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Tuesday, 8 February 2011

I want to be a Barbie!

Once my friend said: "I want to be a barbie, because that bich have everything". And then I realized, that yes, this is absolutely true! Just look at her:

 She looks so... confidence of her self with her perfect wide smile.

 She can eat as many cake slices, candy or cookies as she want, Barbie will never get fat!





Barbie have fabulous hair, wich never had been ugly. She always looks gorgeous and  stunning, she always wear fashionable and stylish clothes, she have IDEAL boyfriend Ken - he will always love Barbie, never stab in the back, dump or hurt her. Barbie never works - she just goes to beauty salons, read fashion magazines, dance and just ALWAYS having fun! I'm telling you, Barbies life is like... idk, MAYBE PERFECT? 

I HATE BARBIE, SHE IS A TOTAL BICH!!!!! 

(I know she isn't, but I'm so jealous of her. And thats stupid, I know that also.)

She's having that life what every (or most) girls want. And I made a little collection of Barbie clothes...






















I love these two outfits! That with blue coat is my favorite of all.













































A little provocative, don't you think?



































































The last two dresses looks like... Barbie Haute Couture! No, realy. Or maybe just I think so.

So, thats all folks. What do you think? Idea is a bit crazy and stupid, but I didn't have what to do...

xoxo, Vasarė.

Thursday, 3 February 2011

First photo shoot: FAIL

Yesterday evening I tried to do a photo shoot. It was horrible! My grandma was photographing me, and she criticized all my pozes, because they were "just nonsense!". Her understanding about pozes is like this: you have to stand straight, close your legs and raise your head. Like I said - horrible. So just a few photos went how I wanted. But they're terrible toooooooo! Fuck.
I'm wearing Effigy jeans, Zara blouse and shoes... I dk, they're my grandma's. :D


I told you photos are super bad! Ohh. Next time I'll invite my friend to photo shoot me. :S




And OMG, do you actualy see these shoes? When I saw them, I couldn't believe that my grandma have such shoes. Look at those heels! I'm telling you, I can't believe even now.

xoxo, Vasarė.

Wednesday, 2 February 2011

One of things to die for

Shoes.
One word, but everything is said. Shoes are... oh, I just can't say anything, I don't have words! Shoes are the best people invention. You can be tall, short, slim or fat, but shoes you can choose what ever you want. They look perfect on every person (ofcourse first you have to pick the right ones).





Stooooooop. Stop stop stop. Stop just a second. You're saying... You're saying that I can't have these? But whyyy? :(((( Okey, I know, but still... You're rude. :S Life is rude. But oh, there isn't much we can do about it.

xoxo, Vasarė

Photos: jak&jil

Fuck everybody

But why did I decided to call my blog "Fashion will save the world"? I realy don't know, don't ask me that! I just thought, that this is a veeery nice title. :)
I wanted to write a blog like... I don't know... always? And finally I'm doing that! It was very hard to take decision, but I took! I know, I know, my blog will require a lot of work, but I'll try (thousandth time) to write it regulary. I'll put here my photoshoots, inspirations, many shoes photos from other blogs, photos of collections and photo sessions that I like.
Oh, and a few things about me (how can I forget) - I'm a girl from Lithuania, Vasarė (an unusual name, yes... Vasarė in lithuanian is like vasara, o vasara in english is summer. So make conclusions...). I'm young, just 14 years, but I have a lot of dreams and ambitions and I'm always trying to realize them. I love myself the way I am: beautiful, annoying, egoistic, stubborn and ofcourse - crazy about fashion (oh, and chocolate!) I told you I'm bad. :*

P.S.  Everybody says: "Beauty will save the world!". And I say: "Fuck no! fashion will save the world!". So, who is saying right? I think neither I, neither everybody. :D Because fashion can't exist without beauty, and beauty can't exist without fashion. (Fuuuuuck, what I'm talking about? Ofcourse, I'm right)

P.P.S. Sorry, if you will find a few grammar mistakes in my posts, but I'm not from UK or USA, so my english speach isn't very very very good. I think that you'll understand.

xoxo, Vasarė.