In the expectation of the movie, and high recommendation for the book, I decided to give it a try during my summer vacation on the Croatian coast, and read it before I see the movie. I didn't even know about this book prior seeing the movie trailer and I'm so glad I got this in my hands!

R. J. Palacio - Wonder

Suprisingly the book was much easier read than I expected at first. Being aware of Auggie's condition from the begining, I was constantly tense for something very bad to happen. What was happening to him was bad, but it didn't go in the direction where my first thoughts went. 
It's a beautiful story about being different, dealing with that and in the end, being accepted for who you are as a person, and not for how you look like. I feel like, being different is OK, but it's also OK for people needing some time to adjust to that difference. What is not ok, and it never will be, is being mean twoards people who are different, just because it's not something you're used to.

What I liked the most, is that the book gives other characters their own little chapters, explaining their side of the story. You get to see how everyone around him is dealing with the same issue in a totally different way. It's an easy read, beautiful read and it leaves you warm hearted. Definitely worth a read.

Now I'm even more thrilled to see te movie! Plus, my favourite Julia Roberts plays in it, wohoo :))

Have any of you read the book? Did you like it?

What should I read next?? Any recommendations would be great! :)

27 and unemployed


written 09/01/2017

 There's a slilver lining in everything we at first think it's the worst. Of course when something bad happens, right at that moment, nothing seems to make it better and all you think about, is how your world and all of your plans just fell apart. After talking about it and getting everything out of your sistem, you begin to see the good in the bad.
Like for instance, it's September the first, and if I was still employed, I wouldn't be enjoying this totally Fallish day and a cup of tiramisu for breakfast. It also wouldn't be a start of first Friday in forever, which is followed by Saturday AND Sunday when I don't have to go to work - at all! For the last year and a half, every weekend was a working weekend. Imagine the joy.
Another silver lining is that I don't have to deal about stuff that's not worth half a fuck.

Yesterday, the last day of August was (sadly) also the last day of celebrating my birthday, and the silver lining in that, is that the amount of junk food gets reduced by a milion! Haha, ok enough with the silver lining! But for real I'm sad all the celebrations are over because I love how everyone took the time, got together and you know, just had fun. I'm grateful for all the birthday love and the people I can share it with. As long as I have that, I don't mind being unemployed. But not for too long, because I do get bored, and momma need some money. Man, money sucks!

Unemployed or not, plans change all the time and I'll just make the best of it. I'm still super excited for what's comming next for me and I can't wait to tell you all! Now, if you don't mind, on a day like this, I'll be updating my closet, summer stuff OUT and Fall stuff IN! Yay!! #teamFall



written 08/24/2017

 Today is the third morning I'm waking up as twenty -(fuckin') seven year old. Man that's INSANE! Are we even allowed to grow up this fast? I feel like it was just yesterday when I was playing in sanbox with all of my friends in kindergarten! Naah, who am I kidding, I can't even remember what I had for breakfast yesterday morning. Oh right, I had no breakfast.

For me it's not about the number or not even about getting old for that matter, but it's about where I thought I would be, oppose to of where I actually am. It's kinda pathetic, if you go and read my previous birthday posts.. always the same debate. Where I am, where I wanted to be and blah blah blah... This year for a change, I finally got the opportunity to move on to something I've been dreaming about for as long as I can remember. It goes waaaaaay back, and it's finally happening. It's a super big motivation and it brings me hope and excitement for my future. There's a time and place for everything and I'm sensing that the year of me being 27 is certainly MY time.
There's still no sight of kids or big love interest yet, which sucks, like it does everytime I think about it FYI, but I'm slowly getting towards the things I long for. Some people have luck of experiencing certain things faster than other, but I try hard to trust that everything will be even better once I'll get there.

So, this year my birthday party was LIIIIIIT (I also just finished watching suits) ! After a birthday like this year, I'm afraid not even the big 30 will be able to top it. Ok, I can't do this, I'm such a bore.
Let's start in the morning, when I almost didn't want my birthday to happen. I have no idea what hit me, but I was feeling everything but happy. Maybe it was realizing everything, maybe it was because my brother wasn't here, maybe because my dad wasn't, but I really wanted to fall asleep and wake up when it was all over. Couldn't deal with all the "happy birthdays", because I just wasn't feeling it.
Most of my birthdays start out by being sad, but after a good cry, caused by various reasons I'm not even conscious about, clearly, I start feeling "normal" again and enjoy everything I was blessed with. Not having everythingone that day, having my mom there made it all better. Also receiving and reading lovely texts, old pictures and wishes not everyone know about, made it better. So after being a big baby, me and my friends still took off to one of my favourite lakes in Slovenia, Bohinj.
One boat ride, one swim and one yummy brunch away, we continued to do all the stuff I love. We got real crazy, dressed up in sweats, started drinking wine, ofc, and it was just building up from there. Hardcore I'm telling you. From the balcony, to the kitchen and straight to the sofa, where us four and three dogs, with blankets covering us, watched Runaway bride and later on feel asleep while watching episodes of Friends, season 4. Or was it 10?
Gin was barely touched. So were the games we intended to play while getting hammered.
But it was for sure all I wished for. That and the morning in the mountains that I'm sure nothing can beat. It's funny even to me, how I share almost the same love for both nature and big city life. I keep on having lust for incompatible things. But that's a subject for another time. I'm not even sure you've managed to come this far down in the article. If you have, I bet we sometimes share the same thoughts. And that my friend, makes you a living legend.



     written 08/16/2017


Me: few days away from 27, cleaning my salty face, getting ready to go to bed soon.

Her: visibly in her late thirties, applying make up and making finishing touches on her outfit, presumably, for a date night with her boyfriend slash friends.

