Aliments délicieux dans Zagreb

November, 21st

Last couple of days I have been hungrier than usual and due to lack of time, lack of culinary talent and some other excuses I can make on spot, I have started to eat out more and used this opportunity to socialize more with my friends who I have neglected much since I joined the new company.

Since I moved back to Croatia I have been slowly but surely nesting in Zagreb and I tried to find ways to enjoy my city as a different person I am now versus a little girl I was when I left.

When I left to study and to live in US I have grown and matured a lot, my interests changed and while I was away Zagreb has grown and matured as well. He changed. Currently we are trying to develop a brand new relationship, more serious one than before. I think I have started to fall for him all over again, this time I think it might be for life.

Last week my friends Tomislav and Matija and his girlfriend went for a dinner at the city center to fancy Italian restaurant called Stefano located in the historic palace from the beginning of 20ct. the atmosphere was warm and intimate and the service was helpful but discreet.

Other than amazing wine and buffalo stake my male friends loved, I enjoyed a smoked octopus salad with parmesan cheese and ricola and home made bread, I also loved panna cotta with berries I had for dessert. I definitely recommend it for first dates, to all the guys who want to impress the girls with amazing food and still would like to get to know her better and chat in this intimate environment.

Couple of days earlier when I went for a girls night out of dancing with two of my very close friends and before which I stopped by for a huge nutella, coconut and cherries crape they make on the street corners in a cute little window service restaurants.

We went for a late night sandwich at the very well known sandwich bar called Pingvin, it is located at one of the theatre's entrances and after a great night of dancing in clubs everybody rushes their for an amazing sandwich, they are all made fresh on the spot. My favorite one was a grilled vegetable sandwich in a pocket like bread which the fill with grilled veggies, tartar sauce and fresh salad.

A week before that when planning this fashion project I am working on, the organizer took me to great Japanese restaurant called Takenoko. As I am very familiar with Japanese food having Japanese roommates during college, I think I can freely say their Misoshiro soup and tofu wok were great. I definitely recommend it for business lunches/dinners.

Another great place I was absolutely delighted with was Hellas. A friend took me there to cheer me up and he definitely did, we had so much fun as this place as people who work in Hellas are full of positive energy and very pleasant, we ate a lot and stayed there talking for hours.

Hellas is an authentic Greek restaurant located close to the old church, where there is always a lot of people, atmosphere is fantastic and the food is amazing, the place is decorated to look very authentic and it takes you straight to Greece, there is an open fireplace in the wine basement and two more floors of the restaurant area. I absolutely adore their Kokino soup, an amazing home made bread with olives, Roca Tiri salad and of course their Baklava.

I leave you with the picture of some dishes:

Bon appetit! :)



xoxo,
Kat

Let me be me....

November 5th, 09'

Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had?

Somehow I always go with the first.

One person recently told me I always go after what I want to aggresivly. He said he feels intimidated by me and the fact is, he believes I am better than him.

How ironic I thought, this whole time I was looking just for peace, security, love and life to share and home to call my own, and somehow I ended up having to prove myself over and over again that I am good enough for him, to a person who was insecure himself. I ended up trying to make myself a women I thought he wanted and ended up loosing the real me. The whole time while listening to him talk I just wanted to scream : Let me be myself, let me be me!

I almost laughed at the irony of it all, the whole time, since the very begining I was exactly the person he always said he wanted, I am focused on family, I have my priorities straight, I do just want normal and balanced life as booring as it may sound, but I also want to keep the creative, fashionable, wacky and childish side of myself that I love! I will never be the stepford wife or a perfect mother.

I want to have a modern wedding on the beach, travel with a husband I will adore and continue to have an amazing sex life. I want to work as well and have a life outside of the house.

I will jump the pudles on the rain and play soccer with my son one day and dance around the house in balerina costume with my daughter. I will bake cookies of different color with my kids and invest every second of my life to make my children and my husband happy and my home fun,warm and safe place to be.This is all me! I can't be tailored into a motheroid or wiferoid who will obey and fullfil her husbands expectations.

Funny the way it is...you date somebody and go through many rough and many wonderful times with this person and after this longer relationship you give up and eventually you meet another person under more calm conditons, or even as a rebound. This person shows just a bit of interest, listens to you complaining and seems not to have any troubles in the world.

You don't know this person, so she/he seems somhow so light and easy to get a long with. You start dating this person, everything stays superficial and light, easy life, you think.

Than, you marry this person after short time of dating you are thinking this is it and than life hits you. Later under the different circumstances you realize that you made a mistake and there is no going back.

One day you walk down the street and see her, the women you went through good and bad, and who you loved happy with somebody else.

xoxo,

~Kat~

"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."

The girl & the baby

27th October,2009.

There is this girl I know. Smart girl, emotional girl, successful girl,naive girl. Sad girl. Pregnant girl.

