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It's a tough life being photographer - from all the pictures that make their way through cable onto the computer only a couple eventually get chosen for the public view. Which one holds the light perfectly and which angle describes the landscape without too much exposure? And most importantly, which one of the lot tells that special story at the very first sight? Continuing my blogging challenge I had a little trouble with choosing the views of 'A place on Earth that is special to me' as this is not a place from the first page of a travel magazine. Pea sized, sleepy village where I spent the best time of my life... my childhood. I grew up in the south of Poland, countryside of river banks, woods, gooseberry fields, apple/walnut trees I used to climb, animals of every sort and sound (with the most incredible pet names they are). Together with my little brother and his friends (oh yes, my childhood was plentiful in testosterone) we were invincible in runs, ball games and unripe (hard as stone) plum fights around neighbouring fields and orchards. At the end of the day we were always in great need of a good wash but happier than any child with more toys or shinier bike. 

There were times when I visited Poland and was unable to spend a day in my childhood village due to severe weather conditions or not having enough time to wander on the fields falling asleep well after the sunset. They were the saddest moments and from then on each year I make space in our family calendar for visiting that railroad village to which my heart belongs.  

P.S. Can you feel the ground wobble? It's me dancing vigorously at the news of my brother visiting us soon. Can't wait to show him my favourite spots and eateries. Spring is definitely coming earlier this year!

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I am an avid blogger and while not writing I'm constantly on a lookout for subjects I'm excited to tell others or experience them first-hand. You see, if you mention a challenge I'll stay glued to the opportunity like a postage stamp to the top of that postcard you meant to send last summer (a bit worn out but strongly holding on). So wandering quietly through blogging platforms and reading latest stories I have stopped browsing at the appearance of the above mentioned word - 30 Day Challenge of telling you more about myself in short sentences and high resolution pictures. Let's get to know each other, shall we?

'Your favourite picture of yourself, three facts and three goals' is marking Day 1.
It's not much a favourite picture of myself but it makes it such because of the two of us smiling for the camera. Taken on holiday in our home country four months before getting married reflects this quiet undisturbed happiness of ours and a thrill of soon being his wife. It makes it special to me as well because of our two baby cousins jumping on us and pulling his shirt out on that visit that seeing how patient and understanding he was made my heart jumping with delight at recreating such sessions with a bundle of our joy (not too sure now ;).   

Three facts about myself... This is harder than I thought! 
1. When I read my favourite magazine I really soak it up from front page to the last. Adverts and motorized section included.
2. I've held a provisional driving licence for the past five years. This is how I got used to being driven and relying on public transport.
3. I got my ears pierced for the first time just a month ago. How I survived without those blinking babies for such a long time, I don't know!

Three goals... hope it's easier. 
1. Start writing regularly and in the world of day to day challenges of being a busy mum and a heck of a lot of other roles I play (of which being a pony to give Nadia a piggyback is the most common) don't let any creative moment go to waste, so picture me dropping a line in between stirring the sauce on a pan or playing hide-and-seek. Oh yeah, crazy blogging mum!
2. Shortening time for sleep (however horrific that may sound!) and committing to rush those lashes from early on in order to earn extra hours for things that cannot be done on a regular basis and are devoured by ordinary day to day activities. 
3. Dust off selection of my cook books to start being adventurous about food and dare to use everything with excitement and hope for tasty results. If you're an avocado, kale or tuna - watch out as your days on the store shelves are numbered. I have been passing you by for far too long!
   
Tomorrow I'll take you somewhere special. x
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 Flower hair slide: Claire's, White roll-neck T-shirt: Vertbaudet, White blouse with flower 
motif: H&M, Black polka dot skirt: F&F, Beige suede boots: Vertbaudet

Serious fashion posts call for serious colours and patterns... no, not really. We can happily play with shades and prints, forget the season adding blooming plants and pose for the camera pretending we are ready to fly on holiday. If you're three year old and over... As much as I am involved in creating tiny outfits I have been thinking about having fun with a 'mama-daughter' matching number. I think it's super cute to turn up (in occasions) looking alike and differentiate in size only. Do you? Hope you'll like what I come up with :) Thanks for visiting the boutique.

