Princess in the woods: Don't save me!

Princess in the woods: don't save me!
Or how to abjure your own boring reality and substitute it for a more fancy and simple at the same time.

I sometimes like to think of myself as a princess that got lost from her original (royal!!) family and now tries to live up to her natural-born-with standards. However, it's obvious that being as lazy as I am is another thing to consider, therefore not having to bundle up in jewelry and high heels sometimes seems an oasis of happiness. This is why, when I picked this stunning evening gown from Edressy, I instantly knew how I'd pose in it.
The dress is a perfect blend of long, ravishing silk, perfectly crafted cleavage and a lovely assortment of sequins and pearls. The diamond shaped cut in the back is so refined, yet extremely sexy(smokin').

Until the next time, go get yourself lost in the wild with a beautiful dress and no shoes. See how it feels!

In between stages

It's officially summer 

and I'm officially free of any duties whatsoever!

I am happy to announce that I'm done with my finals (the last one was yesterday) and I can now focus on much more important things, such as sleeping, reading, swimming, running (which I've missed like crazy) and simply laying around. It is, after all, my last summer free of worries until I start college.

In another order of thought, these are the first pics with my new 50 mm lens ( I've been craving this little sucker for quite a while now) and my new hair color ( whiskey on the rocks, please!! ). I feel like I'm developing into a new person and it's quite a good vibe.

However, stay fabulous and love on, as I'm now leaving for a lovely evening to celebrate a friend's 21th birthday.

Cheers, mates!

Toque, or the long awaited graduation

Well, I will not say this in too many words, as words are simply superfluous. My last highschool adventure ended with toques flying in the air. And even though we rushed our robe ceremony (I'll get the chance to repeat it when I finish college), it was a very heart-warming moment: getting an award for the "English Person of the Class" and watching my best friends get "crowned" Valedictorians were things that made me feel proud and ended the 4 ( 8 if you count junior high) years I spent between the walls of "Ion Maiorescu" National Highschool.

To all of my classmates, see you in ten years!

To all of my friends, come to England for free accommodation!

Hippie Hippo

And here's yet another old shoot with the same jeans you saw in the past post (which are now saddly ripped and un-wearable for eternity).

However, this time I'm simply going to let the pictures speak for themselves and let you enjoy one of my favorite (and oldest) pair of heels ever!

A woman's affair

Oups! Seems like I said I would post this yesterday and I kind of missed the deadline. It's been happening to me lately: skiping deadlines, missing appointments, forgeting promises. I'm just too stressed. I'm even too tired and lifeless that I can't strike a pose for an outfit post. However, it seems like I'm not always that careless (thank you so much, past me, for taking these gorgeous pics!!). Upon rearranging my computer files (because yes, procrastination), I discovered that I had yet to unleash some of my past looks, even one from the Basic Item series I was promising before I left for Craiova.

As for the look, you might say it's not that me. And it actually isn't. I am in love with color, more or less, and I always add that touch of crazy and chic in all of my outfits, but it seems like I went for a more mature look in this one. I don't really remember the story I wanted to tell with this outfit, not because it was too long ago, but because it's so simple, yet refined, that it invites anyone that sees it to think of a story.

Today, I think that this semi-transparent blouse is the perfect item for a business woman: soft and delicate in the front, and edgy in the back. You know, like in that quote. Who's quote? The Iron Lady's, of course!

Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren't.

Some Gentlemen and their sons

Some Gentlemen and Their Sons... Or the story of an unplanned outfit. You might also learn to remember it as the tale of how you should never pack light.

So how does the telling go? Well, this Friday, I arrived in Bucharest to spend some quality time with Prince Charming and relax a little bit. We were planning to go to some museums but, thanks to me forgetting my ID home and bad weather, we ended up in a calm and retro pub in the Old Center of Bucharest, called, as the title suggests: "Some Gentlemen and Their Sons". The place is very nice, it has reasonable prices and I suggest you pay them a visit in case you take a stroll through the capital of Ro.

But the tale's moral wasn't this, but the fact that if it weren't for my hoarding-like packing, I would have been obliged by the situation to either go out in a skirt and heels or face the world in my sweats. Because, yes, it was raining! So from now on, in case you are not required by law (there would be ways around that too), never pack light!

A modern fairytale

Let me tell you a story. A story about how "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" and how each and every little thing can become not only a piece of art, but a variety of pieces of art.

