deck the halls with boobs of colour

last time i posted an awesome holiday ecard i made for you !

but if you dont have the mad photoshop skillz as i do.. here's an alternative to making original cards!

kisses***

hoe hoe hoe

i was growing up in the 90ies. so it's only logical that home alone 1 + 2 are my fave christmas movies.
in that spirit -  here is the greeting card from me to all of you !
(and i know it says christmas, but feel free to change that in you mind to hanukkah or kwanzaa or whatever you celebrate. satan)

if it's unclear.. that's me and my cat - henrietta berlioz! you can see how terribly excited she is about the xmas hat! :) and yes, im that kind of a person who does that! and i like it!

not a dick in a box

i found this photo on friend's facebook.

i'm mesmerized by it and i have an urge to share it with more people than just my fb friends. for a change - no boobs!

wantz its!!!

want. this. so. bad.

if anyone know where i can buy this - let me know. (oh yeah.. and it has to be in DD, otherwise, there's no use for me).

copy cat

Some of you know that I'm not an only child. I have a big sis. Probably due to me being away for quite some time now I'm starting to go completely bananas with missing my family. My sister, niece, parents, cat. Ok, friends as well.. but today I wanted to talk about my sister.

Growing up with 7 years difference between us surely wasn't ideal for her or me. I was a pretty annoying child (guess some things never change) and I adored her, which of course meant I wanted to hang out with her ALL THE TIME! And sometimes I was pushing so hard our mom eventually caved and forced her to take me to the movies with her and her friends. I loved it. She of course hated it.

My sister's name is Maja. Probably all Europeans recognize this name thanks to the 80ies (or 70ies??) cartoon - Die Biene Maja

So one year when she was already studying at faculty she wanted to be a bee for Halloween. And mom made her an awesome costume. What happened next year? I squeezed myself into it (we are very different looking - while I'm short and curvy she's tall and model-like).

that's me in the first year of my high school :) in retrospective.. this looked so much better on her.. i really shouldn't have forced myself into it :) i remember i had to wear two bras to squeeze my boobs enough for the zipper to close

But I think this is something all us 'younger ones' go through. Our older siblings are our role models. They can't do anything wrong. And we want to copy every single thing. I believe this kind of acting is even worse when you have a sibling of the same sex. You just want to be a little copy of your older sister/brother and they want to do anything to avoid you :)

Thinking back on our growing up I'm not surprised she was always into some new band or style because it was my standard routine that I was into whatever she was. I remember being around 6, 7 and I was 'listening' to Guns N' Roses. I think I only knew 'November Rain' but my sister was into them and so was I. And then Nirvana. And then rave. I will never forget one time.. when we were with some other girls her age. And I was 11 maybe? And I didn't understand why the hell were they all laughing at me when I said I'm into raves. Because I did own a pair of shiny silver pants!

But I was never really ashamed of admitting that I'm practically copying everything she did. Because in my eyes she was totally the coolest person ever so why would that be bad. Looking on the past now, I still don't think it was bad. In fact I'm kinda grateful for her trying always to escape from me and searching new things, because I certainly learned a lot more than I would on my own. Especially when it comes to music. I will always feel in debt to my sister, because when all these cheesy boy bands came along, she was old enough to hate them (except 'Take That'.. they were her weak spot. But I think better them than 'Backstreet Boys') so naturally I hated them. I am proud to say I never owned a CITA poster or had a crush on Nick!

The summer I finished my 4th year of elementary she and a friend of hers went to a language course to L.A. Returning with (to me at least) sick ass new wardrobe she also brought a Alanis Morissette CD - Jagged Little Pill. I listened to that religiously for months.

After that I slowly started to realize I wanted my own identity and was trying to find my own cup of tea. It was a rocky road :)

Much later, when (I believe) she was over trying to get away from my never ending stalking and was more into broadening my horizons, she got me to listen to The Beatles (not 'The Yellow Submarine' mainstream stuff, but more their not so famous things which in my opinion is the best), Queen and other epic music.

So why am I talking about all this today? Well.. I'm feeling a bit blue and I'm spending the day with 90ies music in the background.. and I came across this video I really like. Song? It's ok. But video I really like. Don't know why actually. It's not brilliant, it's not that original. Maybe it's just the feeling I get when watching it, because it reminds me of my sister :) 

That's it for now. Just 8 more days and I'll be at home, hugging the shit out of everybody :)
And sis.. if you're reading this - I love you!

take it off

you call me lavender..
you call me sunshine..

smaller boobs

so i found this pic below on a friends tumblr (it's really nice.. but i must warn you - first time i saw it.. i felt a bit violated. let's just say i had to take a shower and i cried a bit - and i don't even mind porn. but it does have loads of cute kitteh.. sooo.. it equals out??)

this is the pic:

my question is:
if i want smaller boobs, does that mean the books i read are too good?
i like that thought :)

why do architects wear black and not see-through-blue underwear??

So i went to Rome this weekend. It was awesome of course and I will do a report as soon as I gather the pictures (I know.. I still owe you a Milano report, I didn't forget.. it's just on the back burner for now).

But yes - Rome. It was amazing. The only problem I have is.. the photos. You see, there is a wildly spread rumor that architects wear only black. There is even a book about that - called 'why do architects wear black?'

My problem is that on those photos from Rome (we were there for 3 days) I look like I'm wearing the same thing.. because it's all black. And I was so surprised when a friend came to visit me at my home here in Milano and I had on 'home clothes' - dark gray H&M leggings, red boyfriend RL shirt, and she said 'wow, finally I see you in something that is not black'. Didn't pay much attention then but seeing my recent photos.. it makes me wonder.. is colour really better?