P.S. Happy birthday to my wonderful sister-in-law! Party hard!!!
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I swear it was my dream outfit of the day - after that huge shopping spree that ended up in my carrier bags in a delicious shape of a couple of stripy blouses, a hat and a pair of River Island jeans which I can't wait to style. So I dedicate this post to black and white finds of today and secretly hope there's still enough time to use my new hat in a shortage of desirable degrees. Even with studded suede booties the overall outfit is more on the casual side needing no accessories at all. We took the pictures in the evening after I've ripped the tags off and jumped into my new possessions so apologies for the Transylvanian light and lack of background arrangement. I wonder how it would look like while rocking some rain boots... Any thoughts, my fashion bunnies? 
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WHEN YOU'RE A MUM those fascinating features of your child like chubby legs and extra squishy cheeks are requested to stay in this form forever with no exception for variety of never outgrown clothes that get lots of snuggles on more than regular basis. You just want to hit that pause button, freeze those natural wonders and stack them up on shelves for when they as fresh as the day you brought tiny wriggling blanket home to start immeasurable adventure of love. On the other hand you think of all the grown-up journeys that await for you, authentic emotions, conversations that start silly and end up in hugs (or the other way round), coffee mornings and girlie chit chats about the latest must haves and those smokey eyes... 

So even if it's still years before choosing flirty dresses, we started our girlie tradition yesterday - after days of collecting flyers, peeking inside cafes through the windows like mysterious spy's from outside world we've found our sandwich bar and cafe in one to accommodate our weekly coffee dates. Le Munch was clean and cozy, airy and sunny with baking smell floating around leading us embarrassingly towards the counter. Selection of hot meals and snacks was overwhelmingly exciting as the range of daily specials prepared to order outnumbered our hunger! This only means we'll hardly get out of ideas what to have for brunch next time. Eventually we settled on hot baked on-site baguette with mozzarella, tomato and olive filling together with moccaccino drink for me and a nice touch of cream foam in a little cup for Nadia to complement our grown-up meeting. After delicious meal we strolled down the main street visiting thrift and vintage shops, antique stalls too many to count minding those porcelain piles clattering at our every step. 

And so the inner rip continues to fade - I could see us sharing girlie secrets, shoes and handbags, commenting on boys and laughing 'just because' that past stages of yummy chubbiness get sent to this part of myself nobody will ever be able to take away. Where they're all mine, lived up to the last giggle.  
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I have this thing for scarves - as plain or patterned as they can be never ruined my outfit and served faithfully through changing seasons. And never lamented the loss of my interest in favor of newly admired pieces. Another season, another batch of crinkled items on my wish list (secretly loving the green and white stripy one). Next to the representation of all that I adore a hidden fascination of two-toned animal comes out of hiding - is zebra 'in' this season? Nonetheless I'd love to own at least one of the items representing the fauna and if zebra ballet pumps take over I'm all smiles. Last but not least I'm finally heading towards exchanging a multipurpose mummy handbag for a compact, eye catching one since baby bottles, wipes and squeaky toys are no longer the ultimate essential. You know where my eye is traveling... The transition will be spectacular so the only colour I could think of is sunshine yellow. I have got it all figured out.    

Help yourselves:
Sheer scarf with a green stripe print pattern: H&M - already daydreamingly paired with my grey jacket
Braided belt in imitation leather: H&M - reducing colour, shouting with texture
Zebra print leather tote: Next - throw everything in and be ready to go!
Zebra ballet pumps: H&M - for considerable growth of temperature   
Red scarf in a leopard print: H&M - irreplaceable for impulse shopping
Black and white ballet pumps: H&M - comfortable shoes can be turned chic with the right pieces
Zebra print scarf: Next - stripes too many to count but enough to challenge some outfits
Yellow leather pouch bag: Boden - mustard yellow is moved to the front of the closet
Crinkled scarf with a lace trim: H&M - starting new season from the neck down 
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When you get so tired that all you want to do is dig yourself under the sheets and sleep for the rest of the afternoon, our idea to spend this time outside might prove to be crazy. It was indeed but would you resist a sunset at the beach followed by a carrousel ride to the sound of an overjoyed laugh of a toddler? I thought so. It was sunny day leading to red-cheeks-and-noses type of evening and my hair hasn't gone that wild in a while. But we loved every minute of this fascinating relationship of sky, sea and the sand revealing its overwhelming amount of possibilities from leisure photography to making heaps of sand creations. And on those soft pink skies, bright and sparkly carrousel stood out beautifully like a gem in coal with us being the only wind riders looking out for Damian's hat in the crowd of passers by. 

I feared we've extended our cold by the beach escapade (although you would need a calculator to count layers of clothing I sunk in) so I took a long warm bath followed by snuggling into cozy blankets with warm drink in hand while Nadia... didn't really care of any of the above precautions I took. Her colds last hours unlike mine but that's not the story for light-heated.  

