Let me start off by saying that making my hair lighter was not an itch I should’ve scratched. I’ve always had dark brown hair and when I dyed it in the past it was always a shade darker or a dark plum or something like that. And I know that dark hair makes you seem older or whatever, but I was so comfortable with that color – it just felt right to me. It was my Snow-White-ey look: dark hair, fair skin, red lips – good to go. (My sister would call this look “the Morticia Addams”, but I was cool with that as well. I love black, I love the Addams family and Morticia may have looked like a vampire, but she was a classy lady. But I don’t wear eye make-up like she does and my eyebrows are not that arched. So my sister is wrong, ha!). But anyway. I felt the need for a change this year and what I got is so far off from what I actually wanted to look like, it’s scary.
I’ve been talking to a friend about what it really means to be happy. We are quite similar and we are facing the same issues when it comes to feeling happy and fulfilled on a daily basis. We’ve realized that we’re both making the same mistake, which is caring too much – about others, about what people think of us. This leads us to putting other people first instead of ourselves. We will always be the girls who’ll try to make everyone happy, always thinking about how the other person will feel if we disagree or refuse. This drives us to compromise at almost every step in order to not upset the other person (which would make us feel guilty). However, here’s the catch: making other people happy does not make us happy. And putting them first makes us frustrated. So why do we keep doing it? Continue reading
I know I’ve bragged a few posts ago about how warm and sunny it is in Bucharest and how spring has arrived – I was wrong, I must’ve meant autumn. :)) It seems that we deserved exactly 2 weeks of warm weather and now it’s back to rain and lower temperatures. Hey, we could’ve gotten nothing at all, right?
I’d be lying if I’d tell you that I’ve never dreamed of owning a Louis Vuitton bag. Just like any fashion loving girl, I’ve always wanted a LV bag, ever since I found out what or better yet who designers are. Of course, I’m just a small town girl (yeah, just like Jesse’s girl 😀 ), so I could never afford one – I mean I could, if I wouldn’t buy anything else for an entire year or if I’d sell one of my kidneys, but I can never seem to do that… Just kidding of course. But you have to admit, designer pieces are expensive and not in everyone’s price range. But a girl can dream… Continue reading
Okay so it’s not actually new phones, it’s just one, but you get the point.
This story happened before Christmas, the time when most miracles happen (I have no idea if this statistic is true – might be, but miracles almost never happen for me, so I might not be the best authority on this – insert self-pity-cry-here), the miracle being that I finally decided what phone to buy :)) I know, my life is so small, right? Shutup. Continue reading