From Last Year.

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So I know that 99.99% of the people that know me do not understand, but the fact that I have this simple blog is unbelievable for me – it is a dream come true. I am very happy and proud that I finally found the courage to post, to write and to take photos – even if the last part is still a bit difficult for me.  I just really hope that I will be able to post more often. I haven’t done any pics this year (I have no clue how most people take blog pics in this cold weather – it is almost torture to me due to the cold). These pics were taken during a Saturday with Dorel.

A cool thing about having a blog is that you get to learn and explore things that maybe you haven’t done before – for me there are many such things, almost everything I do for the blog actually. I will explore most ‘discoveries’ I made in future posts.

One of the things I am very happy to say I did due to the blog is to explore streets I have never walked on in my own city! And I walk a lot – I don’t even have a car, so most of the time I walk. These streets are in the old part of the city, really close to the city center, and I was very excited to admire some amazing houses from the interbellic period. I didn’t even know these streets existed, let alone the buildings. The TV from the pics must have been a bonus – we found it in our walk. Last time I saw such a TV it was in a museum.

pictures by Dorel Danci (https://www.facebook.com/doreldanci)

 

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Karma.

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When a door closes, another opens. Or maybe a window. Anyhow, this just happened to me – a huge door just slapped the hell out of me, and, 2 hours later, after I was crushed, a dream of mine came true. Life is so weird with it’s ups and downs, that I personally never see coming, it’s crazy. And in a weird way, every time something negative happened to me, karma was there to turn it all around.
I hate negative situations mainly because they get the worst out of me. Most of the time I can keep it in me and I can act respectful. This time around wasn’t my proudest reaction, even though I believe every word I said – it’s only that I wish I could have said nicer. The Jackie O on my shoulder is very disappointed. But I promise myself, this is the one and only time in my life I reacted or will react this way. It’s not worth it to me to go that low – the only thing I got out of it is regret. So, as my bff said to me once “boobs up” lol. Life goes on and I better make the best of it.
pictures by Cosmin Micoara (www.facebook.com/memoriescollector)
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Cliché.

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The word stuck with me ever since, due to bad weather (as in pouring rain), me and my master photographer Dorel had to change our shooting location to a place I wished I didn’t take pictures at – as in the entire population of this city has taken pictures there.
But all is well when it ends well …and funny – the two of us and many fishermen in the wee hours of a Saturday.
But back to the main course… Most of the things surrounding me lately feel like a cliché – could that please change? It is always such a nice surprise when something new happens, when I meet inspiring people (polite is great too, and also honest), when I read something mind blowing or when a day is calm from morning to night. But these events are like rare breeds, so cliché is just an extremely polite compliment to what actually is going on. On one side I appreciate the great people & moments in my life much more, on the other side, instead of being less disappointed I am disappointed even more.
So the only thing I can do is try to better myself. I rarely succeed, but I am happy to even try. I am pretty restless so patience is probably my weakest point. But maybe, just maybe, one good day, all the hard work (which might seem easy from the outside) might be rewarded. So I’ll keep on trying. And hope for the best.
By the way 1 – I was trying to do something new a few weekends ago, so after 20km of cycling I tried to go uphill with my bike. 100m later and I take a fall – I proudly present my injured knee. Of course I cried and I complained. Even so, it was a great day and I hope to do it soon again.
By the way 2 – I love this dress.
xoxo
pictures by Dorel Danci
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