I started composing a huge post today about our family travels to Warsaw, but I can’t quite find the words to adequately express how I feel. Instead I’m going to break it all down one post at a time in the coming months.
Before I jump into that though, I thought I’d share some images from Warszawa Poland. That’s how the locals say it: Warszawa, only they don’t say Poland because that’s American-ese, they say Polska. So it’s actually *garble garble garble Warszawa Poland*.
With lots of the shouting and more shouting.
Old town.
Market.
Apartments.
Who says you can’t go home again?
Carnival.
Presidential palace.
University gardens.
Downtown view.
Crosswalk.
In love.
Coca-Cola light.
Tunnel.
Pope John Paul II.
This week’s What’s in Your Purse Series purse is from Anne. Thank you!
If you love this series and want more of it, submit your purse. Take two photos of your purse {NICE, CLEAR, NOT-BLURRY ONES} one of the outside, one of the inside, along with a listing of the contents to:
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My purse is a basic black bag that my husband bought me about 5 years ago. The brand is Longchamp and it has held up amazingly. What’s in it? Until a few minutes ago, I had no idea.
Let’s face it, Valentine’s Day is coming up. Don’t throw things at me, I didn’t invent the whole shenanigan. I just work here.
Love it or hate it, it’s time to get spiffy for a night of romance. Valentine’s is all about making that perfect love connection, or renewing the one you’ve got, or lounging around in holey sweats and your ex-boyfriend’s t-shirt while you watch romantic comedies with a pint of ice cream in your lap.
It’s your day, whatever.
I’m not one to pass judgement anyway; Viktor is firmly in the camp of Valentine haters. He thinks Valentine’s Day is made up of corporate greed and nonsense, and as such refuses to participate no matter how many tears I cry. So I make cute little treats for the kids and make a special dessert for dinner and call it a day.
But in the world of Make Believe, the Valentine’s Day in my head is amazing.
Viktor swoops into the house with flowers and a mix CD of love songs just for me. He has planned an overnight sleepover for the kids and takes me to my favorite restaurant for a night of flirty nonsense. I’m looking smoking hot in my favorite go-to sexy outfit and feel 22 again, giggly and romantic and don’t think once about mortgage payments, work deadlines, or the fact that my feet have been numb since we left the house.
Magic, right?
Since that isn’t going to happen for me, make it happen for you. Please. I’m living vicariously through you here.
I put together a couple of outfit options for you because even if I don’t get lucky on Valentine’s Day, that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t. In fact Valentine’s is all about getting it on, so you know, no pressure but I’m counting on you.
Both of the tops can technically be considered dresses, just please please wear opaque tights if you choose to go pantless. I paired both tops with skinny jeans, which would be adorable but not so much if you’re going to a fancy place. The rest of the fabulous is up to you. Sequins and funky liquid eyeliner? Do it. Smoky eye? Now’s your chance. Red lipstick and leather pants? Girlfriend, let’s rock this thing.
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