The Great Gatsby

I have been wanting to say something about The Great Gatsby here for a while now but it just never happened. Yesterday I started reading Murakami’s Norwegian Wood*, and Watanabe’s favourite book is The Great Gatsby. Now, I don’t really believe in signs but for once something felt like a sign.

I have this book and I didn’t buy it, I just found it and it’s pure magic. I think I didn’t steal it though I feel like I did, for the person it belonged to doesn’t need books any more and the persons it might belong to now apparently don’t care much for it**. It’s really sad and a book doesn’t deserve such a destiny especially a copy like this one.

But the moment I really started wishing to show this book was after I watched the trailer for the new Gatsby film. First I saw some posters - Leonardo and Carrey Mulligan and I was already on board. But then I saw the trailer and no, I’m not so convinced any more  Too much Moulin Rouge for my taste and The Great Gatsby should not have too much of anything other than Gatsby. I’m no filmmaker and I won’t speak to soon. I’m still eagerly waiting for it, open minded and with (maybe slightly forced) enthusiasm. It’s Gatsby after all…

* I want to write about it, too.

** Don’t worry, I asked.

;)

*Serbian

Ah! The Real Fall!

I feel that fall is a pretty mean season, disguising as nice, but you don't really know what's going to happen. You only think you do.

Summer is hot, winter is cold and spring is pretty and both. But fall, it makes you feel safe with it's balmy temperature and sunny days and pretty colours. When you can wear short sleeves, no tights but also boots*, or you can wear open toes and jeans without being overcooked.

Then the temperature drops and your jaw drops and suddenly there's snow in Germany**. And suddenly you wear a coat you had just bought this coat and left on the chair to wait for the right (cold) time to fulfill it's purpose, but the time came early. And when you looked at the pictures you realized it needed ironing. And I hate ironing. I like my stuff wrinkled. I mean YOU.

Ok, it was me, you got me. I'm mad at fall, I left the coat on the chair and I like wrinkled stuff, but now I have to get this coat ironed. Exhausting!

* When I was younger it always puzzled me how on Earth these girls in magazines wear sleeveless tops and high boots or sandals and a trench and jeans. When and where is that practical, but it's so cool. Well, the answer is (two-timing, two-faced) fall!

** Stay warm, Petra!

;)

*Serbian

Belgrade Book Fair 2012

Belgrade Book Fair is my favourite time of the year. Birthdays and holidays have got nothing on it. Absolutely the best week of the year. This year the result is 17 books bought. Mostly second hand but in great condition and at half the price of the new books.

And every year I find at least one book that can be deemed the treasure. This year it was a copy of Breakfast at Tiffany's that I dug out from a pile in a cardboard box under desk in one of the stalls. It cost me less than a Euro and it's beautiful.

So, 17 books, in both English and Serbian (my superpower, reading in two languages, and I need more) will last me a while. Salinger, Murakami, Marques and I will have some great fun this year. OK, now I'm just bragging.

:)

*Serbian

An Expensive Blue Coat

Levi s Made Crafted coat (clipped to polyvore.com)

Thank you, Polyvore, for making me a better blogger! 

Today I saw 4 new comments and thought what a nice people you are, thinking of me even though there is no new posts. But the new post was there and how that happened, well, not a bad story.

I read a fun article over the weekend and decided to get inspired. So I started transferring the contents of my closet to Polyvore and making outfits (laugh if you will, but it's fun... and addictive, and time consuming). The point is to find the same (lucky) or similar items to the ones you own. 

And now we get to this coat. Last week I purchased the similar blue coat with a few pockets less and for a lot less money, actually for only 2 Euro. So I chose this Levi's one to represent mine on Polyvore, didn't even look at the brand or the price tag. And that is what caused this 'Polyvore incident'. Polyvore and Blogger decided that, out of all the things I added, this coat should become a post on the blog and be shared with the world. 

Now, I also have to add that besides the blue one I bought another lighter, dark grey coat, a long navy blazer and a black wool skirt and all that for less than 7 Euro. And for these I will apparently have to make posts on my own.

;)

*Serbian

Greek Cat

First few days that we spent in Greece there was not a cat to be seen. Just a couple of angry looking tails that I spotted in a bush. And I'm also not counting the hundreds of cats on the shelves of souvenir stores and on the tote bags pictured in different moods (horny cat being my favourite). So I was left wondering how the Greeks could claim the cat the national animal when there were no cats.

And for a few days I was left without my favourite subject for stalking and photographing. But then on a third and fourth day there was a strong wind and the see was restless, waves huge. And after that when everything settled down, the temperatures dropped from around 33°C to 27-28 °C and they finally came. And they were everywhere...

Oh, cats how i love you because you are so much smarter than me and also you couldn't care less about that.

:)

*Serbian

Instagram!

Two years ago, when I was just a blogosphere observer, people stared posting perfect retro looking photos that looked like they had been taken by my grandpa years before. But he had not, because how he could have taken a photo of my favorite bloggers feet, I ask you. Hipstamatic was the name, for the filter, not grandpa's, I did some online research and found it. Instagram was the name of the IPhone application and I didn't have an IPhone.

Well, I wasn't giving up and I started looking for similar... thingies. And found some.
First,the Poladroid, a little Polaroid camera for your computer. You install it and it sits on your desktop, makes a real Polaroid noise and you can shake your picture when it comes out Andre 3000 style. Not many options, but it's cute and addictive.

Then came the Picnic, recently promoted into PicMonkey. And this is what I call Photoshop for sloths (not the animal, me, and whoever feels like one). I am so proficient in PicMonkey, I can do anything. Photoshoppers have got nothing on me! Sloths!

And I've also found Pixlr-o-Matic. Gets the job than if you are lazier than an average sloth. Works both on and off line and on your phone also.

But that did not satisfied my curiosity about the Instagram, I was still hurt by its elitism towards moi, pour soul sans IPhone, although I pretended I didn't really care and I had other photo application friends (sour grapes).

But the day came. Instagram got released for the Android phones, sweet little green Androids! No, I didn't install it at once. I waited a few days, I played it cool. And finally I did it (nonchalant and cool, if I may add). And I had it, and it was NOTHING SPECIAL! Over the course of two years since the beginning of Instagram I found better friends. And they don't even have the Hipstamatic anymore (at least I don't see it). The only thing the still kept me there is storing memories in a pretty package quickly, without USB cables, programs and stuff, that's all

And as for the Android phone, yeah,... I don't really have it (I'll wait for you to laugh for a while, it' ok!). But my really nice boyfriend does. So, I do have an Instagram account (and no smart phone) and if you want to you can follow me, and find somethings like this and this:

1. A Siamese graffiti that's now gone, so, storing memories, people;

2. Giant stuffed dog on a giant suitcase, spoted on the Belgrade bus station. Lucky is the child who got it!

:)

*Serbian