Living like Blair Waldorf #2

If you really want something you don't stop for anyone or anything until you get it.

Waking up in the morning to realise that I don't have my own personal Dorota is why the world could be a better place. I felt... nostalgic today, which is quite an odd feeling for me. I mean I wouldn't call myself very sentimental as I have always been a 'get up and go' sort of person no matter what. I didn't think to call home once this week and for a second I forgot what it was like living in the green pastures of Ireland. Suddenly I was calling mother and texting my version of Serena van der Woodsen, Kamile. Finding a friend who speaks fashion is like finding the classic Chanel bag that's constantly out of stock. I found myself reminiscing over the times where we spent afternoons gossiping about mediocre people over coffee in Starbucks, evenings shooting lookbooks and nights showing everybody up in the club. It really baffles me to think that when this blog blows up, we'll be travelling to the fashion capitals of the world together, attending glamorous fashion shows, afterparties and important meetings. Call it destiny or call it faith, It's going to happen.

So I started eating super healthy this week and exercising like the dresses in Bergdorfs depended on it. Although I did have a few mishaps (sigh), I can say being healthy and fit is one of the most rewarding things. Imagine yourself trying on a pair of jeans that used to be too small for you but now fits perfectly; your heart races and your smile widens, you exhale and feel like you've accomplished something bigger than solving the world's financial crisis. 

I'm finally learning to use my time more wisely now too, this week was as busy as the streets of New York as I tried to fit everything into my schedule, including socials with some new friends. I can tell you that this week was both thrilling and dim all at the same time. When Hayden Williams likes your regram on instagram, with a popular account following you and also remembering the times when Robert Cavalli liked your photos consistently, you simply cannot be in a bad mood,  I said to myself. Despite my troubling exam results, which made me want to cry more than the level of rain pouring from the sky,  I finally feel like I'm on the right track you know. I'm going after what I want, getting thinner and working harder. What more could a girl want?