Palette: KITTY

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JESUS SAVES,
I SPEND

OVE BLOG STVARI su prilicno girly, dragi dnevnice, beleske, uredjivanje nekog prostorcica. Pa, upravo kao petljanje po kuci.

Danas sam se nasla u nebranom grozdju kada sam shvatila da me kupovina za kucu, Merkur, UradiSam & Beyond, mnogo vise raduje nego takmicenje u divljackom kopanju po odeci u trznim centrima. Skoro sam se slicno zbunila kada sam shvatila da velicine odece za koje sam mislila da mi pashu uopste nisu za mene iako mi se gabariti nisu promenili ili dana kada sam shvatila da mi ja vise uopste ne volim rolke. Ali o tome drugom prilikom.

Da se vratim na kupovinu za kucu, dodjes u neke prostrane hale, gde uglavnom muski tiho, strpljivo i skoncentrisano bistre i pazljivo biraju srafove. I ostale fenomenalno zanimljive stvari. (U prethodnoj recenici nema cinizma) Druga strana kupovine za kucu su pufnaste i pamucne stvari - peskiri i posteljine. Tu drugu home shopping stranu moje licnosti savrseno opisuje ova slika. Adorable-retro-kitchy-minxy-perked vidi-kako-sam-slatka raspolozenje. Samo bez rolke. To su one zenske koje se usplahire kada od komsinice nauce novi nacin za savijanje salveta. Mislim, da ne preterujem, nisam bas dotle dosla, ne raspilavljujem se tek tako na sitne fluffy zivotinje... samo na odredjene, evo mjauce u hodniku jedna mikro macka... kahk, da se vratim na poentu, ne padam ja generalno na te fore, ali ovo je cudesno drazesno. Plus mali obrt sa crvenim karminom. Ali nista tacky. Pre classic. U mojim okvirima, barem.

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THESE BLOG THINGS are pretty girly, dear diary, notes on thoughts, making a space look nice. Well, something like taking care of home.

I was shocked when today I found that I prefer shopping for home than fighting for clothes in shopping malls. So call me crazy. I was similarily stunned when some time ago I found that the size of clothes I thought fitted me for a long time is actually not right for me even though my weight didn't change. Or when one day I realized that I don't enjoy turtlenecks anymore. But more on that some other time.

To get back to the point, so you enter these huge stores, high ceilings and all, broad spaces between isles, mainly guys, quietly, patiently and focused on choosing screws or something. And I'm not being cynical. The other side of home shopping is picking fluffy and cottony stuff - bedding and bath stuff. That other side of me is perfectly depicted by this image, old record cover. Adorable-retro-kitchy-minxy-perked look-how-cute-i-am setting. Ditch the turtleneck. These are the wives that get thrilled when a neighbour reveals a new napkin folding pattern. Ok, I'm not THAT deep into it, I'm especially not falling for these baby animals that easy... usually... but here's this tiny little micro kitty miaowing in front of our doors... um... to get back to the point, i'm not falling for that generally but this image is crazy adorable. Plus a red lipstick twist. Nothing tacky, classic i'd say. In my world at least.