Plague on Prague

Unfortunately, good things do not last forever and of course Summer holidays are not a exception. 

After a deserved three weeks break, today was my first day back to work (and the messy real world), so I thought bringing you some more impressions about my trip would probably improve my mood. So here you have the second part of my European tour series, featuring Prague this time.

Viena, baby

Hi everyone! I am back after a week of exhaustive and unforgettable travelling.

My European tour consisted on a crazy roadtrip, including: Budapest-Vienna-Prague-Dresden-Karlovy Vary-Konopiste-Brno-Bratislava-Budapest, so as you can figure out I am less than a shadow of myself at the moment. Nevertheless, it was TOTALLY worthy, and I can´t see the moment of travelling abroad again!

The world is not enough

The hourglass sand has been falling specially slowly this month.

Do you remember when you were a child and the first day for school holiday seemed reluctant to arrive?

What I did in June

When I first posted the June roundup, I received a couple of messages from readers suggesting me to continue with this section on a monthly basis. Positively, I think it is a good idea, mainly because I can be a bit lazy about setting posts together sometimes, and this is a non-stressful-way-at-all  to stay stuned.

Vampire blood lips

If you were asked what is my favourite colour, I am quite sure you would bet for black. 

Mostly because a good 95% of my wardrobe belongs to that tonality.

Nevertheless, you would be wrong. My absolute fav is red, specifically a type of red shade dancing between burgundy, ruby and crimson BUT it is so difficult to find pretty clothes on that colour to match with black... so I basically focus on red lips instead of red clothing. 

Botanic garden

Look twice at this picture: it´s me, on a sundress AND ponytails! 

How this hapenned? As a standard rule I don´t wear sundresses or ponytails at all.

In my homeland the weather is not that warm in the Summer with the exception of one or two weeks a year, so I basically limited my hot season options to average fabrics and full length hair over there. Indeed, I had never needed to wear the classic cotton maxi dress back in the north of Spain.