Long time no see…………….

2016.10.28 19:01

Starbucks, Berlin

Hey beautiful friends & enemies~

I was gone for a long time, I know, but a lot of stuff actually happened during that time. I went to Korea, traveled around this beautiful country, and experienced a whole new world. Went back to my home town for a month and now that my semester just started I am really struggling and my life gets harder day by day, just because of one thing: the problem of time management.  As much as V has talent to manage time, I am the living example of chaos. Of course, I may be just to lazy and if you add poor time management you will see how rotten one will become. I actually need to set some goals and start writing everything down so I can keep better track of my to do list. Actually had some ideas how to create a great pattern of time management.

Something that is really important to me are aesthetics. A pretty planer or cute sticky notes make my day always brighter. Writing down stuff and making notes of things you need to remember are a great help to get things out of my head. It is kind of paradox but after writing down the stuff you need to do, it feels less stressful. As if a huge burden fell off of your shoulders. Because what used to stress me out a lot was trying to remember all the things I needed to do.

Kind of having a plan for a day is also a very nice feeling. You can put something you need to do in the future on your schedule and only concentrate on the work you need to do on that day. So when you finish it you can feel free and happy you made it. But actually never plan your day out completely, because it takes away all the fun of actually living. If I randomly start craving coffee there must be time for me to get my favorite hazel macchiato.

Also something that makes people tired is trying to remember all the good things and memories and keeping all precious moments of the day. But it actually is much more convenient to just keep track of every nice feeling in a diary. And I am not talking about a diary you should write every night before going to bed. That would just put up walls and make you stressed out again. Since I know my self well I also know that I wouldn’t be able to write every day since there are times I am just too lazy or too sleepy to do so. There could also be days nothing special happens, but you will still try to write something down because it feels just like a duty and when that happens the magic of „diary“ will just vanish. So I have a diary where I only write down things I am eager to remember. Or if there’s something I’m confused about I am just writing it down and looking at it again some other day trying to solve the problem. This way I am able to just make way for the important things in my head. My rule for my diary is to write in it only in coffee shops. Sounds strange? But I am enjoying it that way. I always write down the date and the place. Only writing down important things. And after writing everything down I feel kind of secure that the memories won’t disappear.

So that were just some thoughts I had on my hat which was on my head. HEHE.

And for now…

…keep organised
Kiss&Hug

Au revoir

– K

 

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Long time no see…………….

Getting lost in your script.

2016.02.28 21:18

Wash-salon, Berlin

 

Hey beautiful friends and enemies,

So yeah, today was kind of a crazy day. Don’t even ask me why I am sitting in middle of the night here instead of being home sipping Martinis or having some Wine and Cheese.

Anyways, the thing I wanted to talk to you about is this one special topic. Everyone’s movie. I speak about life, about how everyone is playing the lead in their own little world. I was talking with my friend Lily for a while about how a lot of us are getting lost in their own head (like getting lost in the script, always rewriting it, changing the ending and changing the supporting roles).

I love watching movies. And I watch a lot of them, starting from Hollywood comedies to German War-documentaries, Korean dramas are also enjoyed by me. And I notice how much I get touched by them. There is always the one character you seem similar with, or there might be one you would love to be. But this whole thing is very slippery. I have some examples of those, who lost themselves because they started putting way too much effort in living a stolen live instead of taking care of their own set.

And it is just the same with people who are trying to steal the role from another being. For example, there is this one girl, nothing special, just common, but in someone eyes’ she looks just perfect, the peeping person wants to have everything the girl has and starts copying her. Acting like her, using the same body language, changing the way of speaking, even the style and looks. But is it happiness? Being the fake on? Why not focus on their own role? Of course, if you want to change something you are welcome to rewrite a scene, but don’t abandon your life, it is precious, because you are here because you did what you did, in other words you are able to move on and have a future because of what you did in the past. Of course you have to do your best. And there might be one difference in life and a movie you can’t just decide to use a “cut”, “break” and “NGs” are also not possible.

 

P.s. Writing you’re your script doesn’t mean you are allowed to write other people one’s too. You can’t make them love you (maybe fear you, what isn’t a bad thing either…..) and you can’t make them act different, be worst than they are, or than you are, but you can get along with them. Yeah, I mean friendship. Beautiful Pegasus and sakuras, happy end lalala…. Yeah, I probably got crazy………

 

And for now…

…keep conscious
Kiss&Hug

Au revoir

– K

Getting lost in your script.

Does the hair-colour define us?

2016-02-14

V’s Residence

Some time ago Jane asked: “This is completely out of topic, but how do you feel being blond? Did you notice any difference?” It was a very strange question that got me confused. Hmmm. I don’t know…

I’ve never thought about becoming blond. I’be always loved my natural brown (chestnut) hair till one day I realised how I love grey hair and I wantedto try it. So, this attraction didn’t disappear for about 6 months. So, I went to my hairdresser (now, ex hairdresser) to bring my desire to Reality. But. There was a big misunderstanding and instead of grey I got blond hair. It wasn’t that bad. A lot of people said that I look nice, even better (?!). I got along with this colour and lived with this for about 6 monts. It really looked nice. But it wasn’t me. I’ve never dreamt about blond hair. I would never thought myself to diy like this. I’m not very soft and cute person (yepp, witty) and etc. I don’t believe in stereotypes. But let me say it just didn’t define me. It didn’t represent me.

