beans fashion

dress - handsewn by my mom, back in 1981.

jacket - self made

belt - peacocks

handbag - flea market

wedges - no name

two things that are going to mark
next couple days of my life -
fashion week
and beans
..
belgrade fashion week is starting tomorrow
i'll be there again, doing all kind of silly little things
+saying - "i can totally make that" way too often
(and "wtf is this?" equally often)
at the moment i'm quite excited about all that madness
that fashion week is
..
not too excited about the beans
you see.. i love beans
that's why i decided to have it for lunch today
we all love beans
so.. i decided to make a lot of it
so guys won't need to cook for a day or two
while i'm away
..
then my parents stopped by
and they brought one big pot of baked beans for us
so we don't need to cook for a day or two
..
now we don't need to cook until may
and we gonna produce more gas than a very active volcano
(fashion people - be on alert!)
..
mokosha

mornings

jacket - self made

skirt - vintage, gift from a friend

top - no name

flats - tally weijl 

bag - flea market kitsch 

you know that feeling 

when there is a billion things on your to-do list

so you better move your ass

and move it fast

and do something about that

but instead

you do nothing

but slowly sip coffee

and dip cookies into it

and sip more coffee

and dip more cookies

and think of flying 

and wonder what that sleepy fella next to you is dreaming about?

well

that's how i feel right now

and i'm not about to move my ass

any time soon

..

mokosha

boys and girls

dress - self made

heels - peacocks 

the older i get

the more i tend to dress like a little girl

it's starting to be a bit disturbing

..

when i was a little girl

all i ever wanted was to be a boy

i dressed like a boy

i only had male friends

and had cars and guns instead of dolls 

(when i was 4-5 years old

i convinced myself i am a boy

and for days i tried to pee standing..

it drove my parents nuts)

..

i still have more male than female friends

i rather drink beer with boys

or go fishing or watch football

than go shopping and talk about things that girls talk about

i swear like a pirate

and can burp louder that anyone i ever met

..

isn't it a bit disturbing

that i do all that

dressed like a 5 year old girl?

..

mokosha

let's not follow each other

dress - self made

flats - peacocks

i get a lot of "let's follow each other's blogs" comments lately 

i find those hilarious

..

is it really possible

that people send that to anyone and everyone

without even checking who they are 

or what they blog about

..

every comment usually start with

"i love your blog"

which is a complete lie 

why would you "love" something you know nothing about

and you refuse to even check out

(none of those peeps never bother to read a single post

i know that, 'cause i've checked statistics)

..

needless to say they  never do follow

they just set an ultimatum 

'follow me, and i gonna follow you'

(i expect that to turn into

'do not follow me, and you'll have seven years of bad luck'

from ultimatum to good old blackmail)

..

i just can't wrap my head around it

why is it all about numbers for some people?

why do you need 10459 followers that do not really read what you have to say

what's the point?

it's like having 10459 pairs of shoes that doesn't fit

i'd rather have just a few 

but few that fit me perfectly

..

mokosha

the good the bad and the ugly

dress - self made

petticoat - self made

cardigan - zara

flats - peacocks

weekend plans:

i'm gonna join my parents

and visit their country house up north

we gonna do some gardening 

drink a lot of beer and brandy

and threw a barbecue party for friends  

i'll walk a lot

look for some crazy looking insects

and in sunset, i gonna shoot my two fluffy spring outfits

..

weekend:

night before we arrived, someone broke into the house

brandy is gone, some tools are gone

house is a mess

also, winter was insanely cold, 

some water pipes broke, so there is no water in the house..

but it's one lovely sunny day

so we do our gardening and beer drinking anyways

barbecue fire is on

and is left unattended for a moment

20 seconds later 

half of the orchard is on fire that is raging and moving up the hill

destroying everything on the way

we are all running around like maniacs, trying to put the fire down..

our first neighbor has an old hand water pump in the yard

so i'm pumping water like crazy

and running uphill with two big buckets full of water

and do that over and over again

20 minutes later

fire is under control

we are exhausted, dirty, sweaty, with lungs full of smoke

with scratches on arms and legs

with melted shoe soles..

if the wind haven't change the direction, no way we could have stopped that fire

..

this outfit was planned to be fun and girly

that was sooo not what i was feeling this morning, with all the muscle soreness 

so i tried to transform it into japanese horror 

that feels more like my weekend

..

mokosha

p.s.
i'm so exhausted today
that i'm absolutely unable to think in english
i've edited this post at least 15 times
(not on time though, i've lost a follower today, probably 'cause of my shminglish)
and i'm sure it is still full of mistakes
so i apologize for that

jade ruby amethyst

leather jacket - zara (birthday gift from nikola)

blouse - self made

skirt - vintage

oxfords - new yorker 

so.. you noticed i like mixing prints

..

few days ago i was organizing my closet

and i figured out that i do that

mostly 'cause i lack solids 

..

i have several black skirts

 few solid color dresses and blouses

and everything else in my closet is patterned

..

so.. my plan is to dilute it a bit

to make and thrift more of bright and vivid non-patterned garments

..

 it started well 

this skirt belonged to my friend's mom

she gave it to me few days ago

(among some other beautiful clothes

and vintage stash of fabric)

i almost fainted from excitement 

when i saw this color

..

mokosha

year one

it all started exactly one year ago

with this dress

and in between 

i made some dresses 

and more dresses 

i even made one in solid color

there were swimsuits

and there were coats 

and even pants

a blazer 

and skirts 

i refashioned 

and wore vintage 

i've been in the mountains

i've been at the sea 

i got a new tattoo 

i photographed fairies 

and i photographed models

and in the end, i photographed myself

it was one great year

and i'm so excited to see what happens in the next 365 days

..

thank you all for joining me on that journey 

thank you for all the kind words, love and support

..

mokosha