My Day In L.A.

My Day In L.A.

I've been wanting to do a Day in LA post for a long time now. A few days back, I landed by Prosp, a little antiques store on Beverly Boulevard. That's when I've decided to take my iPhone out and start shooting...

Анджелесе" уже достаточно долгое время, но, почему-то, мне до сих пор это не удавалось. Зато недавно, я оказалось у одного антикварного магазинчика в районе Беверли Бульвар. Именно в этот момент ко мне пришло вдохновение. Я вытащила айфон и начала снимать...

 

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Hello, L.A.

Hello, L.A.

Los Angeles is awesome: it's beautiful, it's creative, it's fun. It's everything I hoped for, and more. It's kinda crazy that I moved to L.A. several months ago, but only now do I find a minute to sit down and write about it...

"Я переехала в Лос Анджелес уже несколько месяцев назад, но у меня до сих пор не было времени просто сесть и написать про ЛА. Если честно, то и сейчас его нет..."

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Goodbye, Summer

Goodbye, Summer

There comes a time in every girl's life, when she has to stop stuffing her face with junk food and focus on her body goals instead. Clearly, for me, summer was no such time. Now that it's September—and I've matured a lot since last month—I am more conscious of the fat I've stored for the upcoming winter, and the fact that winter in the Canaries is still bikini season. So I've decided that it's time to say no to candy shakes (just kidding—it never happaned)...

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Clean Slate

Clean Slate

Do you know that feeling, that growing sense of desperation when you've just seen something you love disappear right before your eyes? You know, like when you've been working on something for several hours, but idiotically never pressed save, so your vengeful computer decided to crash on you to teach you a lesson? That kind of desperation...

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Switch

Switch

Sometimes I ask myself, what kind of a person would I be, if I was able to take emotions out of the equation altogether. To be the kind of woman—a superwoman, if you like—with an on/off switch applicable to anything even remotely resembling that unattractive quality most men seem to find so confusing in its vulnerability. I probably wouldn't listen to music anymore. Wouldn't get lost in the fictionary towns printed on the pages of my childhood, or...

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From Russia, with love: Girl abroad

From Russia, with love: Girl abroad

People are strange when you're a stranger—at least according to The Doors—but it's especially true for some of us living and writing so far away from home. I know from my own personal experience that life abroad, while exciting and unpredictable, can be tough when it comes to interracial relationships, work, and bilingual girl talk...

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Another day, another heat wave

Another day, another heat wave

If June was moderately bearable weather-wise, there were no illusions left after July took over the scene. A never-ending brain fog and a dull headache thumping behind the eyelids, is what's in store for us for the upcoming months. If you have enough sense of mind and self-preservation, you'll be spending that time submerged in...

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Mencey Fashion Rooms: Part 1

Mencey Fashion Rooms: Part 1

Whoever came up with the concept of showrooms must have been a genius, because there's nothing more fun than roaming the rooms of a beautiful hotel that is basically a landmark, all the while stumbling into brand handbags & accessories. If I actually went there to spend money, I'd be done by lunchtime (which is when I got there), but since it's mainly inspiration I was after, I managed to have a little fun without irreparably damaging my credit history.

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November Wine Confessions

I was born in November, that time of the year when the trees look naked and bereft and the Christmas cheer hasn't touched the streets quite yet. That drizzly season when all you want to do is bury yourself in a warm quilt accompanied by a good book and a glass of wine. Children of the fall are like that—we carry a little of that fallen leaves sadness wherever we go.

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Sleepless

Mornings and pretty girls don't match. They don't work together, don't have breakfast together, and, generally, are rarely seen at the same time in the same place. They're just very different people that way. 

It's also one of the reasons why getting up at the crack of dawn is such a miserable experience for me, even if it means taking some awesome shots. That is the only reason why most of my well lit photos are of sunsets, not sunrises. 

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October Fever

While everyone in the world is about to put their leather boots on and have them rudely splattered by the cars cutting through the puddles, I, on my little island, am being hit by what appears to be another heat wave. Which would be completely  cool if it wasn't October and I didn't wear my bejeweled fit-flops every day like some bejeweled fit-flop girl. Even I'm willing to admit that Summer is going out of season.

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Great Expectations

Moving cities can be challenging. Moving cities while being freshly single, is a bitch.

After coming to live in to Santa Cruz, I took on three new habits that started to mark the beginning of my stay: experimenting with digital photography, using male perfume, and watching Sex and the City for at least three hours a day to remind myself that I didn't make a mistake. I was a little lonely and my mood just a little bit noir.

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Not Another Blue December

It's easy to be happy in December. When the mood is light and the earth is covered by a big white blanket, it's easy to get caught by the spirit of things. Even the passing cars are sporting the same snug cozies, shedding the usual reds and greens for the more fashionable white. We decorate the Christmas tree with crystal and fragile looking doily garlands, putting the fairy lights on top to make it look like real magic. This is the time of the year when we surround ourselves with beautiful things.

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By The Sparkly Christmas Tree I Set Down And Wept

On Christmas Eve, as all my friends went back to their families in anticipation of home cooked meals and uncomfortable dinner conversation, I was left alone in my miniature beach apartment. I wasn't going to do anything except watch bad TV all day and sort through the growing stacks of books, since I was going to spend Christmas alone anyway.

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Hello, Winter

Winter is coming. Not in the Game of Thrones kind of way, in an actual way, so in my book, this isn't something creepy. If anything, I was kind of looking forward to it. The sight of footprints in the snow, the crunchy sound beneath my feet; standing in an endless line to get a hit of Glühwein—all that... is not in store for me, so I might as well stop picturing these things and getting all excited.

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