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Hi Fellas!

So I've been thinking about it for a while now and I've finally made up my mind - I've spent amazing four years on Blogger, but it's time to move! 

Feel welcome to visit my new blog - https://monycaandstuff.wordpress.com/

Trendy 2016

 Chociaż rok 2016 nas nie rozpieszczał i nawet w ostatnich tygodniach swoich rządów zabrał cudowne postacie to mimo całego zła wyrządzonego światu i ludzkości - na prawdę, rok 2017 nie mógł mieć postawionej poprzeczki jeszcze niżej. Mimo wszystko trzeba patrzeć na jasną stronę mijającego już roku - dla mnie były nią tegoroczne trendy i modowe nowości, więc zapraszam was na moje podsumowanie trendowych hitów 2016!

Couregiem i typowy klasyk - biała koszula, czarna marynarka - nie muszą być w idealnym rozmiarze. Do tego czerwona szminka i look dopełniony!

Ermanno Scervino pokazuje, że klasyka jest zawsze w modzie. 

Marc Jacobs i cudowna katana z przypinkami, wzorami! Love! W końcu wracają punkowe klimaty w wyrafinowanym stylu.

Możemy poświęcić choć chwilę tym cudownym białym butom? Może nawet dłuższą chwilę, bo są przecudowne! Hood by Air, Galvanize collection. 

Sculptor postawił w tym sezonie na wyróżniające się czapki z daszkiem! Dla miłośników stylowych nakryć głowy jest to i powinno zostać jednym z must have!

Low Classic bardzo dobrze wie czym są dobre nadruki na t-shirtach! Moim ulubionym był widoczny na zdjęciu głośno informujący o tym, że większość mężczyzn to jednak wciąż chłopcy. 

Costiume National i przeźroczyste tkaniny do kreacji w jednym kolorze. Takie awangardowe dodatki dodają pazura i interesującego wyglądu kreacji. 

Pooja Mor w cudownym make-upie przed pokazem Dolce&Gabbana - 2016 był rokiem zabierania, lecz w trendach makijażowych wyszło nam to na dobre, bo w końcu zaczynamy zauważać, że less is more!

Ader Error przywrócił okulary w okrągłych kształtach i delikatnych obramówkach. Co więcej szerokie chokery wróciły do łask, choć nie jest to trend dla wszystkich - tym odważniejszym polecam do podkręcenia looku. 

Understatements

           Sometimes I got this weird feeling that I got lost somewhere while browsing the internet. It happens a lot lately since I have a little bit more free time than I used to as I finished my last year of high school. However, after few minutes spent on Facebook suddenly my eye got caught by a page of my acquaintance  - a  girl that recently has taken up modeling in the same agency that I work for as a model, photographer and a scout. I met her few times before - she is a little bit too tall (although she is sure that sshe is not taller than 182cm, but in fact she is around 185cm tall), way too fat - as an ordinary girl her measurements are totally fine, mabye even great, but, ekhm, hello - she wants to be a real model so 65cm in her waist is just screaming "please stop eating sweets". Not even saying anything about 95cm in her hips... Modeling industry just cannot accept that - and if you can't loose weight - just stop trying because it means that you are just not made to be a model. Her hair also was in a really bad condition - no girls ombre is not yay, it is totally nay when it comes to modeling (and to day to day life, you don't look cool but stupid as if you forgot to color your hair for months!). So summing everything up she is a total new face who doesn't even know a smallest bit of the real modeling industry. And you know what? That's totally fine! This is what agencies are for! To teach you everything, tell you what you should do to improve your career. Everything would be fine if she didn't feel as a top model.
         Getting back to the topic of her fanpage - she has already let everyone know that she is a very good, professional model. When it comes to me - it is okay, I don't care, moreover I don't even give a single shit about it. Through five years of working as a model I have never ever bosted so hard about my job. Being serious I have never met anoyone who said that it is the best job in the whole world. Just being serious - it is hard, exhausting, but addicitive just like a drug. When you start modeling and get to know the industry from the inside although mabye you don't even like it you won't be able to get out of it just because you will never want to. Noone quits modeling because he or she wants to, but most of the professional models don't say that they love their job and everything about it is perfect, because it is not. So the girl apart from boasting around, which is annoying, also doesn't listen to what the photographer says. She thinks that the person making pictures is there for her and not that she should do what the photographer asks for. Okay her legs covered in fake tan also don't want to listen to anoyone, although everyone asks her why her legs are so orange. Nevermind.
           Surffing through her profile I got on a page where random people can ask her questions. Apart from finding out that she is even dumber than I thought (I'm sorry but not knowing some of the most famous poets or writers is just a crime for me and using way too much of acronimes makses everything sound even worse) she also is "preparing for Europe, because Asia is way worse than a real modeling job" - said the girl that has never been in Asia and has no real experience. I have nothing else to say apart from that I'm really sorry for her. When she finally get a contract behaving like that all I can do is wish her luck, because if she would be my roommate after first sentence like that I wouldn't want to talk with the new face top star best model ever anymore. I like new faces because they are fres, not damaged in any way by years of modeling, but if a new face behaves like a douchebag... Just don't come near me - I'm pretty sure that I'm allergic to those kind of people.

