Although it’s not a Romanian holiday, since my name’s Patricia, we celebrated St Patrik’s day by having a family meal at the usual Japanese restaurant, Tokyo sushi. The meal started with the usual salmon croquette, then I had ramen and gyoza. My brother had the shrimp katsu, I forgot what my mom’s was called, my grandmother the chicken teriyaki and my grandfather spicy chicken yakisoba. The food was incredibly good, as always. I wish we’d go more often. 
Category Archives: Family
8th of March
I celebrated the 8th of March by having a lovely lunch with my lovely mother at a restaurant called Euphoria Biergarten (I think). I had a salad and she had a soup and then we both debauched in huge desserts. Mine was a chocolate souffle and I can’t remember the name of hers, but it was equally delicious. Today was even better, though, since I got my paws on Hurts’ new album, Exile, which I’ve been looking forward to for a way too long time. The wait was worth it, my ears have reached heaven. Hurts are such an amazing band, my biggest regret is missing their concert at Summerwell last year. 
These are the flowers I received from my mother and my grandparents
I was so happy to find them on my desk. 
Oh, Saturday
Even though I woke up a few hours ago, my body is still has that numb feeling and my eyes keep closing lazily, as if I just woke up. I had an amazing week, it’s almost too good to be true. It was tiring, though, so I wish I could go back to sleep and reward myself with some lazy time, but I have some chores to do (my wardrobe exploded a few minutes ago) and I should really get out of the house soon, for it’s incredibly warm (for February). I’ll leave you with some weekend inspiration and I hope you’ll have an amazing time! 
Thank you for reading! Enjoy your Saturday <3
Who needs a Christmas tree when you’ve got me?

I usually go for sticking some tinsel up my pants and saying I’ve got a tail, but this year I wanted to be as shiny as the tree and what wouldn’t a father do for their daughter?
One of the few good things that come with having split parents is celebrating Christmas twice. Although as I think if it now, it’s more sad than fun actually. Like a constant reminder that you’ll never have a big, loving family to sit in front of the fireplace and sing carols with. But making myself sad wasn’t the point of writing this post, therefore I should stop here.

Typically, I took a picture of the tree before we decorated it, but forgot to take one after. I’ve got a thing for B&W Christmas photography. It tones the tackiness down a little.
Here’s my brother, showing off his (non alcoholic, of course) beer. Proud midget. 
We had a not very traditional dinner and what’s a decorated tree without a cheesy family portrait beside it?
I need to go now for my house is getting filled by relatives and people I had no idea I’m related to, but that’s ok. It’s Christmas. They’d better not touch my cake, though.
Husky diary: Baby’s growing up
My beloved furry companion is slowly growing up. I don’t know if you can tell from the pictures, but he’s almost twice as big since we got him. He’s started to actually enjoy walks, a few weeks ago I had to carry him in my arms to the park and even there he wouldn’t play or run around much. Even though we haven’t started training him much yet, he’s never peed or done anything naughty inside (he’s sleeping and spending most time outdoors, mom doesn’t agree with keeping pets inside
). He’s making me incredibly happy and makes every shitty day brighter. Only thinking about him makes me smile. I feel as if I’m in love with my own dog, haha
Hunter loves hiding between people’s legs and falling asleep there or in their laps. He also loves ham and hot chocolate. He still hates his leash, though. He tries to chew it everytime he gets the chance. I can’t wait to see how he’ll react when he’ll experience his first snow <3 
And here’s me, acting like the proud mommy I am. The pictures are taken the day I’ve achieved one of my greatest victories: making Hunter actually walk along while taking walks. Before he was always whining and I had to carry him around in my arms because he just sat on his fat furry ass and refused to take one step.

