Heaven lies in cork

So i am convinced that i NEED these cork heels by Jeffrey Campbell. They have a 3" heel and a 2" platform. PLATFORM is a must in my heels. I cant wait to bring these babies out for the summer. I'll post pictures when i actually receive them. <3

Jefferey Cambell Cork Heel

Style Envy vs. Style Crush

Indeed, all those articles on MIROSLAVA DUMA were right. Us low life fashionistas envy this woman for everything from her legs to her clothes to her face to her hair. She radiates perfection. She works anything you throw on her. Heck, if she wore a cardboard box she'd look great. Its people like her that roll two ways. They either inspire or are hated. We hate them because they have what we do not. They have things that others praise them for, that we strive to be praised for. Furthermore, this brings me to the inspiration aspect. Miroslava inspires me to be better. She is my competition. So which one is healthier for you and me? Inspiration to push to compete, or Hatred which essentially means "I AINT GONNA DO SHIT"

This plethora of photos of this beauty were found through google. I just went on a DUMA rant.

Peace Naked Girls Vintage GaGa

I really do not understand the HYPE and NEGATIVITY of Nudity. Yes, they say RESPECT YOUR BODY. Okay, so my level of respect is completely different from my parents. So if we all have different religions, we all have different levels of respect, moral, and right-wrong. Something might be right to a Catholic and wrong to a Jew, or respectful to a Hindu and disrespectful to a christian. Its honestly all in our heads. Humans are so stupid. yahoos

ph1.gaga uknown ph2. me in my kitchen ph3. unknown

PREPARATION POUR COACHELLA ENGAGE READY SET GO

I am too excited for Coachella weekend. I am definitely looking forward to seeing both my indie bands and techno DJs. Preparation for this event is a must. Cant wait to see all the cute outfits. My friends and i are wood-stocking it. Its nothing new to me granted i have been a Polish scout my whole life and have had the responsibility to build everything from a kitchen to a bathroom out of wood and rope. Not to mention that one two weeks i spent in Poland taking a shower only once and living on baby wipes. quite a story.

I love these looks for Coachella. Dita Von Tease is such a classy sex bomb. in my pictures i am wearing a vintage romper

BELLIGERENT FRIDAYS

Friday 03.05.10 screamed belligerence, recklessness, and corruption. Let's just say it was one of those memorable nights that you cant remember. Whether its from narcotics or just memory deprivation, it was a good night. Carried my favorite accessories Jack, Red bull, and beer (dont remember what kind, note: the previous statement) I wore a shress: thrifted. Belt: Kimski (vintage). Mesh two sided leggings: American Apparel. Shoes: Forever 21.

PS do not trust forever 21 shoes!!!!! ACHTUNG ACHTUNG NIECHT NIECHT the heel will break after a few wears. just a thought.

your belligerence truely,

N

Je ne parle pas francais

Today is just another day, another hour, another minute, another second. Work is annoyingly poking me in the back. oh wait, thats that back ache you get when you slouch over a computer for so long. But while my mind drifts away now and then, i think im a pretty good asset to this company. I may not pay attention or remember things all the time (i have terrible memory) but i do get my work done, and i contribute my ideas and thoughts when i can. My boss is one hell of a women. She is extremely organized and clean. i love her because shes like a asian hippie stuck in the body of a crazy french Canadian woman. I had a dream about my co-worker last night. It was extremely strange. His mom was walking with us. My imagination had created a vision of what his mom would look like, i've never met the woman. It amazes me how the mind works. How particular the brain is about picking out memories. Its almost as if the brain is a separate body, making decisions on whether you should remember that persons name you just met, or if you should take a step forward. It is a complicated and fascinating aspect of life. Do not even get me started on animal's brains. A brain is a brain and of course we all know that, but wouldnt it be astounding to raise a dog as a person. If a person can be raised as a dog, by dogs, then how could it be impossible for a dog to be a human. Then again it seems like we make our pets part of our family and by doing so they are our best friends, companions, almost human.