Recently this girl has found out she was five weeks pregnant just after a relationship break up.

First she was panicking,didn't sleep for days, she felt scared and hopeless, wasn't sure if and how to break the news to her ex. Than after screaming: "You liar!" at the 4th clear blue line positive pregnancy test, she went to see a doctor and had an ultrasound where doctor showed her this little peanut creature, at first she said she couldn't even find it on the screen so doctor had to circle him on the paper.
Now it is not such a little peanut anymore and is slowly but surly growing, has fingers and toes and all.

The doctor advised her to break the news to the father. She was gathering the courage to do it for days, and finally did it. At first he thought it was all a joke, first he was shocked, than scared, than a bit positive and than finally insulting and selfish, negative and hateful.He was mostly consumed with himself and about what will others say about it all, he did not ask her if she is ok, if she is scared, if she needs something.
Lastly, he called her to tell her he doesn't love her, to tell her he wants' to forget it all and move on with a new women who can "make him happy".

In the meantime she didn't tell a soul about it, two of us, her best friends know about the baby and are trying to be there for her as much as possible, and we know although every day she puts her brave smile on and keeps going, she is shaking inside.

On her way to the clinic, rushing from work she takes couple of deep breaths and right in front of the door before she walks in, she forces herself to stretch a big smile over her face and cheerfully saids hi to the receptionist.

Every time she goes to this fancy clinic, she sees couples excitedly holding hands, some fighting about the name or baby room color, some are visibly scared and sitting a chair apart...but they are all in couples, nobody looking perfectly happy or ready, but still they are all there together.

And than there is she. Sitting alone with the right hand instinctively on her stomach protecting the baby - as if she is telling him, hang in there little one, we will be ok.

The doctor is not making it easier on her either asking all these questions "Ouuuu this is going to be a gorgeous baby...real fighter, daddy is probably really excited! How come he did not came here with you?" and than the girl lies and saids: "He is just real busy, working and traveling a lot,has big career! He is really excited! Can't wait!"

By the end of the ultrasound, she feels the need for some fresh air...she dresses real quick keeps her smile while the elevator door closes and than breaks down and cries all the way home. She just needs a hug and somebody to tell her she is not alone and that everything is going to be alright.

The girl comes home...showers for hours thinking water will wash out all of the memories of him, all of his kisses, hugs, promises, his love, plans for the future together, his cheating, her mistakes, his lies, all of the fights...and make it all ok again, but that doesn't happen.

Next morning she dressed for work, pulls on a dark loose sweater and a big bright smile, holds her head high and bravely walks out.

xoxo

Kat

Wake up call

Did you ever find yourself angry at the person you care about and not quit knowing how you got to that position at the first place? Did you ever said things and moment later wish you hadn't? Did you ever over dramatized the situation and gave up? Do you often look back and regret?


If you said "NO" to any of the above, you are in denial.


Its ok, take a deep breath once in a while, self assess, smile and be grateful. Be grateful for the people who tought you stuff - good and bad. Understand your mistakes but don't be to hard on yourself, we learn something every day, life is a journey, do not rush it. Embrace every second of it, embrace people who love you, embrace those who broke your heart - you never know, you might meet them again. Nothing is final, everything can be fixed, its all up to you.


Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperments and narrower points of view. We spend more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses, but smaller families. We have more compromises, but less time. We have more knowledge, but less judgement. We have more medicines, but less health.We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.


We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much.We reached the moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors. We have conquered the outer space, but not our inner space.We have higher income, but less morals…


These are times with more freedom, but less joy… With much more food, but less nutrition…These are days in which two salaries come home, but divorces increase. These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes.


That’s why I propose that as of today -- You do not keep anything for a special occasion, because every day that you live is a special occasion.

Search for knowledge, read more, sit and admire the view in front of your house without paying attention to the needs. Pass more time with your family, eat your favorite food, visit the place you love. Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment; it isn’t only survival. Wear your best clothes. Do not save your best perfume… use it every time you feel you want it. Take out from your vocabulary phrases like, “one of these days” and “someday” and "sacrifize for the future".


Let’s write that letter we thought of writing “one of these days…” , tell people "I love you" , "I am sorry" and "Thank you".


Dream, lough, love, live....

After the storm has passed

After three weeks long NYC vacation, I could not wait to come home and rest. Almost nothing went as planned, but I have learned about myself more than ever before. I had wonderful first two weeks and not so wonderful week following my birthday.

Good thing is that I have seen some of my friends who I had such a great time with and who were such a great support through it all, I did some shopping, I have seen many art and fashion exhibitions, I baked my first apple strudel, cleaned the apartment and tried to be a role model - supportive girlfriend, I fought a little, loved a lot, cried even more, I forgave and struggled to forget. Finally, I got a taste of what I would be dealing with if I stayed in that relationship.