Let you be the judge of that.

i'm in love with these boobs - it's almost like.. super hero vibe. you know.. silver surfer 'n stuff.

I especially love this one.. it's like an soopr-lady-like glory hole :)

i walk around in the summer time saying 'how about this heat'

So I've just spent an hour writing a ranting post about how I dislike people who shove their believes down your throat on Fb or wherever.. you know the kind. Vegans and sport obsessive ones, and Herbal life supporters.. Girls who are too damn virtuous for porn, but post all the time something about 50 shades.. Girls who feel self conscious and post Marlyn Monroe quotes about 'the real woman'. Yeah, I'm not the skinny type at all. But what are you saying.. Those skinny bitches are fictional? Because I always thought that's the opposite of real. Oh, don't forget the ones who want to stop animal cruelty..

I mean. Yeah sure. I support your cause. All of them. And if I don't I keep it to myself. It would be nice if you had the same courtesy. I mean.. do you really think that posting 50 pic/day about how animals are treated badly will change somebody's mind? No, you just make me block your obsessive ass, because I do care, and I don't need all that nasty shit reminding me every time I log in on my Fb. I'm a grown adult. I can decide by myself what to believe.

Don't get me wrong.. I'm all about enlightening people.. and yeeey education and knowledge. But you are not informing anyone. You're just raping us with what you think is best. And ok.. do that. I don't mind. As I said. I can always block the persons I don't like (on Fb and real life). But what bothers me is that you don't seem to know how to take it when somebody calls you out.

And yes.. I am painfully aware how this post goes against what I'm trying to say. But at least I can promise you that if you read this.. and hate it.. and ferociously comment.. there is a great possibility I won't give a fuck. And please don't take this personally.

And I promise you.. next time.. there will be boobs again :)

This is just a song I like.. and it's slightly connected with the train of thoughts I was having when I was writing this.

boobs

boobs.. because im tired. and they look great. makes me feel a bit better.

seven of them. because seven is a magic number.

smoking 2.0

so i've found another bunch of pro-smoking photos.. and i remembered a cool song.. so.. here it is.

i just love danny trejo

and this is the song.. i heard it last year and it really sticks with you. and i want the pink hair !! maybe for christmas..

it's just a cigarette and it's only marlboro light

tanti auguri :)

it's my bday today!
yeey? no! im getting way too old.. but still :)

i'm eating one of the delicious cupcakes i made yesterday! :) yuuuum? more like double yum!! :)

little nympho

I've been watching Parks and Recreation for some time now and I think it is hilarious. But I usually don't bother people with what I watch.. until now :) Leslie is great.. and this is my fave scene so far.. :) little nympho!

And of course the best part is Tom's comment about the pants:
"Ohhhh, it says 'nympho' on the butt in silver sparkly letters. Nympho means you're addicted to sex. And, since it's on the butt, there are other implications as well. So those are a maybe."

BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY

Remember that competition I was talking about few posts back?? Well.. they changed the conditions.. for the better!!!

The new rules are, that all of the entered pieces will be up for sale for a limited period of time (3 weeks). So that means.. you can buy mine! :) Or some other. But mostly MINE :)

Here are the direct links to my pillows!

The lovely creepster owl:

link is here: http://ohhdeer.com/owl-sleep-you

And the not-so-scary bugs:

link is here: http://ohhdeer.com/dont-let-bed-bugs-bite

Every sold item will be of course much appreciated!!

I'm even thinking of doing 'Kickstarter' thing --> if you buy one pillow (and tell me about it here or via email) I'll send you an  awesome one of a kind bookmark I'll make especially for you ;)

The Big Change

So I've moved to Milan, Italy for a year. Surprise!

I didn't talk much (or at all) about it before, cause I didn't want to jinx it. But now I'm here and the revision of first impressions are due. And before I start.. there are some thanks in order..

It started last Friday. I met up with one of my most talented and generous friends I have - NinaK. She gave me the cutest gift imaginable -

for non-slovenian readers, it says: Tanja is going to the big boot (you know.. Italy is shaped like an enormous boot)

And that's just the wrapping! :) for the insides to be understandable I must show you this pic first.

It's my beloved cat Ozi, who I sadly couldn't take with me for this year (she's in the best hands tho.. my moms) leisurely stretching on my new luggage I bought for moving.

So what Nina gave me, was this:

italian phrases with pronunciation and on the inside her drawing of my luggage :)

and this:

it says: If you gonna miss your Ozi too much, here's one you can pin on your heart.

Of course she made everything herself. Now you see why I said 'the most talented'? :)
ps. she has her own page on facebook --> Handmade sweetheART
I hope she doesn't mind me advertising her like that :)

Then on Friday night I went out to my favorite club in Ljubljana - K4 which I recommend if visiting Lj. I met up with some of my other friends which was sooper nice (and i got some more gifts of which I can't put pics on - bottle of bubbly, choklits and such, because they no longer exist) :) I did get the weirdest bill in the club tho

No, i did not buy weed.

So the next morning I woke up and went home to mom and dad. Mom made the most delicious lunch for me and my closest friends. And they got me.. books :) people who actually know me, know I'm a huge nerd. I love to read. I even have a Goodreads account (the only one from my company of friends.. which is kinda sad I guess)

I got Jamie Oliver , 50 shades of gray (which was accompanied with a speech how this can be my back up plan if I don't meet anybody hot here) and Genesis. For me.. best gifts I could imagine. 

And from my big sis I got some spending money, which is of course always welcomed :)

Then on Sunday my parents drove me here for which I am grateful so much that words can't describe. 

Now I'm here and I love it. This week went by in a blur with all the settling in and what not so I don't have any material of the place I'm staying and the city itself. You can expect update in days to come. For now I'll just say that I'm pleased with everything. Happy camper in general :)