I don't want to be a cheerleader

We`re breaking boundaries. And we`re not doing the same old little cliché of, "Oh, cheerleaders are dumb, so let`s make fun of them".

No, darling, no one is messing with the cheerleaders! 

Never mess with the cheerleaders, they'll make you fall in love with them.  So step back, think again and go dye your hair. Or lose some weight. Or eat a ton of Spaghetti Millanesse.

In fact, do something they think you will never do: make a change to yourself, change yourself and make you the best you you would like to know! Don't ever think of how it will be seen by them, but how it will be seen by you, how your mirror will take it and most importantly, how your ego will take it.

Finding your style

Finally some time in front of the computer for something else than writing essays . I came back to Giurgiu on Sunday and I'm still trying to get back to my usual sleeping schedule. Loved the EYP. More details in the next post ,since I don't have all photos now .
By the way , these are photos of some chocolates I made for my friends : they're dark chocolate with mint and poppy.
You probably remember that in my last post I was talking about a great source I use for inspiration : Chiara . But how could I use inspiration properly , not copying her style , if I didn't have my own . I am not going to lie and say that I have already developed a style of my own . I still search and still make mistakes. I probably love a mix of elegance and laziness , but no one will be surprised if I show up wearing sport's tights and sneakers . I usually wear discrete make-up , just some shaddows in the proper places. But I sometimes exagerate and wear tons of make-up , because I am somehow of an excentric.