Escape Into Yourself And Then, Well, On The Beach

July 15, 2016

Do you know the “Dixit” card game? I am so not a board games kinda gamer, I can literally fall asleep while waiting in line watching. The board! The same board. With Dixit, though, it’s different. 

It triggers your imagination.

This is what happened with the picture above, too. My mind just went from the peak of the rollercoaster vrrroooomm through a bunch of “loops” and in a matter of seconds I thought “Hm, a place where a friend and I could stand still in ripped (at the buttox, full ripped buttox) classic jeans, bikini top and, hopefully – or not – bikini bottoms, hold a surfboard (surfboard, surfboard, it’s been a long time, what) even though none of us know how to surf, look at something rather splendid (in an awaited, but chill way kinda way) and enjoy whatever it is we want to enjoy in a place we kinda randomly arrived in, but dreamed of once.

Together. At a 3 a.m.

I’ve just projected this into the universe (“3 a.m.”s above and the universe go hand in hand). And maybe, just maybe, I will reedit this with some Instragrammed picture of the above. And then I will tell you exactly what we were looking at and either we knew or not how to surf.

Surfboard, surfboard.

In the meantime, I’m just enjoying the feeling of the feeling described above, after shutting my mind and eyes and dreaming for a second of the beach we’re standing on. An extreme power nap. Of a second. Yup, this is the speed my mind is running at usually. 

This puts me in a good mood.

Are you at the beach now? Doing everything from above? Better? Are you? Arghh. You know what rhymes with “Are you”. My friend Ioana would now tell me: “Cristina, no, I don’t”. And that’s why I love her, but still am not going to say what rhymes with “Are you”. Basically any verb and you. Wink.

Everything you can imagine is real, said Pablo Picasso.

One way or another, at some point or another, in one world or another, I am sure it is. You just have to work on it.

Only chemistry happens. Everything else is what we have to work on.


Ladies and gentlemen, I give you “LOOK OF THE DAY”. A pair of good jeans (and genes), loose hair, bikini top, something good to drink (and eat), something beautiful to look at and to dream about.

See you later, crocodile!

In your mailbox would be ideal, yet in your e-mail is pretty close, yay!
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Hey, this is Cristina Pavelescu wearing a music cassette sweater, decoding (life) style and writing from wherever, yet always living in OZ, a world I invite you into. To smile in front of our screens (and live one day), put any kind of questions, answer in writing (or imagination) and marvel at fashion which is, in fact, style.


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