(Ne) volim Najlon // I do (not) like Nylon

Subota 08.40 am, početak savršenog dana, budim se sama od sebe (jedina prednost dayjob-a), pa latte u domaćoj radinosti uz lenjo iščitavanje Vremena u krevetu. Iako nisam planirala, prolećno novembarsko vreme napolju ohrabrilo me je da ipak odem na Najlon pijacu. Teško žabu u vodu naterati. Krenula sam tako sa standardnim prečešljavanjem i taman kada sam krenula da se dohvatim novčanika kako bih investirala 70 dinara u fluffy džemper(kojima sam inače opsednuta još od Robyn - Call Your Girlfriend), na svoj užas, shvatam da ga nema. Ni lične karte, ni pokazne, ni kartica, ni fotki dragih ljudi, niti svih onih drangulija koje skupljamo po novčanicima. U besu se zaklinjem da me Najlon duže vreme neće videti.

To vam je kao i sa svim porocima, obećanja kratko traju. Došla sam kući i shvatila koliko sam ustvari lepih stvarčica izbunarila u proteklih par nedelja, pogotovo kada je reč o cipelama. Ovo pokazujem samo zato što se tešim. Nisam thrift whore, majke mi.

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Saturday 08.40 am, a beginning of a perfect day, I wake without an alarm clock(the only perk of having a dayjob), then follow with DIY latte and magazines. Although I haven't really planned it, spring-like November weather outside had tricked me into going to Nylon flea market, once again. A weekly habit I'm fighting against, mostly because of my rapidly shrinking living space. If I keep up dragging bags of clothes from Nylon every week, I'm soon going to end up like those people from Buried alive TV show. Anyway, I was just about to invest 70 dinars(less than 1 euro) in some fluffy sweater(I've been obsessed with those since Robyn - Call Your Girlfriend) when I realized that someone took my wallet. My bad habits doesn't end at uncontrollable thrifting, I tend to keep all my personal documents, monthly public transport pass, as well as photos of dear people in my wallet. Pissed, I swear Nylon will not see me for some time.

Well, I guess it's the same with all addictions - promises are not worth much. I came home, still raging, and realized how many beautiful things I have found at Nylon flea market in last couple of weekends. Especially when it comes to shoes - I'm showing these off just because I'm trying to get over my lost wallet and all the stuff from it. I'm not a thrift whore, I swear.


2x Bally (jedne jahaće, jedne oxfordice, oboje savršeno udobne) za ukupno 600din. Dugo tražene creepersice za 100, a chunky klompe za 200. Dinara. // Bally x2(one riding boots, other caramel flats), both for 6 euros. Long searched for creepers for 100 and chunky clogs for 200. Dinars.


Ipak, omiljeni komad su mi ove Miu Miu salonke, jedine cipele koje imaju pravo i treba da budu ružne. Na dobar način, ako razumete šta hoću da kažem. Pogotovo za 400 dinara. Podsećaju me na dva jazavičara, mislim da ću smisliti posebno ime za levu, a posebno za desnu. // Still, my favorite find are those Miu Miu heels, the only shoes that have a right (whatsoever, shoud be!) ugly. In a good way, if you know what I mean. Especially for 400 dinars (4 euros). They remind me of two dachshunds, I think I'm going to name each shoe separately.

I neće me Najlon duže vreme videti, obećavam...makar do sledeće subote :) Uostalom, možda neko bude prodavao moj novčanik. Ili pokaznu. Ili slike dragih ljudi. // And I swear Nylon will not see me for some time. Or, at least, till next Saturday :) Maybe someone will be selling my wallet. Or my public transport pass. Or photos of people I love.


Not a trick, just a treat

Maskenbale volim oduvek, i ne treba me puno nagovarati. Sve je počelo tako što sam na Najlon pijaci naletela na lakovanu torbicu u obliku tv-a, sa sve grafikom inspirisanom Roy Lichtenstein-om umesto ekrana. Nekoliko crnih markera i veštačkih trepavica kasnije...et voila! // I have always been a huge fan of costume parties, and it's quite easy to fool me into one. It all started when I bumped into a TV-like bag at Nylon flea market, with Roy Lichtenstein-inspired graphic instead of a screen...couple of black permanent markers and fake lashes later...et voila!

Hajpujte, pa da mene American Apparel daruje :)



Ipak je bio radni dan, svi smo bili umorni, ali mislim da se ne vidi koliko je malo vremena (a puno kreativnosti :) bilo potrebno za maske... // It was a work day, everyone was quite tired, but, hopefully you can't tell how little time (yet a lot of creativity) has been invested into these costumes....