I learned that I can forgive and be unselfish; I learned that not all people are able to be honest and truthful - even when you give them all your love. I realized that I to have made mistakes and I will try not to repeat them in the future. I did not know how to not love him; I only learned how to not let him go. I failed to realize how two people who are a good match for each other, with so much love, mutual plans and hopes in life just could not persevere and hang in there just a little bit longer!

However, I did learn how far I would go for love - around the world and back! I also learned that I am yet to meet the man who would do the same for me.

Even though it all came tumbling down under me, all of the future plans, my hopes, all of the dreams, the expectations of our love to stay strong and survive it all, all the invested effort and all of the emotions, I can be at peace knowing that I fought so, so, so hard for that relationship to work, I stayed gentle and caring until the very end, despite lies and pain and I still worry every day - but I did my part, now this battle is not mine to fight anymore.

Lastly, I walked away stronger and with my head up high. My only worry now are all the good memories I want to keep, these I am having hard time to let go, I wonder - If I stop thinking of you, will you be gone to me forever?

Fashion's night out in NYC

10.09.2009.
For today, Vogue and CFDA have organized international party celebrating style on four continents. It started as a New York thing but it expanded quickly to the rest of the world. More than 700 stores are participating across five boroughs and more than 12 countries around the world have organized their own version of the event.
NYC stores are organizing special shopping events, selling the event T-shirts and staying open until 11pm tonight.Anna Wintour imagined this initiative as a sale on 7th Av. with intention "to seduce people back to the stores and make them excited about shopping".


The recession had a major impact on peoples clothing shopping habits and their confidence; people became more careful and scared of uncertain future. In NYC more than 175,000 people are employed by the fashion industry which generates more than $10 billion in total wages, which is why NYC Major Bloomberg supported this event as vital way to give a boost to NYC economy within this crucial industry for the City area as well as the country and world overall.


Shopping in Barneys the day before the event, I got really excited about seeing the preparation process they did (catering preparations, window changes etc.), this is when the sales lady offered me to buy a Fashion's Night Out T-shirts for $30, of course I got it. Profits from shirt sale are going to the National September 11th Memorial & Museum. There was also a clothing drive "Shop for Good" where people could drop their gently used clothes which will after Sep.12th be donated to NYC AIDS drive.


Many major store chain representatives expressed their excitement about this event and would love to see it become a tradition as an introduction to Fashion Week which will translate the runway craze into retail energy. They said that the focus here is not to make huge sales within this one day, but to excite people about people and bring them back to the stores. Many stores offered finger food and drinks, cosmetic giveaways and award games, many had a celebrity guests and designer make over, runway walk lessons and style tips by famous stylists.


First, opening event happened in Macy's in Queens where Anna Wintour, Major Bloomberg and special celebrity guest Blake Lively from gossip girls, the cast of "Hair" gave performed three songs.Oscar de la Renta was (literary) serenading to his customer at his 5th Av. store, Alexandar Wang, Proenza and Shouler's were selling their wares out of the vintage car trunk in front of their Soho stores, Justin Timberlake had a pop up store for William Rast in Saks 5th Av. Olson twins visited Bergdorf Goodman where other celebrities also appeared, the line to enter the store was around the block at 7pm already.


As for a celebrity seeing I saw Blake Lively right by the back entrance of Bergdorf and Sarah Jessica Parker, as I was coming back from the MET earlier in the day, she was on the set of shooting Sex & the City 2.


I spend most of the day in MET, I was absolutely excited seeing work of Picasso, Monet, Salvador Dali and many others up close! After that, around 3 pm I had a Greek lunch - pita and green tea with mint, I went to Barnes and Nobels to read some fashion magazines and bought a new fashion history book - I really need to stop or I am going to pay another plane ticket for my extra baggage.


At 7 pm I met Ania and Ola and we went to Rugby Ralph Lauren for a Fashion's Night Out, there was a fair number of people there, DJ Matt was spinning, yellow and blue chocolate cupcakes were served and there was a cool instant photo booth with which we had lots of fun, sales people were giving away small Rugby balls and dancing around, and Rugby also issued its own newspapers with style tips and introduced many new peaches and ways of personalizing your Rugby clothes. It was great seeing all of my friends there and seeing new Rugby fall and trans collections can't wait to do some shopping there before I go back home.


September Vogue is out, Fashion's night out is over, designers are carefully optimistic...Mercedes Benz Fashion Week has oficially started.


xoxo from New York :)


~Kat~

Love-pacer

Since my last post I have been thinking and researching a very complex matter of heart. I conducted my research on a fair sample of my closest girlfriends and myself.

Now after weeks of listening to their stories and living my own, sitting here in my soft pink cow pattern bath rope, I feel ready to share it with all of you guys.

