the dog days

I thought that maybe in some magic way I will skip it this year, but I won't. The no-light season had just begun. The dog days are coming, I can feel it in my bones. This is the time when everything is 3 times more annoying, wearying, depressing and sad. It's cold, rainy and getting dark at 4pm. And you just wanna fall asleep and wake up in March. Or in April. The only one effective cure I know is going to London. It's not like London is a sunny tropical beach, cause it's rainy and cold as fuck. But it doesn't matter. I just wanna be there even for a while!

maybe

grow old with me

             He is blonde. He sings. Indie pop/rock. A little of folk. Love songs. And does it fucking good.

He plays piano. He is talented. Hard-working. Sensitive. And british. What else can you want? 

I can't believe there is a girl who doesn't want him to sing 'Grow old with me' for her. 

Dawid Wolinski atelier

After taking a gap year, I feel quite excited finally going to uni. I moved to the capitol for good few days ago and started my studies.  The first week of October is our adaptation week and we don't have classes yet - it's time for us to know each other, our school and generally Warsaw. To introduce us into the city life we get special passes and Fashion Maps of Warsaw, so we can enter places like showrooms, ateliers and other fashion spots where, lets say, we couldn't go without a little contacts. Yesterday we went to see Dawid Woliński atelier, and even meet him at the stairs for a while (wow, the moment of my life). He's generally known from hundrets of his selfies - as stupid as beautiful are his dresses, and some tv shows (I'm always confused about it - if being a great designer still has to caper about the tv... ? Not really sure...). His workroom is very unadorned, the only decorative items are Dawid's antique desk and armchair and some oriental belts keeping with books on window sills as an inspiration.

the sweet escape

Recently I've been asked to write about my inspirations. As the major one I chose London. I know it seems banal, because everyone loves this city lately. But it has a really special meaning for me...
They say that beginings are the hardest. But not in my case, because my begining took place in London, where everything seems to be easier for me. It was a start for all my interests, pereceptions and generally me. I was 14 and came to spend one month in London with my mom. I remember every single day of these holidays and I'm sure I will never forget it. I was in many other places all over the world, but none of them impressed me that much. It was not about the weather (cause most of the time we had an English 'shower'), not about the monuments, museums or exhibitions (nevertheless watching it all left me down on my knees), but it was about people. People and fashion. I came from a little town, where everyone used to wear t-shirt and jeans in thoose days and every attempt to wear something different was always derided. And suddenly - wow! - what a surprise. I realised that there is a place on earth, where people think the way I do - everyone looks extremely different, and maybe I'm not freak at all, when I don't have jeans and t-shirt on... I felt so free that the next day I put on every single print I had in my suitcase. My mom was a little like 'wtf did you do?' but I was feeling so cool, propably for the first time in my life (this is a special, weird, kind of feeling which I feel only in London, and nowhere else. It's like being high without doing any drugs). I remember this day so good for one more reason - I got my first job offer then. Some women in the Oxford Circus asked if she can take a picture of me, because I look great, and if I want to perform in Addidas commercial! Unfortunatley I couldn't, because it had to be fake party scenery and I wasn't 18. I hated myself for not having reached maturity for a little while, but then I made a promise - I will come to London once more, and then no one will tell me that I'm too young for something!
I fulfiled this promise. Again and again if I had enough money in my piggy bank, I was buying a plane ticket. For a short trips and for a long time once. And everytime life was getting the most intense flavour I had ever tasted. Not only the sweet one. There are millions of crazy stories, hundrets of disappointments, adventures, new people I met, and generally ups and downs.  But there's something magical in London - every tear or drop of sweat you left here, makes you love this place even more.
I still don't know why I made my decision to come back. The one and only rational reason is the fear. I was scared that one day London would stop be an adventure for me and become common. Just like a relationships thing - you love your boyfriend and you guys don't even fall out, but it just feels that the fascination is over and you're getting tired of him. And I never want to feel tired of London. I want him to always treat me as good as at the begining. To still be my source of inspirations and my escape from reality. My love forever.

(14 years old me in O2 Arena - having a lip stud and drinking something in Starbucks - so 'cool')

And a few typical 'tourist' photos from my trips

the lips thing

As you could notice in 'about me' column I'm a huge lipsticks fan. But I like only the mat ones. I just hate glossy lipsticks and lip glosses! I don't usually buy expensive ones, cause in a short time I would be a bankrupt. Since I started to be crazy about lips make up I've already learned how to substitute exclusive lipsticks for the cheaper versions. I also have tried Lip Rock stickers and all of the other weird decorations like sequins and glitter on lips, but it only looks good when you take part in some photo shoot. I would never recommend to you wearing that kind of make up to a party. Unless you wanna look like you've got pieces of your dinner amid your teeth on all the photos later. It doesn't matter that Lip Rock producer guarantees that the sticker gonna stay on your lips forever or you use the hardest glue to affix te glitter, as we all know, alcohol is doing it's thing...
My totally beloved colour is fuchsia. I wear fuchsia on my lips from early spring to the end of the summer, changing for orange from time to time. When the autumn is coming I leave my dear pink for burgundy and violtes. I don't like beige and flesh colours, cause I can't see the point in wearing something what is almost invisible. Yeah, sometimes I'm a little ocker.
Generally I've got two favourite cheap and two favourite expensive types. I admire Topshop Lip Crayons. I use it as a lipstick cause in spite of making my lips a little dry, crayon lasts all day, no matter what am I doing! Everytime when I'm in Warsaw or in London I'm buying a few. Clueless is a colour of my life! The second inexpensive choices are Rimmel lipsticks. Especially those form Kate Moss Lasting Finish collection. Very highly pigmented shades, awesome smell - without doubt I can compare those lipsticks even to Mac ! My fav colour is of course 20 fuchsia, but the other ones are recommendable as well!
From my more expensive number ones I have to call Make Up Forever Aqua Rouge colours 16 and 17 and Nouba Liquid Lipstick in 15. They are so extremely pigmented that I always have problems with washing it off. But it's so helpful on the parties - those lipsticks don't even leaving marks on glasses... Or on boy's lips. The cheaper alternative is Rimmel's Apocalips Lip Lacquer, but it definitely doesn't last that long.

My favourite lipsticks from my collection (from left) :

Topshop Brighton Rock / Rimmel Kate Moss Lasting Finish Nr 20 / Nouba Liquid Lipstick Nr 15 / Astor Heidi Klum Collection Nr 008 Spicy / Make Up Forever Aqua Rouge Nr 16 / Dior Addict Nr 773 / Manhattan X-treme Last & Shine Nr 33N / Topshop Clueless

But there is a lipstick I'm dreaming of for a long time, I was looking for it in Selfridges in London but unfortunately it wasn't in stock. So if anybody wants to do something nice for me, please buy me a cat-lipstick and make my life so much better.

Paul & Joe

"S" stands for shoes

It won't be very surprising if I'll write that I love shoes or something like that. I'm a girl so that is quite obvious. But I can tell you my motto, which believe me, has never let me down.

"The eyes can mislead, the smile can lie, but the shoes always tell the truth."

These are my types for this season.

Isabel Marant

Zara

  

Choies

Choies

Zara

Zara

Isabel Marant

Simple Cp

All Saints

Miu Miu

Zara

Zara

Isabel Marant

All Saints

Michael Kors

Marc by Marc Jacobs

Marc by Marc Jacobs

sequin.pl

Zara

Pull and Bear