There is a movie from early 2000 s, that is called “The Confession of a Shopaholic”. It’s a heartwarming, funny comedy, about a girl who is struggling with a shopping addiction, and it has the most cuddly and adorable soundtrack – Don’t forget me by Macy Gray. As I set, curled up in my soft, … More Confession of a Shopaholic OR UGGS in the office.
I have this beautiful tea cup I bought couple weeks ago. It’s designed in pastel colors with floral patterns and it’s shaped like that kid Cup from Beauty and the Beast, and it’s constructed so that drinking anything from it is a pure pleasure, it’s not too thick, not too heavy or too flimsy, holds … More On cups and perfect imperfections
Upon our birth, each of us gets our specific set of expectations, roles, and settings we should fulfill as growing older. We are expected to start walking at a certain age, then talking, after many of us shall start reading and even doing simple math. At the age of roughly 6, we go to school. … More On society, and growing a pair
Proud. Ambitious. With attitude. These words are thrown at me, with a scornful look and an ugly smile. “Why are you so proud all the time!” pronounced with just enough sarcasm to make me cringe a little. “Your ambitions are a wee bit too much, can’t you see?” They tell me, every time … More No less, No more. Me.