On the creative news I've been trying to make this little nook of internet space as much enjoyable to my readers (me included) as possible so some design changes were implemented with a lot more to come in near future (I'm talking days, my dears). And I want to give you a sneaky peak of an art project I'm overjoyed with in hope for my first giveaway! Can't wait!    
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On one of those cold days of late January when you're wrapped up in layers of clothes, queuing with messed up hair and red nose (glad it wasn't running) to find yourself being glanced at by two laughing boys. Like, really identical. I looked around as if saying: 'you laughing at someone else or me?' It was annoying like they were talking about me and burst out laughing once in a while. Especially one of them was a bit too stridently catching my eye. 'Next time our eyes meet I'll show him who he's dealing with', I thought angrily to myself and all I remember was talking to him as he came up to me and introduced himself using clever line like 'Don’t I know you from somewhere?' He definitely didn't but our first chit chat felt so easy going and I really liked the way he made me feel: so cheerful, flirtatious and confident. We exchanged our mobile phone numbers and went our separate ways (he was accompanied by his twin brother). He wouldn't have ever made that call unless... I had done that first because I noticed I gave him the wrong number. I just got my first mobile phone few days ago and simply didn't memorize the number correctly. I knew there was something special about him, so much fun to talk to... I have never regretted making that call.

Just like in Shakespeare plays the early stage of our relationship abounded in whirlwind of mixed emotions expressed so intensely we could hardly keep up with. Young fresh love collided with unfortunate outer circumstances like family affairs, unemployment, dreams that had to be put on hold... And then I went to Germany for six months. By myself. It was the hardest experience to date but I knew I wanted to be with this man and if he would have waited for me - he'd have made me the happiest girl on the planet. I refused to think otherwise and concentrated on der, die, das part of my journey. Guess what? He was there for me and still is. While going through our dating photos, I keep coming back to the one above, taken around summer days of 2007. It means a lot to me because it was taken in the country we've both kept conquering. 

Being loved and cared for as I haven't before is the best thing about being Damian's wife. We're the perfect clash of two opposite worlds gravitating towards each other. Nothing beats our different points of view, tastes, even sleeping and waking times. He makes me laugh hourly and mad daily (sometimes the order changes) but most of all he makes me HAPPY. I love you, Dee - today and always. 

And happy Valentine to us and everyone looking after someone's heart!
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Flower hair slide: Claire's, Roll-neck T-shirt: Vertbaudet, Light checks blouse: Vertbaudet, Jeans shorts: Next

After some of my wildest shopping trips I can totally struggle with squeezing all new clothes into a tiny dresser space Nadia has in our joint wardrobe. Before they even make it to the shelves, they're laid in front of me or hung in the air as I stretch my hand out while inspecting their softness, playfulness or just colour no longer reserved for others. It's kind of a welcoming ritual I celebrate until the first stain or hole. Buying for Nadia is so addictive, combining the old with the new is shouting to me even louder through accessories and textures so I hope you'll like a new feature on the blog - dressing up myself isn't nearly as fun as my little girl, I'll show you how it's done through weekly Pre-School Boutique petite fashion moments (the choice is never easily approved but we're trying ;)

Two tips for little fashionistas: want to wear shorts all winter? Layer up a pair of tights and leggins to keep warm from the waist down. Feeling spring in the air but the blouse is still risky on its own? Hide roll-neck underneath for extra comfort. Thanks for visiting the boutique.
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Things have fabulously changed around here. My site has gone under the cropping tool whose possibilities surprise me each time I lay fingers on the keyboard. I love the minimalistic style I have achieved as a reward of hours of pasting and deleting. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I (temporarily) do. And just by looking at the photos of kids playing in the enormous puddle, you can be sure English weather hasn't spoilt us lately offering tree-bending wind, rain (sprinkle of snow as of today), getting a cold just looking out the window. And I think I have sneezed a couple of times too often to ignore it so excuse me while I bundle up in ridiculously soft blanket and finish a book I have started reading... before Christmas. I'd better hurry, it'll be midnight before I know it.
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People collect postcards, stamps, receipts from their favourite restaurants. I collect tangle of emotions through my photographs and capturing, studying them afterwards makes me the happiest girl on earth especially when the images bring the best memories out. 

Photograph I have chosen for the Printerpix competition celebrating photography together with Tots100 parenting website and giving away a fantastic prize to one lucky blogger is equally funny and heart warming - my three year old daughter playing freesbie and running after the disc with her grandma having the great daisy-sprinkled tract of field all for themselves. I would love to get overwhelmed with such view on daily or weekly basis but it is only so precious in its effortless family fun because of its rarity. Our whole family lives in Poland so when discovering unfamiliar lands while visiting us, they happily create a laid-back, weekend-like atmosphere of laughter and fun much to a great amusement of everyone, especially tiny pair of never pausing feet of my little girl. I love how she is excitedly looking up at her granny enjoying rare playful moments. And my mum-in-law looks ready for everything little doll will come up with on this warm summer day.

"This post is Eli's entry into the Printerpix Photo Competition."
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