Should it be the other way around?

Well nothing is ever how it should be, that's all I know.

It was funny to see that, that's for sure. It reminded me how I used to be on my vacations. Doing someting, anything, all the time, from the beach, to drinks, more beach, this place, that place, party every night, constantly in movement.
These vacations though, it's all about relaxing BIG time. I really needed that. Good book, make-up free, early mornings on beach, lazing around, picking up figs for breakfast,..I also tried to colour one of those colouring books that are super popular right now, but it's not as relaxing as I tought it would be, because I keept going across the line?! That fuckin' pisses me off.
Still kinda fun.

Would you believe me if I told you, that today I fainted and it was probably the first strong indictator that I'm getting old? Ok ok, you wouldn't, but I really did faint, just the reason was slightly different.
I'm not 100% sure what the real reason was, but looking back at it and connecting all the dots, I can safely say it was because of dehydration. Normally I drink more than enough water everyday, besides milk and some juice here and there, water is all I drink, but for some reason, that day, I drank only sip or two. God knows why. Anyways, it was super hot, we were walking up a hill from the beach to our car to head back home, and all of a sudden I got the worst feeling in my life. I had absolutely no control over my mind or my body, and it was such a luck my mom was there and there were two nice italians passing by who helped us. Scariest moment for sure.

It's not normal for me not to have control over myself, and that's what scared me the most. I'm so used to have everything under control and before today, I never even thought of having it any other way. But things like this are supposed to happen, forcing you to get back up and reminding you to appreciate life and people around you.

It's also a reminder to stop being such an old lady at, not even 27 yet, get back out there, party a litte or at least try to stay awake after 9PM. Sheesh, I'm such a pain in the ass sometimes haha.



 Talking about ourselves, our lives and especially about our personality is one of the hardest things to talk about, yet it's mandatory when meeting new people or trying to get a job you've really been wishing for. Not the hardest because you wouldn't wanna talk about it, but the hardest because you don't want to be a dick and let others have the chance to speak too.

What we have to keep in mind, is that there is always a fine line between too much and enough. It's a line I sometimes forget to follow. Nevertheless, I think it's totally normal to talk about ourselves as much as we do. It does feel good, and you know what: why the hell not?!
We should be proud of who we are and what we do, and as long as we run this life of ours, those percentages are pretty well arranged if you ask me.

There are listeners and there are talkers. I like to think of myself as a good listener, but I much more prefer being on the other side. When I find something or someone interesting, I can't stop talking about it for days! Which may be hard for the listeners (aka my poor friends), so I often have to bite my tongue and force myself to keep quiet. The struggle is real.

I hope that the person I will end up with, will be so interesting and full of stories that I won't even mind being quiet. That happens, right?

What I am the most afraid of, is that I'll never find someone who would completely understand me. I mean my friends do, but I can't marry them. Being single for so long makes you love yourself way more, it makes you learn to love being alone and being the dictator of everything, what, when and where you do. It would take someone very special to bend the rules habits you've set for yourself. You learn to do everything on your own, and you soon realize that there is no reason for someone else to do the things for you. The little things that are relevant later in the relationship. Little things like men are "supposed" to do, but you've learned to do them in the meantime while waiting for the princ charming to show up. Changing the light bulb. Changing the oil in the car. Paying the bills. You need to learn how to share little tasks so the man feels needed. I believe every guy would be proud to have a woman who is handy and knows her way around the house and life in general, but at the end of the day, he needs to feel manly and like I've said before, needed. Silly, but tottaly understandable. Achievable? Probably, with time and a lot of biting my tongue.

I'm not so sure where I wanted to go with this article exactly, but what it is, is that it's ok to proudly talk about your life, yourself and about all the little shit that's going on, all you have to be careful about, is giving others the same time to express themselves too, and learn that you don't always have to do everything by yourself. Just find the right person and I bet eyerything just flows naturally as it's supposed to.

This week we're expecting a new heat wave, starting today actually, so I'm going to tan my booty a little before it get's too hot! Have a lovely week everyone!! And WHAAAAT, tomorrow we're waking up in August already! Damn, this summer is slipping away so fast.

Talk to you soon,

8 shows I can't wait to..


..start watching again!!

Monday, Thursday, thunder or beautiful day AF, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't watch a movie or have a mini (or huge, depends on my mood) marathon of a series that I'm obsessing over. Sex and the city and Friends are shows that I re-watched about a billion times and I'll get enough of the two never.
But besides those two, I am a huge fan of so many (too many) tv shows out there, and here are my current favourites and the ones I can't wait for the new episodes to air:

  • SUITS - ok they're back already, but it was such a long wait *sight*
  • NARCOS - September 1st!! 
  • STRANGER THINGS - I mean, the ending?? The vibe, those kids,..this show is eyerything!
  • YOU'RE THE WORST - huge shift in the last season, but I can't wait to see what they're going to do next
  • NEW GIRL - Schmidt, Nick..can't decide who makes me laugh more
  • THE HANDSMAID'S TALE- scary, exciting, unexpected (haven't read the books) love scene that I can't stop thinking about what might happen in the next season
  • THE ROYALS - just watch it, you'll see :)
 With todays weather any my overly emotional/pissed off menstrual symptoms, I've decided to stay at home, where Nutella is near and New girl episodes are playing one after another like on conveyor. 
I could use a cute guy I'll never have the curage to talk to in real life, to hug and kiss and watch funny shows with me for the rest of the day. Or a dog. Or both. Ok both for sure.

What shows are you're a big fan of? Have any good ones to recommend? Please do, there are never enough of shows to watch!☺