This is the top shelve in my room in parents house. The altar shelve of memories. I had one since I was 5 but it changes all the time...latest update?
joke souvenirs from my best friends travels, gifts from people who aren't here anymore, grandmas little pot she used to make coffee, tiny teapot from Denmark, my little pony, very old, could call it vintage Viki krema glass, a stone from my mums trip, a fancy dress crown from 'The princesses take over Graz', a little doll from my grans house and the two cheeky hipster mistas ive made myself.
Today I went to the hairdressers to get my keratin fix in a local hair salon Aneri. The lady was very nice and explained the whole process to me...about the concentrated keratin they put in the hair mask and then you have to heat it up so the hairs open up and store the goods inside, then let it cool down again before rinsing it. I forgot to take the 'before' photo, so I made one myself. And altered the 'after' a bit, ha (yes, as a joke). Anyway, I'm pleased with the silky, smooth result, althought you're supposed to have a few more sessions before the true results show. No budget for that I'm afraid. Studio Aneri, Tržaška c. 202, Ljubljana, Tel.: 041 44 78 59
I know, I know, blogposts with photos you took yourself in the mirror are lame and pathetic and amateur.
Well excuse me for being home alone and really excited about chanelling Y3's fall 2011 outfit. And make up. And hair. Not the fierceness or general model cool. Just that...
''Look at the kid from school, she's teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool, she's changing fashion, the way she dress', the tracksuits are old, and the hoody's way too moody for a kid with the will to funk, she dances in secret, she's a part-time punk'' (Belle&Sebastian, The blues are still blue)