Today I’ve said goodbye to the one and only, the most fabulous, amazing girl in the world. And it hurt. What will I do without one of my best friends? The one who showed me fashion, the one who made me feel like I don’t suck. There are few people who can make people love them in two seconds, but Masha can. My trip to Malmö today ended with me crying on the 100 buss, long time since I did that, but what else is there to do when you say far well to your best friend?
I also took my first step into saying far well to fashion for a year today. Of course I have Copenhagen Fashion Week left, were I will have to look fabulously fashionable, but after that I’m gone go all out African hippie style and live in sweatpants and rubber boots. This step from fashion was a quite big one, it has been more than 1,5 years since I wore a pair but today I bought a pair of blue jeans. Just to make the step easier for me they are Acne jeans, but still they are blue. Urk.
Fixed a new passport and an iPod while I was in Malmö just to get more out of the long buss trip it takes there and back. I had to talk the woman into writing 183 cm on my passport since according to her measurements I’m 185 cm, I’m actually only 181 cm! And of course I look like shit on the picture.
// Kaputt, a good german word //
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