What I got up to in 2014...


As much as I would like to post a bunch of photos of me in some sparkling NYE outfit and gush about my party plans, my night will most likely consist of me watching TV in bed and devouring some delicious food. For the first time in 7 years, I decided to spend this day with my parents and fight off the remains of the sickness that came to me unwanted on the first day of Christmas (NOT a cool present).

I decided to write a little recap of the past year instead, even if I'm going to end up being the only person reading it. I'm in favour of thinking about all the highs and the lows and possible areas for improvement when the year draws to a close. Don't we all feel a little excited about the opportunity to start everything anew and leave all the worries behind when the clock strikes midnight on New Year's Eve? I know I do.

I remember as I was scrolling through Tumblr around this time last year, I came across an extremely inspiring quote that I decided to make my motto. It said:

"Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365-page book. Write a good one."

Today, for the first time in years, I'm actually looking back on the past year with happiness. Not the 'I wasted another year, let the new one begin already' kind of disappointment, not relief that it's almost over- instead, I'm feeling pure happiness because of what I have accomplished and I'm hoping to make 2015 an even better one.

2014 is the year I worked very hard on finding my confidence and tried to care less about what others might think- while it's a lengthy and complex process and I still have my dark moments, I know I'll get there someday. It's also the year I decided to cross a bunch of points off my bucket list, make some dreams come true and do things that would make me genuinely happy.

I went to my very first music festival and saw a number of great artists live- including Kings of Leon, Florence and the Machine, David Guetta and Ella Eyre. After the last concert finished at 3am, still high on endorphins, I jumped into the car to get to the place where I'm studying, which is 300km away. In the morning, I was about to sit an extremely difficult exam, which at the time seemed virtually impossible to pass on the first attempt. I'm still not quite sure how I did it, but having had just one hour of sleep, I was among the 8 lucky people who passed and a day later I officially completed my first year of university! 

In July, I moved to one of my favourite places in the whole wide world- London, where I got my very first job (better late than never, I suppose), met some truly wonderful people and made incredible memories. One of the things that stood out for me was finally going to the Emirates Stadium to watch an Arsenal game- a diehard Gooner right here! ;) It's been three months since I got back and I still start numerous stories with "when I lived in London..." (I wonder who's secretly tired of those already!) 

Last but most certainly not least, 2014 is the year I got back to blogging and founded The Dashing Diaries. While it hasn't been easy and I do feel like I'm my only reader most of the time, I'm doing what I love and that's what really matters at the end of the day.

To finish it off, I wanted to wish you all a Happy New Year. May the upcoming year bring you lots of love, joy and success, be it personal or in blogging. Don't hold yourself back and pursue your dreams, one after another! Remember that tomorrow is the beginning of yet another book of your life, make sure to write an excellent one! Have a glass of champagne for me and see you all in 2015!

We're happy tonight, walking in a winter wonderland

I am well aware of and terribly sorry for how long I kept you waiting for the second post (by 'you', I mean those couple of readers that actually stuck around). I guess that's what happens when you spend too much time on a blogging break and get too caught up in trying to enjoy the smallest joys in life as of late. Those included a pub quiz, late evening mall runs, shooting funny videos with my roommate and watching the silliest movie we've ever seen until 3am, all wrapped up in our duvets and snacking on an advent calendar. It's been a while since I focused on making memories instead of checking my phone all the time and I'm not going to lie- it felt really good. I'm back in my hometown now, enjoying the presence of my family and doing some last minute Christmas preparations. Today, me and my mum finally got round to decorating our tree to the tunes of typical Christmas songs. This time my mum decided on a blue and silver colour scheme and even though I say it every single year, the tree truly exceeded my expectations.

What I wanted to share with you today are some pictures from 2 weeks ago, when my mum came to visit and I decided to show her the place which is an absolute must-see in the weeks leading up to Christmas. I love the atmosphere of Christmas markets, even if I go there just to swoon over amazing decorations and pretty lights because most of the things are simply too expensive. Every single year they gather artists who offer unique, quality handcrafted goodies and they have food trucks to comfort people after hours spent in the cold- what's not to love?

It was really hard to get a decent photo of me because of the omnipresent crowds and unflattering lighting (hey, we're no photography pros, but we'll get there...) so this one will have to suffice for now. I hope my little recap managed to put you in the Christmas mood at least a bit and you enjoyed it as much as I did sharing it all with you.

Last but not least, I wanted to wish each and every one of you a Merry Christmas. May this special day be filled with love, joy and peace. I hope being around your loved ones brings you lots of wonderful moments to cherish and Santa ticks off every single point on your wishlist!

I go back to December all the time

When, with a heavy heart, I was announcing my break from blogging, I said that it could even take me 'up to 2 months'. Looking at it in retrospect it appears that I only got the '2' part right as it took me a whole 2 years to get it together and come back. A lot has changed since then, but if there's one thing that remained unchanged over the years, it's my love for all things fashion.

If you used to read my blog back when it was called Glamour Kills and are still here, I just want to say a heartfelt thank you. It's been a long journey and there were days when I doubted if I could ever return and run a blog that people would actually be willing to read. If you're new to the party, let me briefly introduce myself. My name is Dominika and I'm a 20-year-old university student. I spend a lot of time listening to music, fangirling, gushing over pretty dresses, daydreaming and making mental maps of places I would love to visit in the future.

When I was planning my big comeback, I would always tell myself one thing- 'I want it to be in the summer'. Winter makes fashion blogging a hundred times harder, as if beginnings weren't hard enough. It especially holds true when you live in a place where every attempt to take off your coat in order to take some decent photos bears the risk of turning into an ice cube. However, my procrastinating side got the best of me and I have hundreds of spring/summer photos sitting in my folder while I ended up making my big return in the middle of December instead.

Well, at least my blog will share a birthday with one of my favourite people- Taylor Swift, and this can never be a bad thing. Ever.
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