As most women do, after we finished discussing current economic situation, current fashion trends, each others office gossips or mutual acquaintances' "Ouu my Gosh did you hear...." stories, we did our personal love situation reviews in a clockwise manner around the McCafé table.

We were talking about how it often happens that a girl loses herself in a lovey-dovey-kissy-smoochy kind of a way when in love. One gets emotional and slowly but surely men feel like they can get away with almost anything.

So, while she is floating on her soft and cozy cloud nine without a seatbelt or a parachute for emergencies, he is piloting her sky with his manly guard, flirty cool attitude, parachute on his back, goggles on, extra air supply beside him and with a firm grip on the steering wheel, taking her higher and higher.

All through this "flight" she never thinks he would let her fall. He would never do anything to hurt her- he always used to say, but he eventually does. Sometimes he gets carried away piloting this plane, drives a bit to fast and drops her by accident. Than he flies back down real fast and catches her before she hits the ground, apologizing and promising he will never ever do it again.

She gets back on her cloud, this time she holds it a little tighter, but as the time goes she relaxes, loosens her grip and she is floating once again. Than, it happens that he drops her and she hits the floor real hard, it is painful and her heart is completely broken.

Now, I am not going to act as a firm feminist and say women should always be a pilot of their own planes, nor that she needs to be sneaky and get him before he gets her.

I was just thinking how nice it would be if there was some kind of a heart-love-pacer machine...like a little gadget you buy for $59.99 in pharmacy and place on your chest. Let’s call it a Love-pacer.

This gadget would pace your feelings towards a person you get to like. So you could turn it on and enter the data of the guy you fancy. You could enter the start date and on the need basis - the end date (this applies to summer romances, when you know he will go back to his country and probably never return).

It would be great if it could be adjusted accordingly as you are getting to know the guy, you know? Just like a +/- list many women make when still not sure if a guy is a dating material or not, but much more sophisticated with wires and all.

So let’s say he treats you right, he is honest and loving - you turn your Love -pacer to 40% - so you feel ok to return same feelings to him.

Let’s say you are suspecting he could be a player, than you make him work and prove himself otherwise, but play it safe and keep the Love-pacer to safe 15%.

If after a steadily growth, you allow yourself to get to 90% and decide to marry a guy, go ahead turn it to a big double zero -100%, but remember - never, ever, ever take the Love-pacer off.

Ohh..I wish such a thing existed...I know it seems so not romantic and cowardly.What is a great love story without some pain, suffering and broken heart? One would say.

It is an entertainment. Until it happens to you.

                                                                       xoxo,

Recession in fashion - Dress for less

Economize
Dictionary: e·con·o·mize (ĭ-kŏn'ə-mīz')
1.To practice economy, as by avoiding waste or reducing expenditures.
2.To make economical use of something



Right, Webster was a really smart fellow. I am not so sure that he was a fine dresser. Anyhow, one thing is for sure, recession is hitting us on all fields, so is the case with dressing and shopping. Does this mean we should stop spending money on clothes, shoes and make up?



Of course NOT!!! It is very important to continue to stimulate economy by continuous input of fresh cash. In short, by spending, you are actually helping general bad state of the economy.However, the key is, spend less than what you earn. It does sound simple, but it is the hardest thing for people to learn. I am the prime example.



Now, the current state in retail is seemingly very beneficial for the consumer, right? Sales everywhere! This however encourages you to shop for things that are cheap, not those that you necessarily need or are of a good quality. Basically with the economic situation as it is, you simply cannot afford to buy cheap stuff. You are looking for good quality pieces that are timeless and fit your personality.



So we could have seen on Paris, New York and Milan Fashion Weeks for Fall 2009. your timeless dark and light grays, blacks, browns, beiges all were spiced up with zippers, shoulder pads, big chunky statement industrial jewelry , tie high boots, lather pants, sequins, men shoes, interesting head pieces etc. Designers could not afford to make cheap and weak collections.



Cost saving was definitely noticeable, but not in a bad way. In contrary, many designers showed their strength by going back to their roots and covering basics.

Gareth Pugh did a video fashion show which showed fashion pieces and fabrics in a whole new dimension.
Botega Veneta did many feminine value added pieces: white coats, great detailing, low back dresses.
Marni focused on investment pieces as well, he did great fur coats and peacoats, short skirts, huge chunky jewelry and line chain necklaces.
Angelo Missioni had a vision of ice princess who wore layered cardigans, light and delicate lace pieces in pale pink and baby blue armored with huge chunky knits.

My favorites were:
Zac Posen - Zac's story happened in Paris in 1920's Patty Smith era, he did gorgeous silk dresses and suites in pale pink and gold. His message to women was to create their goddess existence.
Ana Sui did not disappoint, her collection was of course colorful, hippy, feminine and gothic-cool, she used feathers and designed some great head pieces.
I loved Alex Wang's rock and roll minimalistic look. Alex did leather pants and tailored jackets, great texture and finishing in black and white, beading with bras-nickel metals, beautiful purple dresses and great sequin hoods and hats.
I also loved Oscar de la Renta's gowns, smokey eyes, duchess hair puffs kind of look and wool-fur combinations in red, orange, blue and purple.
Donna Karan created gorgeous gowns and skirts by cutting and draping, these easy and flexible pieces came in purple, red, burgundy and blue.

