E ora 9 dimineata, ma uit pe fereastra e liniste totala si mult soare afara, caldura si parfum de vara in aer. Ma uitat la ceas si devin din ce in ce mai nerabdatoare, parca timpul statea in loc si orele de abia treceau, nu vreau sa tina cu mine. Astept in continuare ca prietena mea sa vina acasa, vreau sa ies, vreau sa vad ce imi poate oferi acest oras, mai exact Timisoara.
E prima zi si eu inca nu am vazut nimic, nu stiam la ce sa ma astept, nu stiam unde aveam sa mergem, desi imi povestise in nenumarate randuri cat de frumos este si cat de multe avem de vizitat. Poate ca ar fi trebuit sa imi repet singura in cap, sa ma calmez si sa imi stapanesc emotiile ce aveau sa ma cuprinda.
Aveam in minte o sumedenie de idei legate de imbracaminte, nu ma puteam hotarî asupra uneia singure, dar mi-am spus ca daca tot sunt fixata pe catifea in ultima perioada de timp, voi alege tricoul scurt din catifea si fusta cu nasturi. Doua din must have-ul acestui sezon, se imbina de minune, confortabil si atragator, sunt doua din calitatile pe care le caut la maxim atunci cand creez o tinuta. Dupa mi-a fost foarte usor sa completez acest look, accesorizand-ul fara probleme, palaria si rucsacul au venit de la sine fara prea multa concentrare. O pereche de botine si sosetele clasice peste genunchi si am fost gata de plimbare.
Ceea ce am vizitat si vazut este o adevarata poveste si cu siguranta voi repeta experimenta.
It’s 9 o’clock in the morning, I look out the window and see total silence and a lot of sunshine, with the heat and the summer fragrance in the air. I looked at my watch and became more and more anxious, as if time was still in place and the hours were barely passing, I did not want to keep with me. I did not want to keep waiting, but still had to wait for my friend to come home, I wanted to go out, I want to see what this city can offer me, namely Timisoara.
It’s the first day, and I have not seen anything yet, I did not know what to expect, I did not know where to go, although I had been repeatedly told how beautiful it was and how much I had to visit. Maybe I should have told to myself repeatedly to calm down and master the emotions that would encompass me.
I had a lot of choices of clothing, but I still could not decide on a single one, but I told myself that if I’m still into velvet in the last time of the year, I would wear my short velvet jersey with the button skirt. Two of the season’s must-have, blends wonderfully, comfortably and appealing. These are two of the qualities I look for when creating a outfit. Afterwards it was very easy to complete this look, accessorizing without any problems, the hat and the ruksak came without much concentration. A pair of boots and classical socks over the knee and we were ready to walk.
What I have visited and seen is a true story and I will definitely repeat the experience.