Now continuing...

I never agreed with my mother's taste in fashion (maybe only in her twenties, when she would create herself some lovely outfits), especially now that she no longer embraces her femininity and goes for elderly looks, and especially with the clothes she buys for me. However, as soon as she buys a new piece, I somehow manage to either borrow it from her or steal it (or how I call it :"borrowing without a deadline"). I am not quite sure why I do this, but it's somehow thrilling to see my fascination and need to mix and match these items even more than anything I buy for myself.

The same thing happened last week, when my mother arrived home with this dress and a cardigan: they were a set. The cardigan is cute, but the dress seemed too bland... I might even say monotone. But this was even more of a challenge: it wasn't your average basic piece, but it was a great piece all together. My mind was filled with ideas on how to mix and match it so I took the opportunity of creating the perfect outfit inspired by city streets.

So what does this outfit say? It says everything about layering, about being feminine with an edge and about proving the impossible: dresses go well with pants. For me, this was a great alternative for letting my feet freeze in the weird weather that's currently residing in Giurgiu.

Now, stay tuned for part 2 of my challenge of mixing and matching my mom's green basic dress.

To new beginnings!

Happy New Year, my lovelies! May 2013 be your year and may you get the chance to fulfill all of your deepest dreams and desires!
The reason I am writing today and haven't written with regard to last year is the fact that I adore starting fresh, getting a clean cut from everything in the past. I cannot say I haven't learned anything in the last 12 months nor that it has been anything but an amazing year, but I feel that these future 4 seasons will be more than extraordinaire!
I hope you celebrated the passage from yesterday to today properly ( meaning exactly as your heart desired) and that you'll remain fabulous!
See you tomorrow with the outfit I wore for New Year's Eve!

2 years of glamming

Hello, lovelies! Nice to see you after so much time. This time, I'm going to try to bring you up to date with a couple of events from the past week.
On Thursday, invited by the lovely Stefana Chivoiu from Delazero advertising company, I attended the event called "2 years of glamming", which celebrated 2 years of Remington's Romanian blog, Remington Style, and it's award of public's favorite. Since I am such a fan of hair products and such a lousy personal (aka my own) stylist, I thought it would be a great opportunity to learn some new things and maybe figure out in which beauty gadget I should invest in next.
The evening was lovely and I got to meet some new friends with whom I will hopefully meet up at future events too! Sorry about the lack of pictures though and my face in them, but busy days get the best of me (and forgetting my make-up bag at home never helps either).

New beginnings and fresh starts

It's been exactly a month since my last post and I must say that, even though this pause hadn't been planned, it came pretty much in handy! I've realised what I want from my blog and where I want to take it. 

Besides that, it's been a heck of a holiday, with the most amazing Christmas and the most wicked New Year's Eve. I hope you all the best wishes for this new year and hope to grow along with all of you and meet as many wonderful people as I can.

I leave you with the photos I have from NYE and hope to get the ones from Christmas soon enough!

Shoes courtesy of Next UK

Kulturhaus

Taking a small break from my list of EYP regarding posts, I'll let you in on my weekend in Bucharest with my two friends , Perry and Merry :)
We went out on a girls night out and stayed in on a girls night in . And we had tons of fun : we gossiped ,laughed and chatted all the night . Or maybe not ,since I fell asleep at 1 a.m.

Spring

It's really starting to look like spring and it feels so good ! But it's awful that during this exact period I have to study for all my finals and catch up to all school objects and stuff. But today I got a little time and decided to take some photos of my outfit (today I felt the need to dress up and be in harmony with the sun ) .
Sorry for the short post : I'm off to Chemistry and History !

Little guilty pleasures

Eating macaroons,chocolate ,ice cream , stuffing yourself with lasagna or pizza , buying that amazing pair of shoes, drinking an over-expensive latte : they are all little guilty pleasures I like to feast on . I take the luxury of buying myself an over-priced nail polish when I feel the need to pamper myself.
But eating or shopping : they require either a large amount of money or an amazingly fast metabolism. And unlucky me does not possess any one of them. So I have burried myself under tons of serials ! I have watched dozens of seasons so far : I've been among ghosts ,vampires , serial killers and between love ties and psychological disasters . My room has been invaded ,one by one , by monsters and lovers alike.
These feel so guilty because they use up so much of my time , but they make me never feel down. While watching serials, I feel like I'm on morphine.