Of the chart were my top favorites "beyond fashion" designers:

Galliano for Dior - with Ukrainian virgin bride muse who wore coin necklaces, gray, silver green and red pieces - see-through silk pants and wide and long sleeve dresses with gorgeous beading.
Ana McGibons made a great collection for Chloe, great capes, rolled up pants, black velvet overalls, military colors, tall shorts, oversized coats and a special beige sleeveless dress with high neck.
McQueen did a very strong collection - colorful tights, long skirts and coats, great hats, all in red, white and black, very fetish, fierce and gothic.
While Karl Lagerfeld for Chanel did super cool retro hats, deep V front tops in black, white, jade green and pale pink, body suites, high neck and half sleeve.

In conclusion, try to pull the inspiration out of next seasons designer pieces, pay attention to details and invest in timeless pieces which are always in style.
Luckily, many spring items are still in, like harem pants which just got sequin detailing for fall, chunky jewelry and zippers are back, red lips and high tie boots are still in-style from last fall. Please note that shoulder pads are optional trend worth of passing.

Let the recession inspire you to recreate, reuse, shop for vintage pieces, go through your grandma's closet or simply organize a little yard sale or trade among your girlfriends with stuff you grew out of or were given and it doesn’t fit your personality.
If you are a designer wearing girl, you can now get the designer jewelry for less: Erickson Beamon did jewelry collection for Target, in Croatia Leonarda Boban did a cute jewelry collection for Kozmo drug stores, so there is something there for every budget.

Get inspired!

xoxo

Roko - the worlds wirdest dog

Sunday, 28th of July

Dear all...I have been mentioning him in many of my posts..As he is rather peculiar creature...This time I decided to attach his picture as well, for your better understanding of his character (I haven’t still figured him out but maybe you will).

On the left you see his picture about 6 months ago...now he looks pretty much the same, although his legs are longer...nothing else changed really. Roko still hasn’t learned to pee like a male dogs do; he is still scared of everything. Roko is hardly a macho, house protecting, hunting and fearless kind of dog. The only word I can really use to describe Roko is: awkward. He actually behaves more like a human that like a dog.

In spite of all of our efforts, Roko is very misbehaved, we even had to take him to see a dog trainer, who refused to work with him after 2 days, as Roko continued to pee on his leg ( he never does it to us, I promise). The trainer said that Roko has his own will and will listen to nobody, he said he have never seen a dog like him.

Roko doesn’t sit, does not lie down when you ask him to...but he will gladly eat the cookies. If you yell at him he cries like a baby, and when my father is around he runs and jumps into his lap shaking (I swear he does), awkward right? I know!!!

Every day something new happens with this dog, another incident, as our neighbors like to call it. I have stop telling my friends about it, they do not believe me, well, that’s until they meet Roko.

Last night for example, yet again( Saturday night) he had waken up the whole neighborhood, he was crying and hauling like crazy. I woke up and I thought it had started to rain or something, which would kind of make sense because Roko is terrified of rain and hates to get wet, so than he cries and demands that we stand by his little house until he falls a sleep (again, weird, but my dad does it out of embarrassment in front of our neighbors).

This time it was not raining, I took a flashlight and annoyed went to see what’s going on (it was 4am); I found that some slimy snail have entered his house and Roko was scared and could not sleep.

Naturally, I was also scared, so I woke up my dad to take the snail out. We gave Roko a brave cookie (which is how we call special colorful cookies he will eat, only) and again, dad was standing by his house until Roko fall a sleep.

So that was the latest and the greatest with Roko.

Ouu yea...and another thing...I try to play catch with him..Roko seems to like it a lot, although whenever I throw a ball, he runs up to it and brings me a leaf...how weird is that? Every single time I throw a BALL he finds a leaf to bring..and completely ignores the ball.

Love life: Uff...lots of interesting stuff lately... I am considering offers, although not yet acting upon any. July will be very interesting, in terms of getting in touch with what I really feel. I am actually looking forward to finding it out...as paintful it might be later, it is worth of checking, just in case.....you never know.

xoxo

~Kat

HELP: Young people fighting for democracy

June 21st,2009.

Have you watched the TV news lately? Visited facebook? Youtube? Twitter? Young Iranians are posting new pictures, videos each second in hope to reach US: YOU and ME. Young people all over the world, in hope that we will support, help , aknowledge their efforts to get their votes back.

CNN : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_eClZukFWy0

In the past elections their votes have been ignored, now they are fighting to replace totalitarian extreme regime with a democratic one.

