Cinnamon tea with honey, warm blankets and re-runs of Buffy topped with fuzzy pajamas in bed all day... and in the middle of the week.
Sounds like heaven but you're more likely to have flu if you're currently living it. Luckily (or unlucky haha) for me, it's past now so I've jumped out of my bed and rushed into another shoot for the blog. You won't mind my pale skin though, right? It's quite hard to keep color in your cheeks when you're horizontal for a few days...
So like I promised, here's part two of the coat story. It's getting colder and the layers are thickening. Plus the humid air, things got less slouchy and more knitted.

Also, a lot of people have been asking me about my blush, the one used in the last photo set. I've been using it a lot lately, it's called Brown Milly by Dior. It's probably so noticeable because it's actually a dark plum tone, and it stands out on paler skin. Also it stays long so you don't have to put more every two hours. Would recommend to everyone who wants a change from the typical rosy blush :)

Last week my friend I.M. arranged a collab with NafNaf. It's a cute french brand, and I got to pick out my own styles. I haven't been to their store for a really long time, I remember going there when I was younger, cause of their soft, cute-girly style.
It was for their local campaign and it was fun picking out things and combining all together. They have some really nice pieces- like the pink coat and blue beanie you'll see below. Since I'm sick in bed writing this, there won't be much text, so here are the pics, and will write soon when I get better :)

Once upon there was a lonely beige coat hanging in a distant MaxMara store... Until one day Kim Kardashian showed up and bought it, and from that day on, the world had gone crazy for that beige coat.
Unless you live in a some distant cave with no WiFi or Internet access, you've probably seen variations of the slouchy, camel, loose coat- the BEST thing to trend this season.
It was a rough battle at the stores, but I finally succeeded and bought myself the dopiest coat (I'm actually doing this little dance of victory while sitting right now).
Okay, yes, call me dumb but I really get passionate when it comes to certain things. It's like with boys and soccer, except here it's me and clothes.
Anyway, after hours and miles walked down through endless stores and shenanigans, it was like heavens opened and a beam of light appeared that led me to Scotch and Soda. There, waiting only for me, was a perfect camel wool piece.
I have a slight feeling that if this was an essay topic I'd get A++, but the world's unfair and I'll never get the chance to show my true passion in writing, unless I do it here.

Anyway, I was doing some shots with a friend for a store (will write about that later), and we took some photos of my combo. Now, the bad luck with me is that all of these 'combo' shoots usually happen unplanned and I'm almost always unhappy with what I wore. It's like everything was better yesterday, from hair, shoes, clothes... But I've decided to do a continuous post with the same piece in different variations. Every once in a while I buy something and wear the hell out of it in a million ways, so I'll concentrate on endless possibilities you can do with one item.

I'll start with, as you can guess, a plain, clean, camel coat.
This is a school outfit, let's just get that straight. It's comfy, warm and has layers so you can go with it from 6 am to 6 pm if you're in a rush and can't change (like I am most of the days...).

It's really rare nowadays, to experience something that'll make you stop and think 'wow...damn'.
During endless searches on the TV on Sunday nights, I've stumbled on a 'documentary' on HBO. I put the documentary in prime because it's not a real documentary.
Samsara is an awarded movie- a collection of extremely high quality filmed sequences of varied worlds, sacred grounds, disaster zones, industrial complexes, and natural wonders. It's non-narrative and followed by composed music.



For the first 10 minutes I was really questioning it and thought I'd be bored- scenes of lava eruptions and airviews of ancient temples-



But then it got interesting and you get to realise what's it's all about after some time. I'll start with the meaning of the word samsara.
In ancient Hinduism and Buddhism, it's the repeating cycle of birth, life and death (reincarnation) as well as one's actions and consequences in the past, present, and future. All we are and will be is an affect of our prior doings. It's more philosophy than religion, and it's kind of the point of the movie.
We are shown long exposures of nights in deserts, ruins of Petra compared to ruins of Katrina, sex blow-up toys in Japan made to look like young girls compared to actual girls and women who are made to look like dolls. Speaking of, there's an amazing, terrific take of a Geisha staring in the camera and a tear goes down her cheek.



It took five years for the filmmakers to finish it. They traveled through five continents, visited most sacred places like Mecca, Tibetan monastery and Jerusalem.
One of the coolest things was the making of Mandala- monks pour colored sand almost speck by speck to make large, unimaginable art





By tradition, once a Mandala is made, it's a tribute to Buddha. It's not for us humans, so monks scrape it of, mix the sand together (as a symbol of gathering the art and something that was once beautiful) and dedicating that sand to Buddha. Trippy, right?



And we get to see the process of enormous producing of noodles (completely made by people), how chicken and cows are grown, gathered, cleaned, killed, packed and shipped to large malls in different countries, later to be eaten by overweight people who's only escape from obesity is surgeon, due to the lack of ability to stop eating.
And you get all of that by just looking at images and scenes, and no commentary or narration.

For me, most amazing scenes were the ones that weren't staged. Nothing was staged, but these massive scenes of army parades, prison dances, karate practice or sulphur mining are breathtaking. You don't get to see those things if you live in a western, modern world.






My brother was really disturbed by the sequence dedicated to weapons. After being shown how guns are made, we see a village in Africa with the most tribal people you could imagine- living in barracks with no water or normal clothing, painted in tribal colors, but every man has a new gun. Makes you think about people priorities and how weapons connect even the most distant people and culture to the trend of killing and the need to be dominant in their surrounding. Plus we see a 'typical' american family with a collection of weapons a small army could use and their daughter with a pink gun. Appropriate, right?



Watch it yourself and decide what you want it to mean to you. It doesn't have a true meaning, it's supposed to make you reflect and the size of this world and how we are specks in life's movement. Seeing all the varieties of different cultures and ways of life makes you feel small in this world. There is so, so much more in this movie. Every take is amazing and award-worthy. Filmmakers produced special cameras to be able to record in such quality, so take that in mind if you'll watch it, and look at the details and colors.
I think it's something really special, a rare thing to leave you speechless.









Will write soon, xx

Rainy mood equals a day in bed and slow day of reminiscence. Being in that mood, I found a great young poet on Tumblr. I was never really keen on poetry until I met Erin Lierl, a travelling poet for hire, who wrote me a poem upon hearing a story I'd told her about some of my experiences with people. Given that it was also midnight and in the middle of Lisbon, it's an memory. I have that poem framed on my wall- it's really personal so I won't be posting it. That got me interested in poetry and literature a little more, so I started appreciating it more and more.
The girl I found today, Ming di Liu, is a New York twenty-something student writing one poem a day, and it's really beautiful--

Every family has their passion or specific enthusiasm. More of a craze than a passion, my folks adore fall and all the kicks that go along with it. Drying hot peppers for our own chilly spice to freezing pumpkins for cakes and curries- there's a lot of work in the kitchen these days. Imagine the joy when we found out about the pumpkin fair in Ivanić Town- small town near Zagreb. As pittoresque as it gets, it was so so cute. Pumpkins and zucchinis literally everywhere you go, plus pies, cakes, breads, everything savory and sweet- homemade and mostly has pumpkin as the main ingredients.