I have never thought I would fall in love with… working out. What stopped me earlier? Well, I had some doubts before I finally gathered myself to buy a membership at the local gym.
Here is a nice perfume I have been using for the past couple of years. Or the versions of it from Dior. I bought the first one just after A. stumbled upon a sample at Vogue magazine and made me smell it.
It was a gorgeous fragrance indeed –
Remember an episode in Sex and the City that’s called “Valley of the Twenty-Something Guys”, where most of the men under 30 are considered to be teenagers, almost children? That’s how I was and I am treated in US, UK and all over Europe. And I love it.
I have worked with a fair amount of beauty / style / lifestyle / fashion bloggers. And let me tell you, I’ve found some interesting pattern. Most, not all of course, of those bloggers were extremely self-concentrated: ‘What I ate for breakfast’, ‘My autumn vibes’, ‘My spring outfits’, ‘My trip to Paris’.
Today I am launching my blog. I am not a poet and what makes it even worse – English is not even my native language. So, I have some fair doubts on success of my posts and writing. A thing, which I probably should not tell you.