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jedna kožna jakna /one leather jacket

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Is there anything more timeless than a leather jacket? Considering that first clothing was made from fur and leather, it must had been one of the first clothing items.  However, what we know as the leather jacket today is more similar to the ones worn by aviators and the military in the early 1900ties. Leather jackets have since been associated with many  subcultures and groups (soldiers, cups, bikers, punks, goths, metal-heads etc) and ultimately they have made their way into closets of most people. Što je muškarac bez brkova, što je žena bez dobre kožne jakne? (to sam baš morala napisati) Vjerovatno je kožna jakna jedan od prvih komada odjeće ikada napravljenih, uzimajući u obzir da se u samim počecima civilizacije odjeća radila od kože i krzna. No, kožna jakna kakva nam je poznata danas nastala je u prvim godinama 20 tog stoljeća i nosili su je zrakoplovci i vojnici. Sve od tada, kožna je jakna popularna u mnogim subkulturama i i udruženjima (vojnici, policajc...

Just the two of us/ Nas dvije

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This post is all about my six months old puppy.  Veliki pesonja, tko bi rekao da je još štene?

“When you smell our candles burning, what does it make you think of?"

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“When you smell our candles burning, what does it make you think of, my child?" Winterfell, she might have said. I smell snow and smoke and pine needles. I smell the stables. I smell Hodor laughing, and Jon and Robb battling in the yard, and Sansa singing about some stupid lady fair. I smell the crypts where the stone kings sit. I smell hot bread baking. I smell the godswood. I smell my wolf. I smell her fur, almost as if she were still beside me.  "I don't smell anything," she said.”  ―  George R.R. Martin ,  A Feast for Crows My answer would be slightly different than Arya's, but it is fascinating how the smell can bring memories back in such a vivid way. For me the smell of candles brings memories of nights in a house by the sea...both cold and warm, winter and summer evenings, strangely similar, endlessly long...the sensation of hot wax on my fingertips and the little wax creations that I used to make...The smell of candles burning...being lulled t...

Rainy day in Split (photography) / Kišni dan u Splitu (fotografija)

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Split today (photo diary)

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