Thirteen three hundred sixty five

The day I saw Avengers for the third time and was rained on again

Sneakily taking a picture in the bus on my way back home. My hair gets curly in the rain. I am very pleased with that effect (my hairdresser talked me out of having my hair chemically curled but I still want them).

I was also unintentionally channeling Bruce Banner with my outfit (deep green jeans and purple sweater), very fitting.

The day I had my hair laminated

No, really! It’s a brilliant thing for hair (even if the name of the procedure sounds funny), especially for split ends, unruly, fuzzy hair or any kind of hair really. Protects the hair, makes them glossy and smooth.

I can do shampoo adverts now.

The day I saw Avengers for the second time after getting soaked in an epic thunderstorm

This is a cinema ladie’s room. Tried to capture that the reflections were endless there but only managed to scare off some random girl. 

Oh and Avengers were as great as the first time.

The beautiful May day by Neris river

Am on my way back home from dance practice (standing on The Green Bridge). Sunset in Vilnius is beautiful.

The day when we did tons of repair work at mother’s house

I am lying here on the sofa in the yard, having a break. Two sofas and an armchair were put in the yard for the weekend while we painted the ceiling, scrubbed off old wallpapers and put up new ones, redid the floor (just in one room, others are still not done yet)… Not to mention I did quite a bit of gardening beside all that. 

But I must say when we had some barbecue on Saturday evening, it was the most comfortable one - sitting on the sofas around the fire, stars above our heads, eating and having a beer after the exhausting day… Amazing.

The day I found a little street I have never been to before

Weird, because it’s really close to where I live, I haven’t somehow ventured there up until that day. I love discovering new little corners of my beautiful city.

The second day of Easter

On the bus way home from my mother’s. 

The day when one of the last snowstorms happened

April the 2nd to be exact. Look at those dark clouds gathering.

The day when the weather went batshit insane and at the end turned back to winter

Two days ago it was typical spring weather, not yet warm but already there. Today though it was hurricane like wind, rain which later turned into snow + rain, which later turned into snow and more snow and more wind and more snow.

This is me just now after a pub quiz. Snow woman.

Weather, what the actual fuck?

The day when it was still spring

On a bus going back to Vilnius after visiting my mother. Saturday was beautiful, warm, +14C and sunny. Sunday was a bit gloomy and colder but still alright. Monday however… but about that atrocity - later.

The day when I turned into an Eskimo.

It’s not visible in this photo but it’s snowing hard (I’m on my way to dance practice). The whole day was non-stop snowing and wind. Of course just when I thought again of wearing shorts to work (with tights, I am not crazy).

At least it’s not minus twenty-something below 0. It’s quite nice actually if not for all that wind. Yesterday was perfect: warm enough but not melting the snow, no wind, simply beautiful winter day. I love winter here when it’s like that.

The day of black clothing, tasty dinner and wine

Fridays are my happy days.

It was a New Year’s Eve in London (photo courtesy of Curly)

Cosplaying harem!Sherlock (deerstalker and the riding crop sadly aren’t mine).

Fun times. Drunk times. Happy times.

The day I was curly.

I love it. Sad though that the curls hold only for a day (with tons of hairspray).

The day I changed back to having dark chocolate hair

Oh and I also need my hair to be curly for tomorrow’s dance recital. As I don’t have any device to make curls, I always resort to plaiting my hair for the night.

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