for me. that's why anyone can imagine how i jump on one foot of joy when i find something, like this black celine classic box bag like or an old trevira black blazer with a bit of ruffle detail on the shoulders and black on white dotted inside sleeves and back.
more to come.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

and then quietly, and without you ever really noticing, some day is today

it’s the oldest story in the world.

i wanted to surprise my family, home, with these balloons and i guess we surprised each other :).