we didn't start the fire

My collection of plaid skirts is growing extremly fast. But how can I help myself if there are so many of them in thrift stores, giving me an opportunity to create something between school and edgy look, like this time? We were told to dress officially that day, but as no one really said that and it was kinda rumor, I paired it with glossy leather shoes, mesh red tights, basic black sweater and ying yang necklace (my fav lately!)  And the light white jacket, because the weather is already being a biatch *sigh*

So, that's a little chatter time: it was a whole week without math classes and this is how the life should look, really. I don't want it to change ;__; And lately so many people keep on asking me questions that I just don't know how to answer because, like, what kind of question is that "why are you laughing" "what did you mean when you told me that". fuck. If there is a reason, I will sure tell you, but when I'm saying I don't know the true is that I don't know XD

So let me know what do you think about the look and plaid skirts!

North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British Politician sex
J.F.K. blown away, what else do I have to say


future starts slow

Hey huns! Take this as a quick one, as it's getting kind of late and I should get some sleep :D
Having my legs in two different colors became one of my favs, and, just as with the suspenders, I can't tell why I haven't posted them any time earlier. This time I went with red and blue (and let me tell you, those are two pairs of tights magically tied together without any cutting and shit, so it's really fun :D) and combined the rest of the look with those colors+black. Bowler, checkered shirt (my friend's, I'm so not giving it back to her, muahahahahaaha) and glossy combat boots with ceramic and beaded necklace, tada.

You know, I find it kind of interesting that since I name posts with names of songs, and sometimes I post the look after like more than a week or so, I can change the songs that I'm currently obsessed with ("i love this one *plays it until she hates it*"). But, somehow (not always, but still) I "stay" in the mood of the song that I was listening to back then. And this is now; I mean, I love this one, but I'm not playing it over and over and over again like I was when those pics were taken. Jeez, does that even make any sense? XD

And after all God can keep my soul
England have my bones

But don't ever give me up
I could never get back up when the future starts so slow

No longing for the moonlight
No longing for the sun
No longer will I curse the bad I've done
If there's a time when your feelings gone, I wanna feel it

You can holler, you can wail
You can blow what's left of my right mind
You can swing, you can flail
You can blow what's left of my right mind
(I don't mind)


love interruption

So I was dressed in black and white only - ok, shoe laces were dark pink but whatever. I thought that maybe I'll go with b&w pics as it's not like you're going to miss anything :D
When I showed the picture that you can see right under this text to my younger brother said that I look like I'm trapped in the box, and my friend said that I look like Alice that's getting bigger after eating or drinking something. Quite similar associations, don't you think?
I feel so sick when I think about the weather. And it's going to be worse everyday. I mean, who needs winter? Who needs being cold all the time, coughing and not being able to walk out of the house without transforming into Micheling Man?
I finally have the perfect striped t-shirt and this time I paired it with matching bag, tulle skirt (well, it's like an over skirt with black one under it), black ornamental necklace and Dr. Martens shoes with socks. Enjoy and let me know what do you think!

I want love to, roll me over slowly
Stick a knife inside me and twist it all around
I want love to grab my fingers gently
slam them in a door way, put my face into the ground

I want love to, walk right up and bite me

Grab a hold of me and fight me, 
leave me dying on the ground
And I want love to split my mouth wide open
And cover up my ears and never let me hear a sound
And I want love to forget that you offended me
Or how you have defended me
When everybody tore me down
I want love to, change my friends to enemies
Change my friends to enemies and show how it’s all my fault


the dark of the matinée

This look is from the last days of August, 26th I guess? Something like that. We were still in Warsaw back then :D
And we were walking down the market square, being all like this city sucks etc (true that!) and that random guy came to us, said hi and that he started talking to us because he like our looks (my friend was all in black, some crosses leggings plus she has black hair) and asked if we are goth, scene, emo, punk or something like that :D And then high fived us and walked away, the very one positive random person we met there :P
Ok, so remember guys when I told you that school is fun? (you should, it was in the last post :D).Well I'm not that concerned now. I mean, once it's like "fun friends fun let's dance bailamos fiesta cantamos let's do everything" and next lesson is like "can you please fucking kill me now before i slaughter everyone in this fucking prison on a planet bullshit" Oh yes. Harmony.
This outfit was supposed to be something casual, yet still with an edge. And as I was very economically packed for few days in Warsaw, I decided to go with my most universal thing ever, sneakers, burgundy t-shirt with some flowery stuff, chain and my another love - suspenders. I don't know how they weren't on the blog yet, though they're one of must haves in my warderobe :D

shirt - thrifted
skirt - lefties
suspenders - H&M
sneakers - Converse
chain - DIY
ring - india shop/friend's

And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine

I time every journey to bump into you, accidentally
I charm you and tell you of the boys I hate
All the girls I hate
All the words I hate
All the clothes I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
How you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like