make it work

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a oni szli

St Patrick's parade took our street by force.

There was Birmingham Lord Mayor on the top of an old blue bus, children and lots of other extraordinary creatures.

And more, and more, and more...

On stage

Freshblood Cabaret, Leamington Spa, last Sunday.

the discoverer

For the last year (yeah, it's been a year since we've moved here), I had a little obsession about the canal. I really wanted to find the gate which I knew was somewhere close to our house, but I couldn't. And then, one day I had a stroke of genius and just turned right where I never turned before. And it was there! My beautiful escape from busy streets and unfriendly drivers.

Come jogging with me:

the impossible

it's been a week since we left nyc and i still cannot wrap it up. not that i claimed to do it

but imagine a nyc wrapped in a pattern paper and given as a gift - i know, i'm getting greedy, but heh, if i ask my husband nicely...


now it's more of a declaration, right?

for:
details

colours

did i say details and colours?
vintage twist

cliche shots

stylish (and spacious!) welcome
bowery and nuyorican on the same day with patricia field's store as a little bonus

cycling over the brooklyn bridge

second hand bookstores (yes, i mean bookstores)

cottage cheese burgers

neverwhere

four-wheeled black horses

a little bit of keith haring

and finally, the most important - food for my brain, mood for my soul

this three-week washington chill-out and the three-day new york fever forced me to say yes, the only question is: when?

it's christmas

but it doesn't feel like that. It doesn't mean it's bad either. It's different in a very nice way.
It's like... eating your Christmas eve's dinner at a sushi bar. A VERY good sushi bar. Mmmmm.

national portrait gallery