Out in Manchester

It must be the tight space on this flight or the early get up at 3am this morning. I was going to write some profound and life changing but I will rather show you a few pictures instead. This is one of my favourite summer outfits for being out and about in my favourite city…

Little black dress

The feeling when you stand in front of the wardrobe feeling like there is nothing you can wear. Thirty minutes later and with a room full of clothes scattered all over the floor I have grabbed a lifesaver. A little black dress. I added a red bag and high heels. I felt fabulous that night.

Wet Weekend…

🙄 When I saw the weather forecast for the weekend I decided not to believe it. And indeed it was another wet weekend in Wales… the problem is that my Jack Russel terrier hates wet weather and refuses to put her paws outside. This weekend I have tasted literally all coffee shops in North Wales…

Sand in my shoes

There is nothing that can top a day at the beach. Maybe a day at the beach with a well stocked ice cream van nearby! One stracciatella please! Formby beach is definitely my favourite beach in the UK. It’s got the soft sand dunes, the forest paths, the sweet dogs of all shapes and sizes…

When you fall in love

It felt exciting. It felt sad to be leaving. I still remember smell I freshly prepared seafood, warm summer breeze running through my hair and a hot sun rays smiling at me. I walked, got lost, found beautiful hidden corners, played pétanque and sipped on a cool lemonade. I watched boats coming to the harbour….

Land of ice and cold

I hate cold weather. So I decided that a good place to start writing my article about Iceland would be a creperie in the harbour of Saint Tropez. So here I ordered a scoop of my favourite stracciatella ice cream to cool of on hot summer afternoon and started to put the memories and impressions…

There is always first time…

First time to visit Devon. And so I did. And I survived the five hour drive and there I finally was on Friday evening. The next day I put on my most comfy retro shoes (they look old and knackered but they are just made look old) and a comfy shirt and headed to Clovelly,…

Taxi to the airport please!

The other day when I came home after yet another 12 hour work day and found only empty fridge with a sad looking half eaten pizza and a massive pile of dirty laundry I decided that it is about time I have a few days off. I booked some flights and I am going to Prague!

And I am NOT going to be good. My plan involves eating lot of cake, wearing red Converse sneakers and ripped jeans, taking way too many daft Instagram pictures and feeding my shopping obsession.

And there is another bonus, I can be annoying and wish everyone happy weekend already on Tuesday. I am packed and the taxi to the airport is going to be here in a few minutes…

Weekend with a Pug

I don’t know how I got myself into it but I have ended up with a pug for the weekend. Pugs should come with manuals and set of earplugs. Manuals on how to explain to him that sofa is really not a lamppost, that lost sandwiches found on the side of the road are not an afternoon snack, postmen are actually quite nice people and Saturday paper is supposed to stay in one piece. And maaan, they snore like an old sailor!…

Total Nerd Sometimes

I feel like a total nerd sometimes… I can discuss search engine optimization for hours but sit awkwardly quiet at the hairdressers. I am super punctual (one minute delay freaks me out) but arrived one hour late on the first date with my husband. I am awkward in front of the camera. My face is too narrow. My eyes are too wide apart. Ha, ha, maybe not so bad, but you get my point… I put on my favorite sweatshirt and jeans (that have a hole in the knee bigger every time I put them on) and do a few quick poses by the garage. These are just before I burst into laughter. Then I jumped in the car next to my hubby and headed to town.