I find myself looking at the pictures from my London trip on daily bases, and as I’ve realized today, in my  slightly hangover mood, it’s because by looking at the pictures, I get the same feeling I had while I was there. Which was fucking awesome!  I haven’t felt like that ever since New York, that was way back in 2012, and even though there is absolutely no comparison between New York and London, the feeling both cities gave me, was the same. Well, kind of the same.

It’s not easily explainable, if even possible, but I’ll try.

P.S. By saying it’s not easily explainable I really mean it’s hard to explain and I’ve been figuring out what to write down for the last 20 minutes. Which is trust me not easy, especially because I can barely keep my eyes open due to getting home way too late yesterday.

The feeling I had is the same feeling you get when you feel like everything is where it’s supposed to be. When you feel at ease, and like you can do and be anything.

Just waking up somewhere else, gives me so much motivation and excitement for the day. What maybe a dumb thing for others; I love putting on my shoes, and make a quick run to the store that's just few steps away to pick up something I just desired to eat. I love stepping through the door and there’s something going on all the time. I love the lights that are always on, I love the sound of the cars, the sound of people talking. The constant something.

Taking the subway and observing people is probably one of my favourite things to do wherever I go. That or doing the same thing at the parks.

Big cities inspire me so much, and I need to work harder so I can soon live in one and be inspired all the time, do the things I would love to do and just experience stuff I’m now not. And I’m not being dramatic or anything, but living in a small country, the opportunities are just as small.

As I’ve said it a million times before, I love living where I do. The nature is just incredible, everything is close, my family and friends are all here, but I need, and would love to, live in the big city before I settle down. To experience as much as I can. It’s one of my biggest wishes since I can remember.

Why am I still here then you might wonder? Well because I'm a fucking idiot that's why.
Hopefully I'll get my shit together soon and pack my bags! :)

Here are some of my pictures from London.. xxo


 Honestly, as soon as my birthday is over, I feel like the summer is over too. 
Is that a lame way to start of this post? I had to start somewhere, since it's like 11PM and I have to keep myself awake for the next 3,5 hours so I can than take a sleep for 5 hours during a ride to seaside, which is probably not even gonna happen because I never sleep when I want to.

Anyways, this year I turned 26, and it was super stressful for me. The age doesn't even matter as much as all the responsibilities, that come with that age, do. Where I come from, turning 26 is kinda of a big step. Big step if you've actually done something, micro step if you're just getting there. Big or small, that's a step you must take whether you like it or not. It basically means you have to be super serious, have limited days of vacations, can't call in sick when you feel like not working,..
It's like becoming an adult, but for real this time.

Being so limited with everything, and being a bit tied down, gives me anxiety. Imagine living many years on your own, taking days as they go, as you feel, and then suddenly you have to plan your vacations one year ahead. Uhh! I am of course overreacting, but I really hate changes. Really.

It's only 11:25 right now and I can barely keep my eyes open. #justsaying

Besides being stressed out about things that are normal for most of people, I had a great birthday! It was pretty chill, comparing to previous years, but I wouldn't have it any other way. The official celebration is yet to come, and I'm really excited about it because it will be totally different than other years.

It's now 15 minutes past midnight, I just finished watching last episode of Suits, and I really tried to write something more interesting, but I'm up since 6AM yesterday, and my mind is already in sleep mode for some time now. 
Gotta go pack now! I'll write more next time! :) xo


 As a true summer lover, I decided to spend first summer day how it's supposed to be spent. By the water in my new bikinis (that I just HAD to buy. Naturally.).

It wasn't untill we, me and my bestie, arrived on the location, I realized that today would also be the first day this year, I would wear my bikinis in front of people who weren't my family. As in people I know nothing about, and clearly care so much of what they think of me. Typical.
For a split second I actually considered not taking off my clothes and just tan and burn there in my shorts and t-shirt, but I soon realized that was just some bullshit running through my head.

I'm not proud to say it, but this sick precepcion of having the perfect beach body, that's no matter what, buried somewhere down in my/our subconscious, always haunts me to the point of not being as relaxed as I should be. I definitely want to work on my body and have flat belly and all, but I feel like if I'm not there yet, I should still be allowed to be on a beach or wherever the f*ck I want to be in my swimsuit and feel absolutely good about it! It's all about how we feel, and all this talk about perfect beach body surely doesn't make me feel good. All it does is make me feel like I can't post pictures where I show my belly although my face looks flawless.

I really hope you can read sarcasm in my words.

No but really, the only important thing is to enjoy beautiful days, have as much fun as you can, swim as much as you can, tan as much as you can and don't give a f*ck about what your body "should" look like. As long as you're healthy and feel good, that's all that matters.
Am I right or am I right?

One more little note before I walk my walk to bed my friends. In exactly 2 months from today I will be a year older, so make sure to check out my birthday wishlist on my Pinterest account so you can get all the things on time. Juuuuust kidding! About the wishlist thingy, not my birthday. That's really happening and I'm super excited about it!! In both good and bad way. I'll talk about it soon, for sure, so check back here soon!

I hope you all had a great first summer as well and I hope days will only get better and better from today on!

Gooood night to all of you going to sleep and good morning to all of you who just woke up :)


 Lately there's been some strange statistics going on here on my blog, and I'm not sure if it's a mistake or a real thing, since I haven't posted anything new in super long time, but if there really are as many people visiting my blog as the statistics say, I figured I'd go on and write something new for all the lovely vistors who may be interested in what I have to say/show.