These young peoples weapon is cell phone and camera, which they use to capture the images and send it to the world to help. They fight guns with rocks and march on the streets with their backpacks while their own police and military is shooting at them. Their strenght is their courage and determination to get their country back in their own hands.

ABC NEWS: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-tc84gSrk8

BBC : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KcHT8-ps64w

Now, this is a true courage. If anyone than Croatian and Bosnian people should feel compation and obligation to help. This is what happened to us 19 years ago. YOU know how it is to feel helpless and all alone, thinking why nobody in the world cares enough to give us a helping hand, to fight with no weapons and to try to survive with little or no food.

SBS:http://www.sbs.com.au/dateline/story/watch/id/600081/n/Interview-with-Reza-Pahlavi

Do it now for the Iranians, send their message to as many people you can, support them on the facebook and twitter, give them advice, they are scared and getting killed, few days ago they were attending college classes and planning summer vacation like you and me, now they are on the streets getting shot at! See some of the messages they send to each other on Twitter:

ATADORT IRAN: Basij are everywhere also inside all hospitals, and this is currently a big problem #iranelectionabout 13 hours ago from web

ATADORT IRAN : URGENT!! Basij marking doors 4 later attacks. Check doors regularly, & if you see any, wipe it off!! #IranElection RT RT RT!about 13 hours ago from web

ATADORT WASH YOUR DOORS FROM MARKINGS BY BASIJ! GO TO EMBASSIES IN LARGE GROUPS! THEY ARE BLOCKING ACCESS! #iranelection #gr88

ATADORT "Acid" is just tear gas w/ water. Treat w/: sol. of 5% baking soda/95% water, keep cold. Carry spray bottle #iranelection #gr88 #Tehranabout 14 hours ago from web

ATADORT we didn't realize for a moment they started shooting at people, the gun sound was like a toy gun& the soliders were smiling #iranelection

Please consider that even if you are after hearing all this still not caring enough to spread the word, you have to know that Iran has one of the most developed nuclear programs which the dictator Ahmadinejad (whos scarry and hatelful speeches in front of UN you might remember) itends to use to wipe the United States and its EU supporters of the face of the earth, all supposadly in the name of Alah.

Join the Iran group on facebook:

http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Ftehranbureau.com%2F&h=c4feb45cb905e74b007715a0a94b3774

See how Stocholm supports Iran:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJu54WUd2vE

Please get involved and help Iranians. Join the groups, follow them on Twitter and go to the protests in your city!

~Kat

Its OK to be gay

13th of June 2009

This morning I slept in, as I stayed up late last night making Swarowski crystal earrings for my friends weeding today. I made her real nice and elegant chandelier earrings and met with her early this morning, she stopped by on her way to hairdresser.

I went to buy some fruits and fresh bread at the market on my way back home, showered and put on my Leonarda Boban floral lace and ruffle dress I got on this years Fashion Week charity auction, I was surprised it ended up being a bit big on me, I swear my body sometimes seems to transform sizes based on newly purchased fashion pieces, it happened to me with shoes as well....my foot miraculously fits in like 5 different sizes...every shoe I like fits in whatever size available...weird.I guess my body follows fashion trends by shrinking according to current season top looks hahaha....

After taking about two hours to get ready I went to meet up with a very cute new friend for a coffee, he took a train home and I walked through my home town Zagreb which I fall in love with every day for a new reason. Today this reason was growing tolerance. I was proud that my city hosted "Gay Pride 2009." and I was disappointed to see there was "Anti-gay pride protest" as well....although Croatian population (read urban parts of Croatia) is getting more and more liberal and sexually and racially tolerant there will always be small minded people who hate just to hate.

Reading the articles following the Pride I was deeply saddened with post event incidents. I take it to heart, because I simply don’t understand why people are such a hypocrites and so scared of differences.Many feel so morally superior to others, calling upon religion, family heritage, nationalism where the only thing that lies behind their hatred is their insecurity in their own sexuality and/or inability to comprehend that we all are not the same and shall respect each other for who we are as individuals.

It is simple, being gay and supporting gay pride has absolutely nothing to do with sex and it has everything to do with asking for equality of people, not a boy and a girl, girl and a girl, boy and a boy...just people.

Equality.

Equal opportunity to love, to share, to live together, to kiss, to argue, to break up, to eat lunch together in public, to flirt, to party, to get in trouble, to have friends gay and straight, to believe, to get married, to have family, to buy a house, to move in together, to visit your love one in the hospital when sick, to meet the parents, to be scared, to have the right to inherit loved ones property, to bury your partner when he or she dies.

Live and let live.