Could I say that blonds have more fun??? Nope, I was the same.

But then I finally I got grey hair. Later blue. Violet. Grey. And again dark blue (indigo, to be more specific). And I couldn’t stop adoring these colours. I look for my reflections everywhere I go. I love these colours because it really shows the real me – full of surprises, colourful and deep. And I became a magnet. It seems that strangers find me  really cool, interesting, and wise. As one journalist from “NYLON” wrote: “People find you [with grey hair] more approachable, even if you have the worst resting b***h face on the planet.” And I really experienced that – a lot of people start conversations with me, I hear a lot of “nice haircolour” through days… And I ENJOY it!! Now It’s Me. And even my hair brings outside what is within.

Bisous bisous,

– V

P.S. Yes, I know that today is Valentine’s Day. I didn’t choose to ignore it or sth. BUT. For me it was cool just when I was a kid. Since I’ve seen all that cheep crap being bought in the shops, I can’t imagine a Romantic Day with cheap pizza warmed in the oven and silly balloon as a True Love proof. And I don’t say it because I’m Single. I’m single by choice. My opinion about this day will be the same when I have a boyfriend.

Does the hair-colour define us?

Pretty, handsome and other kinds of happy.

 

 

2016-02-08

Coffee shop, Berlin

Hey beautiful friends and enemies~

Sitting there starring at your laptop still hoping to find words to finish your assignment. Taking another sip of your favorite hazel latte and trying to think of something that would sound smart and intellectual. But the truth is you’re just way too distracted by this one particular male human being standing on the other side of the counter doing nothing but breathing while looking hella fine. Being lost in his own thoughts like this, makes one believe he has something mysterious about him but actually it is (the sad truth might possibly be) that he’s just hating on his part time job. Of course, who would like to make coffee the whole day and even be friendly to all kinds of dumb people? Hm… I guess no one.  The way he runs his hand through his hair makes you forget about your plan of finishing homework and you end up peeping at the barista.

So yeah, you guessed it right. The thing I will be writing about today is how beautifulness is ruling the world. And no, I don’t mean in a slutty and disgusting way but in a way that makes you happy. You have to give me right, feeling pretty (or handsome) is a big priority and if you love yourself you start feeling happier. Never less the most important thing still is the inside. But not only the inside out is important but also the coat of your personality is something that in our postmodern 21st century plays a big role.

A beautiful person. How can one become this kind of a human being? For the outside you just have to put in some effort. Being pretty is really achievable but what about the other things like the inner beauty and a fine character? If you would ask me, a beautiful person is someone who just knows how to be her/himself and loves her/himself. I think real beauty can unfold just the moment you start to accept yourself, the moment you understand what the good points of your existence are and of course what the BAD POINTS are, too. You don’t have to erase them, since it is you, but you have to be aware of every single corner of your body and mind. Hm… Maybe not every single one… Kche.

And now let’s talk for a bit about how the charm of someone can make everyone fall for them. Like, have you ever wondered why your crush started flirting with her instead of you, and what’s more, that you’re way prettier then she is?! (Of course it can happen that someone just looks damn perfect and some fuckboy who just wants to do some exercising {the perverted kind of you do at night- of course. HA.} isn’t really caring about the inside)

Let me say just one thing. CHARM. The unique kind of charm only you can have (or her :D)

Of course your face and body is still very important but it is NOT the main point. And OF COURSE you have to be the best version of yourself possible and that means that people aren’t simply divided into ugly or pretty.

Never mind long legs and a beautiful face, a breathtaking body and a perfect face is still ruling the world but if you don’t have that something special to it you won’t be lasting for long in this world which is eager to be thrilled and fascinated not only by the outside.

And for now…

…sparcle inside out
Kiss&Hug

Au revoir

– K

Pretty, handsome and other kinds of happy.

What is love?

2016-02-05

The Residence of V

Yepp, people need really not so much in this world “to love and be loved in Return” (paraphrased words from “Moulin Rouge”). That is what our long chats and calls with K are about. Is Love real? Is there somewhere one person that is the One? Or each of us has many chances to fall in love? And I’m sure we’re not the only ones struggling with these questions. There are a lot of young girls who are trying to answer them. And not only young, and not only girls (I can define it from a lot of literature and other kinds of arts that are created by men).