Looking forward to LA fashion week march 17-24

heres a random outfit-- Hat, Glasses, lace bra, thigh high socks, and skirt: American Apparel. Cardigan Sweater: High school uniform. Top: Goodwill. Belt: Kimski (vintage). Coral necklace: MaMa

For good

On Valentines day i had to do the hardest thing i've ever done. Something that will stay in my mind and heart forever. My dog was diagnosed with Lymphoma. I got him when he was a puppy, and hes been through everything with my family for more then a decade. That fur ball grew up as i did. Now looking for a new pup really makes me realize how much of a person he was. how much of a part of our family he was. He protected us and loved us like a human. He had a personality and habits. He had a life, and i was forced to take it away. Towards the end of his life he was coughing continuously and choking on that god damned lymphoma. It was hard to watch him close his eyes and drop his head as the vet pushed in that deadly pink venom. But now i think its harder to find a new dog. A dog that is going to be different then him, one who will fill a different and new chapter with my family and me. Wish me luck. and may you rest in peace my love. We miss you. We love you.

Viva Karnival

This past weekend, i had gone to a carnival with my little 7 year old sister and my father. Having a few non-aquatic drinks before, my dad was having a good time. A good time telling me to take my little source of energy on every ride. I demanded a payment. Cotton Candy, the ultimate devil for a girl whose got the extra baggage side of my dad. Going on every ride really wasn't the worst part. The whip lash from the "zipper" ride, where you are restricted in a cage as it turns around and around with every squeak of the confinement making your heart skip every other beat. No the worst part was losing my sister for 15 minutes. I tell you, thinking the worst is the worst part of losing someone. So many children, so many adults, so many possibilities. For that moment i felt like a mother. i felt everything, anger, sorrow, confidence, depression. Images moving through my mind like a video tape skipping. I felt more then relief when we found her. or should i say she found us. Thank whatever is out there for not letting the negative situation happen. I would have committed myself to suicide if she had not come back to us. I love my family, i'd like to save losing them for another time, a time farther away. A lot farther away.

all photos are of my own. taken with an iphone.

outfit: hat: unkown blazer: thrifted dress: thrifted tights: American Apparel sheer Thigh high socks: American Apparel Shoes: Doc Martens

Lousy Reputation

Because i am so poor and have no patience when it comes to money, Come to think of it, i have no patience period. I really dislike the fact that i love instant gratification. Why cant i just wait, just relax, just keep that card or cash in my pocket rather then just throwing it away. My mamma thinks i should read books about saving money, but i feel that will do nothing granted i rarely finish things that i start. I have so much to pay for now a days. Passport, Poland, Computer, Camera, etc. the list goes on and on. Can you imagine a life without money? It is so interesting how without money, we would probably have something else like rocks or plastic. Humans cannot live without trading. Unfortunately some of us are born wealthy, some of us take the stupid advantage of that. I really should believe in myself more. Here we go. Natalia, BELIEVE IN YOURSELF. Ah much better

in the photo to the right i am wearing Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell, Disco pants: American Apparel, Tank: thrifted, Jacket: Urban Outfitters, Scarf: My moms

In the bathtub picture i am wearing nothing. naturally

Long distance relationship

Howdy everyone (or no-one). It's been forever since i've posted anything. i feel like this blog is me, and i tend to start things and never finish them. i am CONVINCED that i can pull through with this. I love to talk, i love to talk about me, i love to talk about you, and i love to talk. Last week i went on a little trip to LAS VEGAS for the MAGIC(al) tradeshow. Learned alot, saw alot, drank alot (of water). It was definitley an amaizing experience. Some trends i saw were, lace and velvet. There were primarily soft and pastel colors, but in nuetral tones. By day i worked, by night i played. Being underage in vegas is such a unholy situation, but looking older then your age is helpful. I really enjoy the older crowd. Although not a day goes by where i wish i looked 16. But the grass is always more fertalized on the other side. So as i go on with my life, i leave a piece of me everywhere i go. i don't know.