Just some photos from the weekend.))

For those of you who have seen these already on facebook, my apologizes. But I couldn't NOT post them here as well, right??.)) Photos by Midzu, make-up by Magdalena Mazalova.

Bar and books

Ben Hodson's last photoshoot with me. Damn gonna miss ya, Ben! Photos taken at Bar and books Manesova street. The place does some mean strawberry cocktails. Take my word for it. Wearing one of my favorite colder weather dresses, a limited addiction H&M cocktail dress. Belt is Zara, boots Zara, jewelry a mix from here and there, sweater from Mango, oh and the necklace I made myself from some unusable ones I had laying about. Oh and my hair is currently like a tiny shade lighter and thinking of going one step more the next time I go bout the hairdresser's. Thoughts?

Contradictions..

Today was..well interesting. Good, bad and also a bit strange. Had my hair done (good), kept on missing buses/trains etc. (bad), was at a photoshoot (strange*), got a lot of work done (good), too tired/lazy to go to gym (bad), almost ready to go home (good), instead of going out excited about staying in (strange)..

*So back to the photoshoot. First off I came late and I HATE coming late. But was a bit longer at the hairdresser's than I expected and then I missed the train. All in all the photoshoot was good but considering it was for an article about serious, hard-working tattooed chicks, I found it rather offensive that they had asked me to pose in my underwear. I mean, excuse me? I'm supposed to be the poster girl for ink as art/ not a scary hoe and how much credibility will I give off when I'm half naked? In the end I'm wearing a tanktop with a miniskirt and everyone's happy but like wth? Just cause I've got tatts doesn't mean I'm a free spirit, well, actually, I am a free spirit but what I'm saying is, I'm a clothes fanatic. Yeah, so I like to have a lot of them on.

Anyways, the photos turned out quite nice but since I don't have them, I decided to upload one from last week's photoshoot. This one is by Tomasz Slota, I asked for some photos from Tomasz, but he wasn't too happy about it since he didn't like the photos I was in.. I'm not a camera expert so I prolly can't tell the difference but I'm content with this photo non the less.

Happy weekend everyone!

Because it's fun..

All photos by Ivanna Gladysh except the second to last one, which is by Midzu Gombitova (and wearing her cute geisha tanktop)..

And because putting clothes together that you wouldn't think would go together is a little cheeky past-time of mine.. Like say wearing a belt as a body chain with a cutesy sumemr dress. Oh yeah, a long white tanktop IS my favorite no-nonsense wear. As are huuuge earrings. And the ridiculously high pony tail. Gotta stick with what ya love..

Another week summary..

So what I've been up to this past week: it snowed twice in the mornings. At about 7 a.m. (sadly I was already outside to see it).

Bought a pair of over the knee boots. (Was deciding between these two pairs, the OTK ones won hands down..)

Was at a photoshoot. Here's a kinda funny picture: Tomasz taking a picture of Midzu taking a picture of Ivanna (and me taking a picture of them all:)).

photo by Ivanna Gladysh (more to come soon)

Got some new ink done. "Lillies of the valley" by Tereza Peterikova. She's fast become my favorite tattoo artist, girl knows what I want (yes, pink.. and bows.)

Terka is really an amazing artist. Love her work and her ideas. This is a picture she drew, I think it's totally amazing. Sooo cannot wait for our future ink projects. Thank you again!!!

Went drinking with Terka post-tatt and was then at the main station at about 3 a.m. It was like ghost town. (Strage, considering that the center center is like 5 minutes away.) Now I'm relaxing and having a nice hungover Sunday.. So anyways, that was my week, how was yours?

Oh no.. it's winter again!

Photos by Midzu Gombitova

It's that horrible time of year again, when the wonderful indian summer and warm autumn days are forever (or feels like anyways) replaced by rain, hail and snow. When there's nothing left but to bundle up, put a bloody hat on or die. Now this time around, I'm ready. Really, I am! I've already bought three hats, a winter coat, 2 pairs of ugg boats (I know, how sad, but it gets SO cold here there's really no choice!), warm black leather winter boots, a number of huge shawls and today - finally - a pair of long leather gloves. They could totally be longer but oh well.. I've also dugged out this incredible real fur black vintage coat from our basement. Now that should totally keep me warm.. But still, when I think that all over the world some happy girls are wearing little cute dresses right this minute sans the winter coat, it's like uggh, fucking Prague with your crap weather. Like no wonder I don't have a tan..

Photos are from a photoshoot that took place about three weeks ago. Wearing wonderfully short Topshop dress, Topshop belt and Topshop earrings. Stradivarius vest, H&M skirt, Mango lace undertop, Zara heels, Topshop bracelet and H&M fakefur collar.

Plus what I nowadays have to wear to work: Bershka WINTER coat, Zara huuuuuge winter shawl and winter hat, am so not looking forward to the (even!)colder days that are ahead.. and now it says in the news that the horrid colder weather ("December-like") is to come super early on. Oh noooo!

Tessa's secret

She takes a trip every spring. It's kinda her thing, packs up her stuff and gives no notice and leaves her life behind for the weekend. And no one even knows where she goes. It's all rather poetic, or would be anyway, but this time was different. This time something happened. She met someone. And everything changed. 

Angela was really worried. She had been Tess's best friend for what felt like forever and she'd hate these trips Tess would anually go on. Her biggest dissapointed would always be that she was left behind. And always for a few days after Tess would return she'd be different. Although it would be hard to say how.

There'd be something in her manner, something very disturbing. As if she had been somewhere unimaginable. As if she had never wanted to return. So Angela would worry.. But this time, Tess came back colder, a shadow of whom she had been.

 

Angela was in a panic. What should she do, what should she do? She knew she couldn't ask but how she had wanted to! All her thoughts were of one mind and place. What had happned? And why was this time so different?

She played around with the idea to follow Tess but kept putting it off since no time whatsoever seemed right. Then about two weeks after the dreaded trip Angela decided it was now or never. She tip-toed to Tess closed office door and slowly opened it an inch or so. She went it and opened the desk drawer and there it stood..

As her eyes adjusted to the small letters on the card adressed to Tessa, she looked on in shock. Opening the envelope with shaking hands she read the letter. And in that moment the office door flew open..

photos by Ben Hodson

Way back when.

There is a place she goes and it takes her away.

Those memories of whom she was back when.

It'll always be summer there, or late spring. And the sound of laughter glitters in the distance.

The city's lights are like little candles' dancing flames. And there's the excitement.

The wonderful, childhood joy of being out and about after dark on that playground behind the yard.

The one where all the kids go to. With that speacial swing. Where the only thoughts were of how to make that moment last forever. She'll keep on coming back. But it'll never be the same..

Wearing: Topshop belt, H&M tanktop/dress, H&M tights, H&M cardigan, Stradivarius earrings, Pull&Bear wooden heeled wedges

Huge thanks to Saneesh Sukumaran for the lovely photos:)