It’s ok to be gay.

xoxo

~Kat

Ouuu boy

So, here it goes...I met somebody...of course, didn't have a clue, did not want it and didn't expect it. He is not even my type! Never thought I could fall for somebody like that, and I did not, yet...but I can't stop thinking about him. There is something so cool, so hard to describe, and so normal about him. He is at the same time so strong and so vulnerable.

However, there is a catch, actually two. The first catch is that it is more wrong than right....actually it is totally wrong...so wrong I should not even talk to him anymore. Second catch is that he knows my ex, so this should be an automatic No-No... he is very like my ex, but more mature, brave and macho. He is very successful, strong, intelligent and intriguing....actually he is all my ex wanted to be but could not..hmm…that is just wird how karma works,ha?

But I should not even dare...I know I should not; I should not dare to think that something might happen here. We talked for hours, it really feels good to be around him, I am a different person now, more calm and more careful....I don't believe in love anymore...Or do I?

xoxo,

live from cloud nine...Kat

DRIVING them crazy

Lately I haven't been sleeping well at all. I keep thinking about things, worrying, can't forget, I wish I could erase last year and a half totally out of my memory, maybe that would help, it was all a lie anyways, mission impossible.

Tomorrow I will go where I always go when I feel like I am pushed into a corner and can't see a way out...and pray, for a miracle ...haha...

Anyways...Today I continued my driving lessons. The instructor was brave enough to stick with me. The poor thing is sweating as soon as he sees me so I decided to chit-chat with him to make him more relaxed and I gave him a nickname Zokić-Smokić, he didn't like the nickname.I was focused while driving and doing good, other than the usage of the stick, the car keeps turning off on me, I think it might be broken?!

I wore my dark brown wooden heel sandals, I did not ran over anybody so I guess I passed today’s lesson, he was relieved when I turned off the engine. I asked him what kind of car does he think would suite me, he said Formula 1. hihihihi....Silly man....

On my way home I was thinking about these cars and all. I never had much interest nor I know much about cars but I guess I should get myself one. So, I was thinking about the two pretty ones I like a lot Audi - A8 or a Porsche Boxter.

Since I need to go to one of those dealerships where they sell those I asked Google about how to go about buying car and what are the watch outs. First I jotted down some of the most important things for me to ask, so here we go:

Audi-A8
1. Do you have this model in pink or plum purple?
2. Can you make it into automatic?
3. How many horses does it have?
4.What is the size of the trunk?
5. Does it use a lot of gas?

Porsche Boxter
1.How much does it costs to put in pink leather seats?
2. Where do I put a baby seat in a 2 seater once I decide to have babies?
3. How fast can it go?
4. What is the size of the trunk?
5. Can you make it into automatic?


Ok, this seems enough for now. I am sure they will tell me more info about the car once I decide to buy it. If you can think of additional questions please do tell, I am open for suggestions.Love status: On hold. Cannot and will not let myself fall in love. I test my feelings by asking myself would I take a bullet for my ex, since my answer was: Without thinking YES.
This is how I know it is not the time to move on. I’ll take it one step at a time.


xoxo

~Kat

P.S. Dog status: Roko has started a new love affair, since he is still injured and cant walk, she is coming to see him and licks his nose while he is lying in his little house all day hauling in pain. Gosh...even female animals are stupid and naive when in love.

I SPY: Warsaw, Poland.

May 9th


I came to Warsaw yesterday morning, I could totally live here its gorgeously European. I went to fancy 50th birthday party last night and met many amazing, young and very successful people who were radiant with class and very intelligent.


We (Ania, Ana and I) came home from clubbing at 5 am, the party was super wild, we danced all night long, ate wonderful food and drank pink champagne and wine, we socialized with young but worldly people and were catching up on stories since the last time we saw each other past Christmas in NYC, gosh I missed this kind of European people living in US.


May 10th


My ladies and I spent the whole day walking through beautiful historic parks, we tried to catch a duck (didn't happened, did you know that ducks can be super aggressive? Hmm...I didn't know until this weekend hihi) After the walk in the park we had lunch at this wonderful Thai restaurant and had a quality girl-business talk in one super trendy cafe which reminded me on Panera Bread with its choice of pastries and a homie warm feel and on a Starbucks with its selection of coffees and other warm beverages from all around the world. I had a peppermint mocha and a piece of chilly and cherry chocolate cake, I know it sounds as a weird combo but the cake was divine! I promise!







We are just getting ready for another night on the town, I am wearing my hot sequin dress to test it for my next monday performance. Did I mention that I am going to a dance class and have a dance performance next week? I probably did not. Well I am very excited about my performance. As it seems I am somewhat talented dancer ( so my dance teacher thinks and my body moves well, so she saids , read: I dont fall over my own leg hihihihi)
Tonight we decided to first go for a small supper and than to rock couple of the hottest Polish clubs.
More details tommorow...time to do my hair.