One of the cutest things he’s done so far was when I snuck him inside (I was home alone). I was lying on my back on the bed and he hopped on too, climbed on me, put his paws on my chest and he pressed his nose on mine and just stood there for a minute. He just looked in my eyes and glued his nose to mine, I swear, as crazy as this may sound, it was like he was telling me that he loves me as much as I love him. Then he started to lick my face all over and ruined it haha
He’s adorable.
Hunter’s watching you, so beware!
Meet my beautiful baby boy
Hey guys, as promised, I present you my beautiful baby husky named Hunter! He’s a hyperactive six week old ball of fluff filled with love and goofyness! We got him last Saturday and he’s doing a great job adjusting to his new home ![]()

I already love him, but how couldn’t anyone fall in love with such a beautiful, lovable creature? I hope he’ll enjoy his new family as much as we adore him. 
Hunter kisses all my lovely readers and hopes you enjoyed this little introductory post. You’ll hear more about him in the future for sure
Thank you for reading!
I’ll only stay with you one more night
And after that one night, I’ll be greeted by the most beautiful sunrise. Or at least I hope so ![]()
As some of you know, I’ve been twice to the seaside this summer (the perks of having divorced parents). Mom took us to Palma de Mallorca and dad to Crete.
One of my favourite things at the seaside, except for the sea, obviously, are the sunrises. The sunsets are beautiful too, but I find sunrises a lot more romantic. The way the night turns into day, having to stay up or wake early to see them…it makes it all the more special. So, here we go: A Mallorcan and a Cretan sunrise!

The Cretan sunrise looks a lot more spectacular because I was lucky enough to catch some clouds around the sun, but there were incredibly beautiful sunrises in Mallorca too, but I was too sleepy to run to the beach, so I just enjoyed them wrapped in a blanket on the balcony. 
Have you ever been to Crete or Mallorca? Would you like to? Thank you for reading and have an amazing day!
I’ve been bad bad bad!
Horrible blogger alert! I haven’t updated in almost a month again, I am so so sorry! I’ve been experiencing so much in my “real” life lately that somehow I wanted to keep myself as far from the internet world as I could in the hopes of making it last longer. That’s my excuse, at least. I’ve been going out a lot, I met new people, cherished old friends and today is my last day as a sixteen year old, haha. I can’t believe I’m almost an adult when I still feel as naive and childish as ever.
I don’t have any outfits to show you, my dears, but I have some delicious Japanese food instead. If I remember correctly, daddy took me out to celebrate the end of the school year a month ago (bad blogger). I promise I’ll take a lot of pictures tomorrow and I’ll be back on track before you know! For now, let’s drool together over this wonderful food.
Stay hungry, stay foolish!
Join the dark side: We’ve got spiked litas!
Inside that box lays the reason of my sudden outbursts of mad giggling and spazzing this week. Jeffrey Campbell’s Spiked Litas. I’m aware myself you have to be pretty shallow to be so delighted by a pair of shoes, but I’ve been dreaming about them for months. I still can’t believe my eyes they’re really here, they’re really mine. I can finally join the dark side, haha
My babies have been camwhoring quite a bit, as you can see, haha~ Can’t blame them, they’re really photogenic.
They’re so pretty, I can’t wait to wear them!
The heat is still deadly here, what about in your cities, lovely readers? Cool days and a little bit of rain would be a blessing! Thank you for reading and take care!
My home
I think my old home would be more appropriate, but nevertheless, I am going to show you what my home used to look like! We’ve lived in this house for ten years and even though it was really cosy and I had memories with almost every object, we needed something new. So we’re renovating it (well, saying we is a little far from truth since mom is doing all the hard work almost alone, I’m so proud of her) and right now we’ll be living in an apartment for another month or so.
Where the magic happens: my room. It used to be so colorful and filled with tons of stuff, I miss it already. I threw or gave away most of the stuff, I barely have half now. If you want to see more of my room, here’s a post with tons of pictures and explanations.
The second most visited place is the bathroom I guess, haha
I really miss my huge bath tub, the one in the apartment is so tiny compared to it!
My mom and my brother’s bedrooms. We built the house while mom was pregnant with my little brother, so you can see the room is quite childish for a ten year old. His bed didn’t fit him anymore either, haha~
The stairway of doom. I lost track of how many times I slipped and fell, a painful fall I might add.
The livingroom. I don’t really watch TV so I’ve never spent much time in here, unless working out or spending some time in the evening with my family.
The hallway and the second bathroom which we didn’t use much, to be honest.
I’m going to miss my old home, but I’m way more excited about what it will look like after the renovation. As a bonus, this is the view from my temporary room
Breathtaking, you can see the whole city from up here.
Thank you for reading and take care!








































