A najhipsterskiji brend u istoriji, American Apparel, organizovao je na Lookbook-u takmičenje za najbolju Halloween masku. Ove godine bili su najpopularniji skeleti, Black Swan i Lady Gaga...evo mojih favorita, znam da možda nisam najbolja, ali glasajte za mene, hocu nesto lepo iz AA :) // American Apparel, probably the most hipsterish brand ever, organized a Halloween costume contest on Lookbook. This year's favorites include skeleton boys, Lady Gagas and Black Swans...this is my choice, I might not be The Best but please vote my costume, as I really want to win some nice AA goodies :)


Richie Tennenbaum <333



Jesen u mom gradu

Možda zvuči kao naslov osnovnoškolskog sastava, ali je Milanu i meni bio dobar povod za još jednu blogersku kaficu. Petrovaradinsko podgrađe, prelepo i u kišno i sivo subotnje jutro, bilo je savršena pozadina za naše slojevite kombinacije. Nismo se dogovorili, a kao da jesmo - layering je bila ključna reč za oboje.

Ja sam, po običaju, kasnila (Milane izvini :), ali okrivite moj vintage YSL žaket. Iako sam već prethodnog dana smislila (i spremila!) autfit, to jutro me je ovaj paun naprosto molio da ga povedem u šetnju. Naravno, promenila sam odluku u poslednjem momentu i eto trčanja u štiklama.

U Milanov džemper odmah sam se zaljubila, jer je dovoljno prozračan da otkrije sav asesoar i slojeve ispod njega, ali onako suptilno. Poneo je i cvet, kao i svaki pravi džentlmen.


Kao i svaki pravi product of the 80s, i ovaj žaket ima oooooogromne naramenice. Što nipošto nije loše, samo znači da ga je trebalo propisno uravnotežiti u donjem delu - ja sam se odlučila za masivne platforme. A da ne bih izgledala kao neko ko je zalutao sa audicije za Star Track, potrudila sam se i da maksimalno omekšam stroge linije kroja. 


Milan nosi Pull and Bear džemper // American Apparel t-shirt // Topman sako // Dannimac mantil // Bershka pantalone // Zara patike // DIY cvet

Ja sam u šetnju povela vintage YSL Rive Gauche žaket // košulju sa Nylona // H&M šorc // ASOS torbu // Mango platforme // džemper od Kineza 





Poverljivo iz L.A. // L.A. Confidential

...je možda Lanin omiljeni film, i ne trudi se da to sakrije. Ona je hipsterka iz Bruklina, a oblači se kao holivudska zvezda starog kova, iz doba kada su prirodno oblikovane krivine, što na kosi, što na telu, imale prednost nad botoksom i silikonima. I nije bitno što želi da verujemo da je siromašno dete iz trailer park-a, a ima bogate roditelje. Sve u prošlom vremenu je uvek lepše i sladje. Lana Del Rey to dobro zna i zato se svesno poigrava ikonama američke prošlosti - ona pin-up devojku iz kamiondžijskih snova oblači u glamur starog Holivuda. A pošto je Lana loša devojka, ona dodaje i malo ghetto začina.

Blogeri su je dočekali na nož, jer se, zaboga, usudila da ima umetnički alter-ego. Od kada je to greh u popu?!

Ustvari, jako je zabavno što besni indie doajeni i militantne feministkinje, zaslepljeni njenim oblinama, optužuju Lanu za neoriginalnost i uspeh preko izgleda, pri tome ne shvatajući samoironičnost njene pojave. Lizzy Grant, kako je pravo ime Lane Del Rey, sigurno sve to gleda sa strane i smeje se. Publicitet je ipak publicitet.

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...might be Lana's favorite movie, and she's not trying to hide it. She's a Brooklyn hipster that dresses like an old Hollywood movie star from the time before botox and silicones (collagen in her lips is irrelevant, trust me). It doesn't matter that she's a rich kid wanting us to believe that she's white trailer park trash. Everything in past tense is always sweeter and better. Lana Del Rey knows that very well and that's why she's doing such a good job at playing with the icons of the American past - she's dressing an every-trucker's-dream pin-up Barbie in an old Hollywood glam. Adding a dash of ghetto spice, 'cause Lana is a bad girl.

She certainly did not get a warm welcome from bloggers, because she dared to have an alter-ego. Since when is that a sin in pop music?!

Actually, I find a lot of fun in angry indie doyens and militant feminists trying to discredit Lana for her not being original enough (what does that word actually mean in the modern world?) and succeeding because of her looks. They are obviously blinded by her curves, because, otherwise, they would see the true self-irony and sarcasm in both her image and her songs. I bet Lizzy Grant, a.k.a. Lana Del Rey is somewhere having the last laugh. There's no such thing as bad publicity.


Za kraj, da biste shvatili koliko je bespotrebno trošiti mastilo i hartiju (virtuelnu, doduše) na hajku na Lanu, samo je poslušajte. // In the end, just listen to her, to realize how irrelevant all the ghost chase after Lana is.