May 11th


We had so much fun last night, we went to couple of sexy,trendy clubs and had a great girls night out. First spot was an underground fancy club with arch shaped hallways and private rooms. We didn't feel like dancing among the bunch of people on the packed dance floor so some gentleman invited us to with a glass wall divided VIP room where there was a private party, which soon cleared out so we stayed with the DJ and some boys, smoking Hooka and drinking Moet and Dom Perignon, I had my Mojito. It was lovely.











May 13th


Dog status: Roko is still limping. That is what he gets for jumping on every female dog (for the lack of more appropriate expression), he should have not pick the engaged female dog LOL.


Driving status: Working with my 3rd instructor. I was wearing heels and by accident hit the table of the outdoor cafe , nobody was hurt, luckily. Not sure why driving instructor was so mad, gosh... Looks like I have to find yet another one. Lesson learned: do not drive in blue flower sandals EVER again, the heel wont stick down.
Note to myself: try white wedge Ann Klein heels tomorrow, they said it will be sunny.


Love status: Today something clicked in my head. I cried my last tier. I met somebody by accident. This guy is a real man. He is a very successful and attractive man.
I never met anybody like this. Its weird. I don't know what to think.


More in next post.


Kat

Letting Go

" If you love somebody and he doesn't love you back, just love the fact that he is somewhere, with someone , and that he is happy. "

I think I'll have to do just that. I am so so tired of fighting for something that doesn't seem to exist any longer, I am moving on with whatever pride I have left after a long and paintful fight, full of scars, moving on.

Everybody saids I should move on, give other guy a chance, that I deserve much better. This time I shall listen.

I took my neckless of today, for the first time in 5 months. Soulmates,ha? Nothing will pull us apart?

~You were clear today. Thank you.

Kat

Love is calling

Now...how often do we use our phone? It’s like our life line right? Yesterday I forgot my cell at home and figured it out far to late to go back and get it, I was rushing to the meeting and while driving to work looked for it to check my emails and it was nowhere to be found...Shit! I thought!

I started panicking and hyperventilating as if I would die in a matter of seconds if I don’t find it. I was so freaked out my hands started shaking.Next, I started to think how big of a mess I am in life...so missing that one little object which makes me easily accessible to all who needs me 24-7 was making me so depressed , that I have started to question my very existence and life’s purpose?!

Naturally...within next 30 minutes I calmed down...took a several deep breathes and realized what an awfully big and thick wall I built and now I am hiding behind it, the wall of my work and the wall of busyness. Did I really think that if I don’t pick up my phone that the huge multinational gigantic company would just go bankrupt and disappear...damn I really must be very "important".

Seriously, think about it...what is that you do that it is soooo important that human kind would just not be the same if you would stop doing it? Don’t we all sometimes get consumed into our work and "importance" and "seriousness" of it that we actually forget to live and just work, we became machines, didn’t we?

Romantic and bohemian that I am, I got consumed into thinking about the emotional mess I am in right now....or better say, emptiness. I became iron lady, a stone heart.

If considering the metaphor of making a phone call, what do we do when love calls?

At first, I used to be the one calling The Love. The Love did not pick up, somebody else took his place, he was not who I fell in love more than a year ago now. I tried to call The Love many times again; the one who answeres is usually angry and rude. He is not The Love I used to know, I do not recognize my Love's voice any longer. The Love I used to know was warm and funny. He used to haul in the middle of the street, gave me great hugs, laugh at my morning confusion, listened well, played word games, he loved my cooking and did this weird and cute move (for which he thought it was dancing), my Love loved me, I called him my hunk, he said I was his lady.

I loved that Love. His number is no longer in service.

Now, the Loves are calling from couple of different numbers, I am afraid to answer and say Hello. This Loves are different and unfamiliar loves. The Love that is calling me is not my Love. I used to keep looking at a phone while ringing, it was some weird number, I closed my eyes, hoping that when I open them I am going to recognize my Love's number.

Noup, it stayed the same, it just kept ringing. I used to do that a lot when I was a little girl, when I was angry at somebody I used to close my eyes real tight and hope the person would disappear...it did not work than either, and it doesn't work now. It happened only once when I kept my eyes closed really long at my mum, that she went to answer the door bell and I thought the magic happened and she disappeared, imagine my disappointment when she walked back into my room minutes later.

Anyways...I picked up the phone after all but I didn’t say a word. This New Love said he wants to be my Love....he is ok with the fact that I am quite and listening only...not quit ready to speak...his voice is unfamiliar and it doesn’t give me butterflies, it doesn’t make me warm inside....his voice is kind, he doesn’t promise that he will heel me, but he is ready to try and he keeps on talking to me...every time I hang up, he calls back...he cares.

Should I speak up and say a word, let him try to be my Love, my new Love? Or should I just tell him he dialed a wrong number?

Am I going to recognise the voice of the Love that is My Love ever again or will I keep picking up without saying a word?

~Kat~