can't pin me down | breslau, 050416

Turns out there's a really nice side to being an absolute fucking mess, and it's finding cool pictures from some time ago. Month wise to be honest. But hey, who doesn't love a throwback?
(I don't necessarily do all the time. Like, when it's Monday morning and I want to throw myself under the bus on the way to Uni, but then accidentaly stumble upon a picture of my hand holding a mojito on a beach in Cuba and I think that the bus might be too small for the job.) 
Usually it's not that harsh tho. What a rollercoaster of emotions I just went through. 
So the pics are from April, I had to check that, and I think it makes them really postponed, even on my terms. Which already are pretty casual.
(I swear I just heard all my school deadlines fucking yell somewhere in the back of my head).
Anyways, I like looking back at them, especially since they were taken in a botanical garden in a city that I left some time ago and I think it must be one of my favorite spots there. With all the greenhouses, succulents and sun dancing around it always feels so calm and relaxing, even though it's quite the city center (I kinda got stuck on a v. nostalgic feeling right now).
I almost forgot it's winter and all that cold shit outside.
Maybe I shouldn't write a 10 pages long rant about my hatred for the Satan's season right now, I'm pretty sure I'll have plenty of chances to do so within next few months.
For now, I'd rather pretend I'm chilling with all the cacti portrayed below. In a really cool purple blazer and my boss ass hat, that is bigger than my head.
I can actually put it on right now to make the moment even more relatable. But I'm not sure if it will fit my pajamas; got to check on that asap.

I am never gonna give you anything you expect


postcards from Cuba - La Habana day I

I arrived in Havana straight from Mexico on the last day of July and was really looking forward to visiting this place, which was the main goal of my Carribean journey. 
The thing with Cuba is, you (can't be just me, right) expect it be a vintage experience, some old cars passing by sometimes and Buena Vista Social Club music casually soaking from every bar. But when you already get there, you might want to rearrange your expectations - and trust me, it is absolutely not a  bad thing. 
It's not like getting around with some old school vibe in certain moment. It's traveling in time. Literally. 

Speaking as a European citizen that at the time was living in the US, it doesn't resemble anything I've ever seen. You thought there was going to be a really cool '50s cadillac bouncing around the corner? Great. But 95% of cars would definitely not pass any safety test in most of the countries in the world. Hell, during my two weeks I found myslef in the vehicle with belts like, once. 
And I was in a car multiple times almost every day. 

So on my touchdown day of the Cuba journey I arrived in the capital city, La Habana, expecting to maybe stroll around a while and then go to sleep (especially considering my travel partner arrived one day before me on a transfer flight from Poland, so there goes the asshole called jetlag), but I was pleasantly surprised with a cadillac (yeah, you got me there, tourist time) PURPLE CADILLAC OK ride around the city. Apart from how different the island may seem from previous visions about it, it does feel like being in a movie 24/7. 
It's not the set you'd like live in, but it's good to play a starring role there for a while.

It's easier to get it if you speak Spanish. It's actually easier to breathe there if you speak Spanish. 
Really, it was not even the ace up my sleeve. It was survival 101.

Also, the food in Cuba which just striked my as "ohmygodthisistoomuch" on the first day turned out to be a different full chapter of the trip. But as this is only a small part of the diary from this travel, I'll get back to it; for now, the code word is green beans. Plus they have the best fruit. 
I'm blaming my mango addiction on them. No regrets though.

pics by moi


boys wanna be her | 130816, Cayman Islands

 I already came to an agreement with how jauntily I run this place, and decided not to drag myself all over about how lazy I am; truly, my procrastination really doesn't not go well with extreme guilt tripping triggered by every uneventful second of my life. Why am I like that.
So, obvioulsy instead of taking care of content in something logical like chronological order, I went first with the pics I'm really happy about and also I left the other memory card in a city that's like 5h drive away from my current location. Oh well. Too bad.
Cayman Islands was the last stop on my "yeah MOM I can totally stay alive during next few weeks" trip, and the one part that didn't really occurred to me almost until the very last part of planning. But if you're already on the other part of the world, and the ticket price goes only slightly up insted of having to sell both of your kidneys and maybe your newborn child in order to afford the plane one way, you kinda start to feel the yolo vibe. And so I did.
I'll probably do more talking about my Cayman time in general, cause boy, did I have some adventures there. But the first day I got there, this really fun thing happened the second I got outside - a fucking torrential revenge of all the gods or whatever was this shit, but I have never, ever in my life seen something like that.
The upside to almost dying during an instant flood was having all the beaches to myself later in a day. There was this one place straight out of the movie, which consisted of foundations of some building that must've been there - but covered with the flowing water of the Caribbean Sea it created the most magical swimming pool. So after immersing in this hell of a scenery, both literally and metaphorically, I decided to shoot a bit. And also, mark my words, taking pictures of yourself while getting your legs bitten by some underwater creature (probably a fish, but who knows) is a memorable experience. 

pics by moi 

I've seen her in NYC and it was a fucking BALL 
Smokin' Pall Malls, close call, stand tall
Doll, you make them feel so small
And they love it


NYC streetstyle vol.1 09-100916

So yeah, I'm in NYC. And I'm super excited about that like, all the time.
I was planning to stay in New York for few last days of my US holidays, but, ya know, it's September. And September in NYC means Fashion Week. That's why I decided to come earlier, and I have to say it was the best idea I've had in a while - I'm going to some shows, meeting amazing people and fullfilling my main goal of being here, aka streetstyle. What surprised me, for now I find Brooklyn a better place to seek stylish New Yorkers than the center of Manhattan. But anyway - the city is great, I feel like I'm in the right place and the whole adventure just started, so I'm looking forward to see what'll happen next. I also want to try to keep the NYC thing up to date, even though I still have a looooot of stuff from Cuba, Cayman Islands and States also to post, but I feel like the city that never sleeps needs an instant coverage.
So feel free to check out those beautiful people, being as stylish as it gets (my favorite parts is how real they are, I met them just strolling through the streets minding their own business). 
I'll be back soon with more Big Apple deals yo, and now I'm off to explore!

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