What does the limelight blot out?

 

All of us know the pretty faces from the covers of the magazines. Their beautiful eyes, perfect skin, wide smile, skinny posture. Getting to the world of modelling seems to be one of the most desirable things among youth. But after one becomes acquainted to this specific “dream” occupation it turns out not to be a bed of roses. 

                 

Most of people starting a modelling career are just kids, waiting for years to pass faster, to grow taller, trying to be more and more skinny, not sleeping the nights trying to imagine how great feeling it is to look at yourself at the cover of the magazine. Been there, done that.  After all the sweet things seen in the television, read in the magazines or on some websites I was full of excitement going on my first modelling contract to Bangkok. And then, all of a sudden, my whole world perception collapsed. They said it was normal, ordinary, that it is me who came out of the blue with some fossil outlooks about my peers.

               

 

            Being used to thinking that drugs are bad and people drinking alcohol everyday are those under serious problem and should receive special treatment I was treated as if I was a freak. It was acceptable, moreover, entirely normal if someone was getting not drunk – wasted, every single day. Doing drugs also wasn’t seen as a bad thing. The most important things was to be as skinny as possible. They could do anything to keep the perfect size zero. Being on a diet, or even not eating at all just to please the bookers, to get more jobs and to finally hear that you did good job, and that you are worth something. After hours of working everyday going to the club to earn some extra money, because pocket money wasn’t enough for food, everything was being spend on public transport. Trying to smile when you have a bad day, jumping in too small shoes and behaving as if everything was just fine after hearing all those mean words thrown in your face by clients. Bearing the pressure and all of the mentioned above just to earn maybe not even 100 dollars for three months. 

                What is the saddest thing about people who decide to earn for a living being a model? They are inconceivably smart, but they had no chance to find full employment in their countries for various reasons. All of them needed money.  One of my model-friends is a lawyer, another one needed to earn money to pay the tuition fee in order to finish her psychology university. Being dragged in the modelling industry it is hard to get out of this rat race. Every single disadvantage seems to be repaid in the moment when you see yourself on the cover of the magazine. It can bring a smile to your face but it will never make you forget what you have been through. 

              

                   Models are the most independent, lonely, stranded, but still emotional and helpful people I have ever met. Although people decide to leave modelling behind  - it have a huge impact on who they become. From a kid living in a fool’s paradise they change into an independent, strong person who can put up with everything and deal with the biggest problems.

                What does the limelight blot out? Tears, pain and the desperate rat race to perfection.

Quick sneak of ss16

SS16 began so let see what this year will be like in fashion.

Bangkok my love