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// Vesuvius
// Are you a ghost 
// Or the symbols of light
// Or a fantasy host?

Ovaj naslov, što zbog sjajne pesme Sufjana Stevensa kojom se u poslednje vreme drogiram, što zbog užarenog asfalta napolju. Već sam vam kukala, i nemam nameru da ponovo lamentiram što smo pravo iz čizmi prešli u sandale. Čizme su tu, i prosto je neverovatno da su ove fotke nastale pre koju nedelju. Proleće sam, za sada, primetila samo po polenskoj kijavici, izgleda da će lepa kolekcija cipela (ne čizmi, niti sandala) dobiti priliku da se šepuri samo na - blogu.

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This title, both for brilliant Sufjan Stevens and his song I've been so addicted to lately and melting asphalt outside. I've already done my share of nagging, and I don't intend on lamenting again how we went straight from winter boots to flip-flops and it's only April. Okay, the boots - it's unbelievable that these photos were taken just couple of weeks ago. I can tell it's mid-spring only by my pollen allergy, as it has already become the announcement of a nuclear Summer to come.  Seems to me that this blog is going to be the only place where my shoe collection (shoes - not  boots, nor sandals!) is going to be seen. 

DIY perspex knuckleduster rings // hardware store rings // OASAP crescent necklace // Legend white shirt gray boucle vest from my mum // Peacock's trousers // Zara zipper boots