Coat – Mum’s Laurel, Leather top – ‘vintage’ Topshop, Black Jeans – MNG, Shoes – Courtesy of Kate Kanzier, Bag – Courtesy of Patrizia Pepe, Nude nail polish – H&M

Thank you Areta for helping me with shots!

A few important notes regarding servers and giraffes:  It looks like, for the past few months, I’ve been putting on some weight on my current hosting account and managed to invade past my bandwidth, CPU and memory usage borders. This just means I’ve been blessed with you all visiting, so thank you, most important of all.

As some may have seen a few days ago, the lords of servers had to resort to shoving me in solitary confinement for crossing the line, (‘Account Suspended’), and now I’ve had to purchase a dedicated server to keep the blog afloat. (The server will cost a hefty $150 a month :( boo). I’ve already mentioned this, I will not have sideline advertisements in my blog for your viewing pleasure, but in some posts you may see this sort of thing except with me on my knees in the background grovelling for sponsors. So I just wanted to ask for a broad mind when at times you see a sponsored post or a campaign that might be slightly annoying. Don’t worry, I still have full reign over content, so none of those giveaways with follow me on twitter, facebook, bloglovin, attic, dark alley, etc etc.

UK winners for the Furla candybag have been updated in the winner post, apologies for the delay!

Flora, partner in donut crime

Sweater – Monton, Shirt as skirt (a la Anywho)- mum’s Stefanel, Belt – Courtesy of JinYoo103684 , Shoes – Topshop, Bag – Lithuanian Market, Sunglasses – Urban Outfitters

Thank you Flora for the outfit shots!

Actually, that second to last row should have an equals sign in the middle, donuts = horse calves. The weather was illegally good today so it was only right to find an illegally great donut to accompany the almighty homicide of winter, and none other than the rose-jam-almond-shavings donuts from Chmielna street came to mind. Mother always said eating in the street is unladylike but one whiff of the donutshop and I was ready to peel off the sequins from Flora’s top (that she sewed on) just because they resembled almonds… what lady?

Wool Coat – Mum’s, Dress – Vintage, Shoes – Salvatore Ferragamo (via ebay), Leather top – Vintage Topshop, Bag – Candybag courtesy of Furla; Thank you Flora for the photos!

When I was young I wished I could sprinkle gummy-bears in my cereal, in my mind it would taste like… well, gummy-bears with milk – I’d say ‘the rainbow’ but I was also born with the sarcasm bone lodged snug in my brain. That bone only warrants me to smirk, but with me that’s the equivalent of bursting out in a Disney song in the street. At the sight of Furla’s Candy bags from SS11 I smirked, and the inner child in me did the whole discography of Disney. I think I will actually pour milk in the bag and drink out of it. Isn’t that a perfect ‘bread soup bowl’ logic or what.

So welcome to the garden party! Well, not strictly garden, but I promise there will be a party. I’ve got SIX Candybags (colour of your choice) to give out, isn’t Furla amazing, and here’s all you need to do: Follow me….

…. to a dark alley and see what I need from your wallet.
No.

That’s all. And please, don’t be super clever and leave multiple comments under different names, the web wasn’t born yesterday, there’s a simple way of knowing :)

Outfit 1: Sweater – mum’s Molton, Polo – Courtesy of Uniqlo, Pants – Gmarket, Shoes – New Look, Sunglasses – Urban Outfitters, Bag – Lithuania market; Outfit 2: Polo – Courtesy of Uniqlo, Pants – Zara, Gold T-bars – Topshop, Clutch – mum’s vintage

The fact that this polo shirt is the brightest of blue (and the fact that my forehead is basically a lightbulb) does not help the fact that this balcony faces a wall of cars waiting at the lights on the main road outside my house. For innate self-defence’s sake I guess the body pulled the I need to pee pose in order to make the outdoor cinema crowd to assume that I’m just standing on my balcony in front of a tripod because I truly do have to pee. In two different outfits.

This second polo of Uniqlooks was quite the challenge, which is worrying in itself because a few years ago I remember insisting on only wearing polo shirts. What does that say about my highschool fashion sense? I guess it doesn’t say much, other than douchebag.

Samsung Wave II, courtesy of Spreading Jam & Samsung

Shots from London Underground, LFW, home, home 2 (Warsaw), Freemasons’ Hall, Next HQ, airport, Topshop… etc

I think the reason I agreed to take part in the Samsung Now Project was predominantly the fact that the Wave II phone spoke Korean – what a novelty it was to be able to type in Korean to my friends (by friends I mean ramen bowls with eyes drawn on)…  later when I read the small print I noticed keywords like facebook, filters and competition… aych, them speedbumps are never visible at first glance. But alas, the only ‘speedbumps’ I let get in my way were my boobs while squeezing under the BFC camera at the PPQ show. For the past 2 months I’ve been putting the Canon to bed early and going out with the Wave II to snap some ‘Now‘ moments. Then I’d come home, jazz it up with a filter equivalent of rabid racoons (Cute in essence, BUT VISUALLY SO WRONG) and putting it up on their Facebook gallery.

I think I was also meant to let you know the submission was open to everyone and 50 winners would have their photo displayed in the Design Museum, and the top 25 were to win handsets… but I think there was some selective reading on my part.  No, this post is just severely delayed, you can see by the fact the amount of time passed for me to have caught shots from the air, from underground, from London, from Warsaw, from a fashion show, from a spaghettihouse… a week more and I would have managed to capture a shot from inside the British embassy in Warsaw. An arrest might’ve been the highlight of the week.

Unfortunately the competition is now closed, sorry :(
Also, bit of an irony that this Samsung Wave II post landed on top of the tsunami post, uncomfortable occasion to find a pun…