I dont’t have all the answers. I’m not even asking all questions. But. Love is everywhere. That’s a fact. It surrounds us not only on that commercial [the 14th of February] day (sorry, but it looks trashy for me. I can admit I’m not the big fan of the St Valentines’s Day). All songs. All movies. There is always something about love, it’s like the essential part of our bodies but in arts. Oh, and that Hollywood Dream… Actually, people don’t adore Hollywood because of the luxurious life (although it can be a desire, too). For instance, that glamorous interpretation of Anna Karenina – the movie “Love”. It was created with two endings – One, the Happy one, for the Americans and the Other for the rest of the world that enjoys the classic, well-known story. So, what is it all about? Is there a happy ending in the world? Or is everything so tragic that at least our lovely Hollywood gives us that part of our lives that is taken (?) Because we’re missing something (or should I say someone?) and we’re trying to find but we end up again someone calling “ex” and singing song’s lyrics like: “Don’t be ridiculous. So, don’t be funny. No one believes in Love nowadays…”

Yes, I’ve almost forgot. Then comes “Only Love can hurt like this.”…

And once again I’m asking outloud “What is Love?” And the only one answer that the World says to me is a line from “Gossip Girl”: “That’s the Secret I’ll never tell.”

I just have to keep hoping that one day I will find out but my intuition tells me that the answer will come not in the help of my brain and endless thinking but I will know it by Heart….

Yes, Hopeless Romantic…

Bisous bisous,

– V

What is love?

Twinkle Twinkle

2016-01-31
New home, Berlin

Hey beutiful friends and enemies~

 

You all know about this one particular feeling.. Wishing for fairytales but ending up with awkward flirting. But nerveless there are times you are just the right amount of charming and beautiful, feeling perfect that one day. BUT…… You simply meet the wrong person who is trying to flirt with you and you just go with the flow and end up being nice to someone you are not even a bit interested in. And there are these other moments you just randomly run into someone special or get attention from someone you been eyeing for a while now and your mouth just looks as if it has been sewed up and you just awkwardly smile and your chance of finally getting the one you want disappears in an eye-blink.

So why is this like that?? Maybe I am the only one who is just soo bad at flirting with people I actually have a thing for. Hm. At least Cho (a close friend of mine) made me take a bet. I am supposed to start the whole thing next time. And I am really interested in how the whole shit will end up.

But of course there are all those other girls just looking perfectly fine with talking to their crushes without any problems. And of course I am so proud of them. And I hate all the comments saying these kind of girls are sluts or bitches… What is wrong with the fact that someone is charming? Of course… You should exclude all the ones just trying to get hooked up with the boyfriend of their bff just because they think of it as a fun game. That is just disgusting.

Another problem that is bothering almost everyone are the CREEPS. Of course it is nice to get attention but why it is always them dumb guys trying to hit on you? And maybe the random disturbing attention wouldn’t be the problem itself if not all the other jealous chick always judging you and looking at you as if it would be your fault that all these creeps try to get some from you. And for all those who don’t understand the situation, it is very tiring to get spoken to while trying not to hit all these assholes in their face. And I am not speaking about all the candy boys and lovely human being sincerely showing one their attention but about all these old fuckers using their penis as a compass.

Crushes are of course a separate topic. Butterflies in one’s tummy and the continued thinking of only one person might be really cute. And finally getting your shit together and starting to show a bit of how you feel is a must. Real love……. Fairytales. Who doesn’t believe in that at least a bit? There is always the right one waiting for you, but some fun is always a must.

But before I go to continue to study for my exams (omg they’re in 2 weeks) I will just share my favorite poem with ya all (ok maybe not really my fav)

Twinkle twinkle little whore

Close your legs it’s not a door

Twinkle twinkle little slut

Name a guy you haven’t fucked

Was he skinny, was he tall?

Nevermind you fucked ‘em all. ❤

 

P.s. Yeah, me too has this one particular cutie I am inserted in right now. But hush~

 

And for now
Keep smiling
Kiss&Hug

Au revoir

– K

 

Twinkle Twinkle

Oh, that luxurious coffee

2016-01-21

The Cafe in the Old City of Vilnius

“You know, I started drinking coffee” said my friend Jane to me when we finally met after a while. I couldn’t help but wonder, what is it with that magic drink, that even people who adore green tea and fresh juice so much, like Jane, starts drinking coffee, at last.

Smell. The first thing that comes to my mind. I have no idea why but pleasant smells are so important in my living atmosphere. And, yes I’m addicted to that special one – CHANEL No.5 but cinnamon, lavender, muscat and coffee are so satisfying, too…

Especially, in the mornings. When is still dark around and it’s becoming lighter and lighter little by little. And that first warm sip of coffee… Mhmm, that delicious bitterness. It’s such a pleasure! I live on the 14th floor, by the way. Thus, I’m in love every morning, looking through the window, seeing that disappearing fog over the city and waking up gradually because of the coffee.

What is more, I realised when you buy coffee in the city (like I am now), you don’t buy just coffee, you buy much more. It’s the atmosphere. It’s the ability to buy, the ability to be surrounded by people, who are interesting, unique, mysterious and lost in their worlds. Not without a reason “We should have coffee sometime” has the meaning of cosy meeting, friendly chat or even a date…

And, ohhh! Do I need say something more about those poetical cosy rainy days with a cup of hot coffee in the hands?..

And you know, where would I be without coffee today, in our fast and busy world? The answer is simple – in bed.12583655_1020847154604696_103769965_n

Thus, life is short.

Stay awake for it.

Drink coffee.

 

Bisous bisous,

– V

Oh, that luxurious coffee