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And so it keeps being, where and how it is

I made a habit out of walking my way through every single morning. I also made a habit out of listening, while I’m at it. Hence, my ipod most often got stuck in one of my pockets, or on the dirty...

Apr 18, 2013 Like

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Tulle may or may not be my thing

I never wanted to be a bride. The time for me to wear the whitest white dress, wide enough to cover the lot of my past unhappiness and defeat which keeps showing twisted disabled heads from all my...

Mar 21, 2013 Like

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the dresses that count. and the days that don’t.

Friday, 8th March Here I am, one year later, wearing the same skirt that I wore last year, on the very same 8th of March. It’s a long skirt with small blue flowers, to which I added an oversized...

Mar 11, 2013 Like

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The view outside the box

A choice less likely to appear in my typical sartorial scenario happened to resonate with an equally less predictable patience to explore areas of journalistic prose which unavoidably made me raise...

Feb 26, 2013 Like 1 person likes this

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The quiet roar of bluntness

As hard as it may seem, from a farther look, I think I’ve gotten used to this. My ass looks so much bigger in this dress. Damn it, I’m never going to wear this thing again. How much more...

Feb 15, 2013 Like

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T-shirt Factory Giveaway* – closed

Valentine’s Day is coming! Did a light turn on in your head? Then you should get a t-shirt to celebrate. Does the 14th February strike you as nothing but another boring day of the year? Well, than...

Feb 10, 2013 Like

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Anachronism

I’ve been struggling a lot with gravity these days. My lack of confidence pours from my mouth and eyes, pours over my carefully layered surface, makes me pour poorness onto a stingy red onion, its...

Feb 5, 2013 Like

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MsDressy giveaway

In case anyone’s been wondering if the winter gloom has truly, definitely, irreversibly caught me in its agonizing hopelessness, well, this one time you’re positively wrong. I’ve just been terribly...

Jan 23, 2013 Like

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A map of fear and trouble

I was the first to jump in as soon as it begun. Naked wrists and frozen fingertips, witty vulgar zapping through transparent minds, bending over and gliding through simulated drama, songs that...

Dec 30, 2012 Like

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Between the acts

I have often pictured myself in tall rooms with stark chandeliers spilling their spark over my perfectly trim cascade of blonde hair. I would carelessly display my ivory teeth in countless poses...

Dec 11, 2012 Like

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Frames of mind to frames of plastic

I’ve got some history with poor sight and blurry vision. It started when I was about sixteen, when staring at the blackboard, while some teacher was trying to teach me something they thought would...

Nov 17, 2012 Like

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The waiting syndrome

Sip it. It tastes like crap, whatever it is. When I am stupid enough to flatter myself by thinking that I taught myself how to steal a slice of freedom, I crush my joints into the stiffness of the...

Nov 1, 2012 Like

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The old green of tomorrow

There was this other place, amassing peeled walls vanquished by regiments of moss and mustiness, blankets of green, leaves swallowing water like starving sponges, marks of feet that had walked...

Oct 28, 2012 Like

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A less ordinary day

There are days of type B, which in 90% of cases are exactly the same like any other day, but I manage to stay ‘happy’ about it – well, you get it, ‘happy’ is not the exact word for me, but it works...

Oct 22, 2012 Like 1 person likes this

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The Interview – Raluca Rosu

Fashion blogging between the borders of our country has never struck me as a phenomenon worth the effort of watching – until I started my own blog and knew a few girls who proved that I was truly...

Oct 10, 2012 Like

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Button down

It was dark, a dark blue, and it was snowing outside its tall windows. My breath was dispelling wet whirls of fog and torpid lust. I swam and I swam, as much as I could, and I somehow got to the...

Oct 6, 2012 Like

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Tom Tailor store opening

If I come to think of the way my life is ‘supposed to’ look, I may find my day-in, day-out frantic balderdash quite a bit of a digression to my so-called aspirations. So, I’m sure you can imagine...

Sep 27, 2012 Like

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Peacocks talking

I never care much about what’s on my dress, as long as it is colorful and weird enough. But just the other day, I realized that the peacocks on my dress actually do some chit-chatting. It’s funny,...

Sep 11, 2012 Like

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The other brim of nostalgia

Summer’s almost gone. Me, along with it. I won’t miss anything, because the color of everything changes so beautifully. It’s always the process where the moody gods abide. Nostalgia usually feeds...

Sep 5, 2012 Like

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Halfway home

Halfway dreadful, aestheticised splurge in a swamp of puckered lips daubed in jelly colors and bags the size and price of a suburban family house, sad frames of vanity, taken aback on glossy pages...

Aug 25, 2012 Like

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Fury and its gloomy ego

With my feet in the air and my hair on the ground, I knock my head to stay awake, but it just fucking wouldn’t. My fingers dancing on acid on the dusty keyboard, just like they’ve never felt that...

Aug 22, 2012 Like

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Sideroads

I remember a time when I had a rusty old bike and my hips were round and full, my cheekbones cheeky as hell and I had breasts. It was fun, pedaling on that road, stopping near a former fishing pond...

Aug 10, 2012 Like

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Of men and ruins

At some point I always feel like chipping the same words off the spongy, thirsty for silence, surface of ruins inherited from cowered, hollow ghosts of those who couldn’t point to their wounds and...

Aug 8, 2012 Like

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Lies grow longer legs

The freedom of crying your long summer days under the folding brances of trees that must have watched over several other types of worlds of which we only know from books and worn-out photographs...

Aug 5, 2012 Like

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I miss mischief, I eat too much, I sleep enough

I’ve just spent aproximately 4 hours baking pretzels with salted cheese and caraway. In between the 34 times of stuffing my blonde head in the oven and rushing those sturdy pretzels (without any...

Aug 2, 2012 Like

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They say, never say you’ll never ( )

I’ve always thought, balance is overrated. Everything worthwhile is either under or overexposed. Measure applies to the mediocre, standards belong to the simple-minded, calm keeps the weak alive. I...

Jul 31, 2012 Like

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To see or not to see-through

I find it both frightening and comforting that we might never know exactly what’s happening to us. Comforting, because it can give us the cowardly, yet somewhat truthful, excuse of simply lacking...

Jul 21, 2012 Like

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‘Simplitude’

We took these photos on Saturday, in I., his hometown and our summer fantasy-dream, the place that turns, each year, to an early September morning nightmare, in which we see ourselves with our...

Jul 18, 2012 Like

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Golden clap, yellow fringe

Suddenly stories don’t seem to tell the whole story anymore; narration eventually miscarriages frail meanings whenever it wanders beyond the limits of diligent explanation. It’s a vague, hazed,...

Jul 13, 2012 Like

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5 inch memories

And so it keeps being, where and how it is

Tulle may or may not be my thing

the dresses that count. and the days that don’t.

The view outside the box

The quiet roar of bluntness

T-shirt Factory Giveaway* – closed

Anachronism

MsDressy giveaway

A map of fear and trouble

Between the acts

Frames of mind to frames of plastic

The waiting syndrome

The old green of tomorrow

A less ordinary day

The Interview – Raluca Rosu

Button down

Tom Tailor store opening

Peacocks talking

The other brim of nostalgia

Halfway home

Fury and its gloomy ego

Sideroads

Of men and ruins

Lies grow longer legs

I miss mischief, I eat too much, I sleep enough

They say, never say you’ll never ( )

To see or not to see-through

‘Simplitude’

Golden clap, yellow fringe

I’ll change colors every once in a while

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