LIL THINGS

If you started reading the title and thought I'm such a big fan of Lil Wayne that I'm gonna do a post about him... well, no. (And don't ever expect me to) Just no. For the sake of it, don't ever expect me to do a post about a pop star. (Yeah, yeah, I know he's not singing pop songs, but it's all starting to sound the same, doesn't it?)

The last couple of days have been quite a rollercoaster and, to be honest, I didn't have a slightest intention to be occupied with the blog. I did have time, the energy was missing. Power-saving mode? Maybe.
I think it was just that my horoscope wasn't that full of sunshine as usual. But karma will do its job and I'll be on track soon, I guess. So, to finish this completely out-of-the-blue and completely incomprehensible post - it's for me. Ha! Selfish. Uterrly. Lil things = things that make me happy.
They'll probably cheer you up, too - if so, leave me cute comments. (Those will be much appreciated)

When I feel down, the first thing I do when I go out (whether it's a coffee date or school or something else) is I wear high heels. They change how you walk and sometimes, they can also change how you see the world.

Also, this photo was taken during a photoshoot at Pag this summer - we got up at dawn to get the most out of photos and it was one of the funniest, most perfect mornings filled with runing in heels, eating breakfast at the beach and changing outfits in the middle of the street.

Memories meet future - kinda.

This was actually shot a few days ago after I got home from a four-day sleepover at my friend's house. Getting your hair braided by your friends and having the perfect hairdo for the day? Uh huh, magic. (Thanks Ana ;))

My stack of Vogue issues. Well, actually this is one part of the stack, the one I was using to get the inspiration lately... If I tried to get a shot of all the issues, I should probably do it from the helicopter.
Okay, the point: (although I don't know if it this really needed a caption) ultimate pleasure.

You all know about the new trend... it actually started as a summer thing, but I think it's gonna last much longer. Friendship bracelets.
I here have some atypical ones, but I don't think it's the material that matter, but the meaning.

Ohhh, and for the end - a night shot of Primošten. I stummbled upon this one a few days ago when I was looking for some other photo and it reminded me of good times, bad times, spontanity (as it wasn't a plan to shoot the city, but my crew on the beach while we were having fun... so in the end, I was lying on the beach completely still - no tripod - to capture the beatuy) and travels I have planned for the future.


The only thing left for me to do is to turn up the music and start dancing. ;)

XOXO,
Lucija

What I snapped: #3

 Although partying was much more my thing at the first part of my holidays spent at Pag and Biograd, I still snapped some lovely views so I can share at least a bit of the beauty of my summer with you.

XOXO,
Lucija

Why fashion?

Ahhhhhhh.... Blogging...
Yesterday I was thinking about this whole mess I'm in... I came to thoroughly analyise every single aspect of blogging and after a while I realised, there's not much you really can analyise.

It's simple as that - either you love it or you don't. (Should have ended with that, right?) (Would be much more dramatic, just like in b&w cinema)

As fashion is dramatically expanding and pentrating every single aspect of people's lives (Whether you're able to say it out loud or not - don't kid yourself, there'll always be a point in your life where you'll trade your beloved sneakers for stilletos...), so is blogging. (Huh, I'm good in this - totally sound like a real journalist...) (Why do I even go to school?!) (Ohhhh, so I finally learn how to STOP. USING. BRACKETS.)

When you start blogging part-anonymously/part-rudderless you don't really think about what a world you've entered... It was kind of natural after constantly brining issues of Vogue (& LOVE) (& W) (&...) to school and re-reading the articles (far more interesting than the lessons in school) and browsing through glossy pages (far more expensive than lunch) and giving advices to my girl friends and styling them for all kinds of events to start doing something that would in whole express my utter love for this insane world.

Hmmm, how to best picture it?

It's like this... 

How the world sees bloggers: 

COCKTAILS. EGOCENTRICITY. (Hmmmm, what else?) (Hmmmm, oh yeah - they do nothing)

How it actually is:

If I were a waiter and my obligations were glasses full of wine (I would be totally wet) (mostly because although I have calendars on both my iPhone and in my Moleskine - I'm just bad bad bad when it comes to actually getting things done) (Shoulda woulda coulda kind of gal) (So classy) I would be handling wines called "Shoots", "Outfits", "Photo proccessing", "Photoshop", "Uploading the photos", "Getting several platforms to work", "Writing the post", "Writing about the post", "Visiting other blogs", "Updating", "Updating", "Updating"... Cool, huh? 

One day I was curled up in front of my computer (I have to buy a laptop, my back is killing meeee!!) (And no, computer, this is not a reason for you to magically stop working like my iPhone did when I said I didn't love him anymore... I love you, we just need to find you a girl so you two can live happily ever after) in my pajamas and wearing my favourite blanket as a sweater (It's pink ;)) and I was so so so tired and feeling like the only thing I could do properly is sleep for 24hours (and drink champagne, I can always drink champagne), but I had to finish my post so I stayed up late and did all the collages... Afterwards, well, the morning after, when I was able to funcion again (Just like computers - I was On again, not on Standby anymore) I was happy as I always am when I have the opportunity to do what I love. (Well, sometimes I only come to appreciate it after I stop trying not to fell into mud/water/off a building/insert-whatever-you-can-imagine-I've-done-it-all while shooting/being shot)

And, amazingly, this is an opportunity I made for myself... So, when I will be shooting self portraits or posing (I hate posing) (And I'm equally bad at it - but you already know that) or shooting someone else at 5am while standing on tips of my toes in the sea to get the perfect photo I'll just remember not to swear because it's okay.(Haha, maybe one day I'll find my ying and yang - until than, neurosis is equally fun)

Ohhh, and I forgot (how odd for me to do that) - what's the point of it all?

There isn't. For someone it's art. For someone it's a waste of time. For someone a job opportunity. For someone some pretty photos without any meaning.

Could I be doing something better with my time? Probably. No, definitely. I could be saving lifes or building houses for homeless.

I hope to be able someday, but today fashion has that power to make me smile every single day. 

(I know, I know, I'm so inspirative, better than Shakespeare...) (And I can cook, too!!)

(& why do I again have the feeling I forgot to tell you 2/3 of the story?) (Arrrrrgggghhhh!!!) (Standby talking again!!)

XOXO,

Lucija

Ahhhhhh Opatija

What this post should be about: Milan fashion week
What I should be like: Eager
What I should tell you now: Ahhh, I miss the sea so much & as I never shared these photos with you guys, I figured now's the right time
What this post is about: Opatija (in Croatian)/ Abbazia (in Italian)
What I am like: Tired, & tired of failing all day today
What I will tell you now: Take. Me. Somewhere. Where. There. Is. Sun. And. Cocktails. Lucija. Over.

XOXO,
Lucija

Look of the day: 3 DAYS

Just to explain the title - three days. Three days until my birthday, and I'm living my last days as a minor to the fullest. Yesterday afternoon was on of the best, so much laughter and joy, and in the end - I'm so happy because the photos turned up really great. 

I'm really excited for my birthday and most of all, am really grateful for all of you who are reading my blog and wishing me an early happy birthday. 

Wearing the coat by me, H&M shirt, Zara skirt, vintage boots, Accessorize scarf, Aldo bag and all the jewelry is by H&M except the earrings, which are vintage. 

XOXO,
Lucija