Gone birthday gone!

Picture taken by me

There are things you can't explain. Perhaps they are just meant to be like that, unexplainable! Isn't it ironic when you spend all your life searching for something so great you can't even materialize it and then, when your expectations were completely devastated, it is given to you? Just like that! I have sent my prays to so many gods and others wannabe "may's" (they are just that a "may be true" thing), none could answer me, if it was about the bill, I couldn't pay! My will was gone, a vacation, a marble "far far away"...What to do with that? Sing...what to expect? Lands for bet, one heart just like a pet, two hands and nothing for them to hold, a water made being without scales, such mesmerizing cold, some virtual mute whales and nothing else to be told...Upps...I've crushed my mistaken sadness...because U turns are indeed possible! I'll try to tell you:

Carpets and monarchistic furniture were covering  the walls and  floors, days like none before, beds and smells, walks and folks, songs and feelings, stars and daylight, everyday restarts...Unexpected gifts, none to be owned but mine, loved for endless time, an eternity that just can't stop the bright...on my mind!

Perfect, still never blind, a feeling deep and kind, ruling the weeks, the days, the hours, the seconds, a life...Haven't I tell you how much I love you?  My day, a birthday, such a peculiar way to feel the solstice of a birth...born was I...22 years were passing by...nothing that concrete to be proud of...missed were the times where I could be blind...when the ones, those of kind, made my steps. Now, present, gift was you...all fitting...all together: oh thank you for your love...thank you for all the minutes...thank you for sharing your life...thank you for the guiding light!  

There is nothing less to explain...it can't be! Life is just like that...with these endless rights and curves...you just need to learn how to bend it! For all: Welcome back. For you friends: thank you for the music you've gave to my day... or better, that you give to my life. For you unknown followers: thank you for the shake you teach me to save. For you my loved family: thank you for the support, even tho I'm not the most reliable son. For my love: thank for the bright and light and time and care and everything and world and tears of joy...there is no distance! 

                   A day like none before: "the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return!"

You guys, dears followers, will have news about my new clothes and acquisitions...I've been without camera, that is why I have been so absent... solution on the way! I'll be posting some news on fashion weeks and fashion works...Wait for me!

Love you all 

Touching the lights

It's a fact...what tale could my mind ever collect, if not this reality prospect?  It's all about shiny rays of light blossom around ruins made out of chocolate..."cause everything is eatable, even I am eatable"...and you know? it's a matter of time, since I have come with this peculiar idea: my bad memories are indeed made out of chocolate, like the ruins; and, in fact, there are a huge amount of rays of light melting them down...at this moment, a funny laugh comes out tho, glowing red just alike the flesh camellia of the floating gardens of Babylon; thus you might find a sparkling glow of some great happy eyes, well, it's not everyday that you feel capable of moving, with your bare hands, the colossus of Rhodes, you will see, no doubt, a perfect environment of plenitude...cause today I've been at the top of the great pyramid of Giza, I've jumped freely feeling the water joining my body as I felt down the Niagara Falls, I've shacked the hand of Zeus, some way not far but still not that close (not inside) to the top of the hill called Olympus (in fact, you will find Zeus at his temple, somewhere that I prefer to keep secret...famous people, you know?)...OH! I was too late to the library of Alexandria, but I have my ticket (maybe tomorrow!)...What can I say? That's a story about letting the greatness out of the daily sparks, it's just a case for day-dreamers investigation...I can jump just for the sake of jumping, but, at this moment, Niagara feels much more touchable...Learning the sense of the lights...

Pictures taken by Nádia from My Fashion Insider

Sweater: United Colours of Benetton

Trousers: Pull&Bear

Boots: Zara

Bag: Zara

Long Time!!! Back again...

For a long time there was silence; a strong mourning around pavements, trashy clothes were everywhere, where the patterns could not fit...too much garbage to feel right...the strings were about to clash against the chains, arguing whom would take the honour to kill there owner! What about the silence? Were my words gone? Perhaps it's just the warm touch of treason... you see, my lungs where tight, tight enough to not feel the air, or water...my heart was pomping the blood out of my shelter...well I was just a screaming voice, once found, once miscalculated, once enough, once too much, then lost, again empty, not ready, still running, crumpling around memories...what too do lady? Disguise? What mask should I put on this time? It is silly, but still it is the answer...truth prevails darling...truth prevails. As complicated as it may seems, there will always be a coming back...mine was soon enough...my mistakes were paint in deep clear blue water. Well, my eyes will be resting, since now there are reasons to forget my winter solstice. My sad eyes will be shut, never again smiling...do you know how to find your way? Future is always a mystery...but I'm sure believing is the right key to that door...cause THIS IS IT...My journey and a solution: Who would expect to find a ticket office in hell? Well they sold me a ticket back to heaven! Perhaps it was just about soft hands. 

I'm so sorry for being late...

This time I won't forget this baby, trying to learn how to dance

I'll be posting styles soon, promise!

Kisses,

Juno

Source @ TheFashionisto

Pagan Poetry

In Exklusiv December 2010

Ph: Krzysztof Wyżyński

Model: Marcin Ziółko