Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice and she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device".

Today was the first day of school and it was kinda exiting and cool but it still sucks almost as much as it did last year. But, hey, I have only two years of school left now! That sounds... long. I hope I'll survive without crying attacks and fights (as if, haha...). 

Well, I have this awesome new velvet tee and I love it but I HAD NO CLUE HOW TO WEAR IT so I spent the last two hours on tumblr searching for some inspiration but I failed and then I decided to clean up my room and found these trousers and they match perfectly (or maybe I was just depressed and made myself believe they match with the top). I have searched for similar trousers so I was pretty surprised and happy when I found these in my room - I completely forgot about them, I think I never wore them at all. Although that kind of trousers makes your butt appear huge, I still like them - they are kinda 90ies and comfy and I think they are cool. The shoes (which you are probably pretty tired of) are DIYed and all the pins in my hair are gifted or from my childhood and I think they light up the outfit a bit... dunno. And, speaking of hair, you may have noticed it's shorter than in the last post - I went to the hairdresser, and I really miss my hair, although I like how healthy it looks now. And I played around with the editing program, that's why the color is that weird. 

I bought a new record, by the way! It's "Hotel California" by The Eagles and the quality is totally excellent, I basically listen to it all day long. (and all night long). 

Yeah, I hope you are alright.

Love!

Mary 

I am tired, I am weary, I could sleep for a thousand years, a thousand dreams that would awake me, different colors made of tears. Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather, whiplash girlchild in the dark.

Have you ever realized that the beginning of a blog post is always shitty? Starting a post is way more difficult than you may think! 

I felt totally motivated to blog today, so here's an outfit post. I am wearing...

a thrifted jumper - people say I look like a chicken in it. I'd love to hear more opinions - ice bear or chicken?

a thrifted blouse.

a handmade button - I sell these on Etsy, check 'em out!

a skirt from Primark - I bought this one about two weeks ago, it's cozy and reminds me of school uniforms, I really like it.

DIYed saddle shoes - I painted them last summer, I think?

seven bracelets which all tell a different story - I wear them everyday. 

I would like to write something about feelings here, but, honestly, I don't know how I feel - weirdly good, maybe. So, anyways, just some stuff I have discovered on my endless journeys through the internet. 

Sinead's song "Famou$" is amazing, and I am happy to know (well, via internet) a person who can make music that great.

Lou Reed is an amazing singer, especially his song "Perfect day". There's a magic in that sound.

If you haven't read it already, you need to read Sophie's world. It is amazing and beautiful.

Lots of love and sparkles,

Mary 

Just a perfect day, you made me forget myself, I thought I was someone else, someone good.

 

Hello hello guys! As you may know, I am feeling very insecure currently, but there are some days when I am like HEY I NEED A BLOG POST and guess what, today's the day. So I am just updating on life, how it has been, what I have been thinking and doing, what I have been writing... Hope you like it, and I hope you like the direction of blogging that I'm trying right now.

Life has been amazing lately - it's summer (actually, it's supposed to be summer cause, to be honest, the weather is not that great here but at least we are having holidays . I have been doing so much cool stuff these holidays. I went on a festival with my boyfriend. It was about urban art and made me want to write stories again, everything felt very artsy. The bands were totally great, and the artists were friendly and super cool. It was an awesome experience, and I really want to do that again. 

Well, another thing: I was in Poland a week, I guess I mentioned it here before, with my friends. Here are just a few pictures. We all had so much fun, I took about 2000 pictures.

 Bracelets from Danzig and a Henna tattoo which is gone already but it was beautiful.

 Me, at the sea, feeling free and happy.

 We slept in a VW-museum and there were so many cute cars! I totally freaked out about them.

 A sixties-themed collage which broke my heart because of nostalgia.

That was the last evening, we went to a great concert of a band which is famous in Poland.

On the other side, I have been feeling weirdly confused lately. Here is some stuff which I wrote into my journal the past few days:

I feel like a plastic bag cause whatever I see fills me and makes me want to be like that. 

You could make me a completely different person day by day. It scares me and I don't know what I want to fill into that plastic bag, I don't even know who I want to be, neither who I am. There's so much in that plastic bag that I sometimes throw up all these different things and crumble into one white, ugly, confused ball.

That plastic bag is drifting through the cold, fall-ish air desperately longing to somewhere finally, get to lay down on the floor and staying there, desperately longing for a place where it belongs to, but everytime it seems like it will stay this way, everything changes all of the sudden and the wind makes me leave, and search for peace in all directions.

Kinda like hormones and angstiness everywhere.

Whatever, I hope you are fine, thank you for reading this.

Love!

Mary