Along the way

     Along the way, I think I lost and found myself hundreds of times.

Somehow, I keep forgetting why did I start,
how did I reach where I am and why
 comparing myself to others won't get
 me anywhere.

Lately, I lost all the motivation
I had and from this perspective, I think
all I needed was a simple
Sunday night, home alone, eating salmon and
listening to khm some songs that I
like *read Severina*
just to remember some things.

       To remember how excited I was, for every

 new blog post (I used to publish a new post every

 Sunday) - I was preparing one blog 

post the whole week. How satisfying was to 

click that Publish button and wait for

 all the feedback.

The fact that I forgot how that 

excitement felt like, kept me from 

publishing this post.

I hate doing things halfass.

 I loved all the photos and I enjoyed

 shooting with @iksolokin, but somehow

 I had to get that excitement back.

That's why you are seeing me half-naked in

 the middle of October.

The sound of the Ohrid Lake

It seems like I have had the draft version of this post for like foreeever *read this in Kim K voice for a special effect*
And I am so happy to finally reveal what we made with @petrovskaangela in Struga, this July *the photos are already on Angela's profile, I know, but let me have my 5 minutes of fame, please*

The sound of the Ohrid Lake. It may sound silly, for people that have never heard it and keep in mind that you can't hear it at all times.

 See, I don't blame anyone for visiting the lake at the peak of the season alongside the crowd and the food stands, but that's not the time when the lake pours its soul and all the colors it has to offer. 

That usually happens when everything gets quiet, perhaps in September, when everyone is gone & the cafes are slowly closing their terraces, letting the lake to breathe. 

I wouldn't know this if I have never had the privilege to hear how my Lake sounds like. Mine, because I have grown up there, by the lake. 

Not a year has passed, without a visit. And I will never stop visiting, because it's my second home. 

By now, you probably think okay nice, she loves it, good photos, great outfit, but this post is holding another message - The oldest lake in Europe is in danger. Why? How? 

The answer is obvious, it's because of pollution. Because we are polluting our own lake. Why? I can't explain that to myself either. What we can do about it? We can just stop being ignorant and start from ourselves. I am not talking about strict recycling, that no one here would respect, but a lot can be done if everyone just starts cleaning after themselves, if everyone just collects their own garbage and puts it in the right place. Then we can start helping others like we did when we came to the beach to shoot *there was a looot of trash* 

Small steps count. 

I am sorry, but I am so pissed off. I hope you all have a good night. 

How often do you shine?

A new blog post, third week in a row. Is this happening? Am I finally posting regularly?

I found a quote in Cereal magazine and I combined it my way.

I AIM TO TRANSLATE MOMENTS, OBJECTS OR FEELINGS, AND TO SIMPLIFY SO THE ESSENTIAL INGREDIENT CAN SHINE, IN A WAY THAT EVERYONE IS ABLE TO UNDERSTAND

And the essential ingredient of this post is a sequined top, that made me shine.
I love sparkly things, but sometimes, I shine even without them.

- When does that happen? I am going to be honest, my face shows my real emotions really fast, and maybe it's superficial to say, but it shines when everything goes my way, when I am around the people I love & thing are the way they have to be.

@iksolokin made me shine this time and I am so grateful for that.
Enough writing, I'll let you enjoy these photos.