Not much has changed since the last time I was here. I am still counting down days till summer and the hunt for my future husband has basically never stopped. Did that just sound a bit desperate?

It's not even about needing anyone, but more of really wanting someone, you know. I just want to meet someone who I can travel around the world with for a couple of years before we settle down and start a family. Preferably somewhere abroad. Like in the States. #justsaying

You see, finding someone who would agree on all three terms I just put out there, already eliminates probably more than 98% of people I am, or could be, in contact with. And those aren't even the most important terms. So what's a girl to do? Waiting a bit more I guess. On days like today, when I think about my love future, I always think about Kim and when she and Kanye got together. She was 31 right? So that gives me a couple more years to meet my Kanye.
Kanye with less Twitter rants and definitely even less denim outfits.

Being single is far away from being a bad thing, but it does get annoying from time to time, and there is only so much one can handle. I love how I am right now, but at the same time I feel like single people get left somewhere behind sometimes, and being left behind because of the relationship status is annoying. It's something people in relationships tend to forget and they think they are doing us a favour, when they're actually not. They. As you can't function as an individual person once you're in a relationship. Ugh.
Let's not hang out in groups. as people in relationships and single people. The only difference between us is that you are probably having sex at the end of the night, and I'm not. Which sucks, but do you see where I'm going with this? I'm not different because I'm single, and you shouldn't be because you're not. Let's be individuals first. If that makes any sense.

Anyways, I'm in my emotional days right now, obviously, and thinking about all the love stuff is intensified by gazillion, so I hope I'll A) get over these days soon, or B) hope to meet someone soon so I can do all the lovey dovey stuff, I used to roll my eyes at, with.

Have yourself a lovely night, I'm off to a better place for the bed. <3


As much as I enjoyed being a kid, I also wanted to grow up and do the things grown ups do.

 I was waiting for my baby cousin in front of her school yesterday, and because she was being late, I started to think about my days in primary school. Seeing some kids running around the windows took me straight back to one memory that I, don't know for what reason, seem to remember very clearly. It was a hot hot day, and we were having art class in a classroom with big windows looking straight out to our schoolyard, where I was most times seen on the bench, pretending to be in crutial pain in order to skip doing anything that would make me sweat. Or move more than I should. Anyways, me and my girlfriends took every chance we got to run straight to the windows and drool over the guys who were playing football outside on the court. So. Much. Fun!

I had like a milion crushes in primary school, and having a crush back then was like the best thing ever! It was never more than just that, but all that secret letters and spying on the boys, and just the hope of something made my days at the school much easier. That, and days where me and my friends went to ground floor, doing some magic (or at least trying to haha), hanging out at the attic every day after school and just talking and talking about silly stuff, and kissing the boys in the magazine!
What I loved about my school was that it was only 10 min walking from my home, and the fact that all of my bestfriends lived close to me. We all lived in villages close to each other, and we got to spend a lot of time outside in the woods or by the church on the famous steps where all the cool kids hang out (yup, I was the cool kid). Being from a village, growing up was slower than for those kids in the city. Talking about going on bases with boys, drinking, smoking and going out. I feel like we were able to feel and act like kids for longer period. Back then we all wanted to do those things like the kids from the city did, but looking back, I feel that going slow was the best thing for all of us.
It's sad to see how nowdays, 11+ old girls and boys are already all grown up with no interest of playing outside or doing the stuff we did. We basically went trick or treat-ing every year all up until high school!

Spending most of my early teenage years in the village, going to the movies, the mall or the city was so exciting for me! Always an adventure. Always a chance too meet boys, ask them for their number and then text with them until we spent all our limit on the phone. And to think I actually had a curage to do that!! I'm not sure if I would dare to do that now. What a pussy. It was much easier to do it back then, plus I always had my partner in crime by my side helping me do that. We were the best team for picking up numbers, weren't we chica?
Because I wasn't in the city that much growing up, I always had that love for the city that I still hold. It was a completely different world for me. Something I always admired and wanted to be a part of.

As I said, we were growing up slower, but we weren't much behind the "city kids", and when we were about 13 or 14 years old, the real fun began. High school was like SUCH A BIG DEAL for us. We started to go out, like all the time, meet all these different people, going places, dating,..everything! It was all so new to us, but something we always wanted.

For the entire primary school, I had 5 girls by my side every day for 8 years, and when high school began, our paths drifted apart a little, but we managed to be together as much as possible and even though we all created our own seperate lives, we always involved one another in everything.
It's rare what me and those 5 girls have, a never ending relationship and SO MUCH great memories!
I have to pick up my cousin from her school more often, I loved having some time again to think about past <3

Here's a picture of me and my girls that were involved in everything I wrote in this post. The first one was taken in 2009 (somewhere around) being spontaneous and in 2013 trying to re-create the first picture :D


 Trenchcoat season is ON!! So, so happy about that, and today, I also allowed myself to wear white pants this early in the season. Feels good to be wearing almost all white after so long (aka black winter). I got kinda sick during this weekend, and I don't really feel like writing right now, so for today I'll just leave you with my first April's outfit on Eve's Breeze and I'll write some more next time! 

Are you excited about wearing trenchcoats as much as I am?? I do need to buy a new one, I'm leaning twoards a black one maybe..or just a new beige one in different shade? Decisions, decisions..

Talk to you soon! xoo