Sing along with me:
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection no, no, no, no...
My dear friends, it would be an impossible task to write down in just one post every single crazy adventure this Naf Naf leather jacket has seen with me throughout the last deacade. From helping me survive high school to pretending to be way cooler and important than I was at my first Academy to countless rock and punk shows, so many filmings, terrible dates and awesome ones, too many travels...and all that even before this blog was born.
If there's one piece I cherish more than anything else in my wardrobe, that would be this legendary jacket.
While writing this post, I turned on pretty loudly The Killers show from Royal Albert Hall which is such a spectacular and energetic concert and that tour is even more special to me because that year I saw them for the first time in Ljubljana and the set list was beyond perfect.
This jacket was there with me and it was completely muddy and dirty after the show was done and then a few weeks after that I managed to mess it up with an insane amount of cotton candy at some fair. Memories.
Oh my, if only you could see the smile on my face right now.
And then there's the warmest DKNY scarf I got / stole from my mom a few years ago and somehow I still don't feel like replacing it with a new variation.
First time I tried it on was when she and my dad came home one day and got me the most incredible and extravagant Vivienne Westwood blazer and skirt. I wanted to cry from happiness. I wanted to scream.
I was 17 and knew that my relationship with style will never be the same again.
At that time I already confidently knew that the only thing I wanted to do was to tell / write / film / share stories and I wanted my clothes to be a reflection of that mindset as well.
A shirt is never just a shirt and sunglasses are never just sunglasses.
I enjoy imprinting myself into all these pieces and then when I see them hanging in my wardrobe, I actually primarily see experiences and so many good vibes (who cares about the bad ones anyways) and that's why I adore documenting this entire journey around my personal style so much.
If you remember my previous outfit post then you may recall me saying how I bought a new oversized sweater at H&M which is almost identical to the one I was wearing that day. And here it is, perfectly fluffy (each time I write down this adjective I remember the scene from Morning Glory when Harrison Ford finally decides to say it with such joy in the end) and in dark purple hues, one of my latest crushes.
And this long necklace was such an amazing surprise from my mom.
A few weeks ago, when I went to Zagreb for a meeting regarding one documentary film, I came to our apartment and while browsing the space to see what's new, I saw something delicate, shiny and long - the necklace.
It was love at first sight.
The very next morning, after the meeting was done, I met my parents and my dad's cousin for drinks and there was a little package waiting for me on the chair. I opened it and there it was - the exact same necklace. Just imagine the happiness.