My Summer GetAway with The Crew

Heya loves!

You know it’s summer when you tighten your luggage for a vacation.
The last few months were with mixed emotions & now when the end of July came, it’s time for deserved rest. About two months ago, with my girlfriends, we organized a lovely holiday at the sea. Considering that this is our last year together, we have to spend every moment together. What better than seven days in an apartment near to the sea? It is just a dream that is about to become a reality.

Sand, sea, sun kissing our skin, night talks, cocktails, games, swimming pools, cozy restaurants & cheeky cafes, disco & dancing till 6 am. We will be like a big family.
We are now traveling so more information, as well as pictures from our trip in the next posts.

Kisses from us.

And where are you going to spend your summer break? With family or friends, will you be? At the beach, on a mountain, or a city excursion?



3 Years Of Acquaintance

On this sunny morning I remember the good days before. I had just finished school, and I had focused on something really new and interesting. Thank you, Ettie, for launching your blog ‘Letters to Antoinette’. Thank you that with every passing post you inspired me and so until the day I decided that I could launch one, too. Then I knew nothing but I wanted to write about things, to say my opinion and to give advice. I did not know about this community, I did not know about the thousands of bloggers, I did not know exactly what to do, but I knew I wanted to do it.

And here I am, celebrating my 3rd Anniversary.

For these three years, I’ve learned so many posts that have touched and inspired me in one way or another. I became acquainted virtually with many people who have the same interests as mine. I have read many stories from people’s lives, learned what food they love and what not, what is their favorite place for afternoon tea or coffee. We all became a big family. A community that does not stop welcoming new and new people, as well as supporting their endeavors.

One of my favorite social networks is Twitter. Thanks to the small posts written by people using hastags (#), many people find you easily, follow you and start a communication with you. I can not forget my first Twitter chat. It was so nice to think on a topic and chat with others, then to exchange links on our blogs, to comment, to show support at all.

As I have a blog, I’m increasingly aware that people around the world are really very nice and friendly, always ready to listen to you and give you some advice, no matter that they do not know you. But over time I notice a change. A big change. Chats are not what they used to be. The communication fades somehow. Personally, it’s getting harder for me to chat with someone. I see a construction of some hierarchy and everyone follows their own interests.

Small bloggers like me who have not paid for either design or domain. I write posts and rely on myself for their dissemination.
Bloggers like almost everyone I know. Unique sites, great interweave, incredible photos and style of writing.
‘Climbing bloggers’ – those who are spotted by some companies, they send them products for testing, share their posts on other sites, these bloggers develop to another level.
Famous bloggers – constantly going to some events, working with companies and photographers.
That’s what I see in this community.

Each follows its purpose.

Yesterday, I opened a topic and wrote a post about something that makes me disappointed and really pissed off, you can read the post here, would like to see what you think about it. I also mentioned the blogging world. More and more I see a built stereotype of pictures, posts, ideas, even thinking. I do not see that uniqueness I saw before. I do not like it that I constantly read tweets from bloggers complaining about followers, site views, comments and so on. From the sides it seems as if there is no desire, but some passion for as much as possible. Numbers are brought to the fore, which is sad.

Promoting is getting stronger now. You may have seen a lot of sponsored posts on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter. There is almost no place where you can not pay so your posts to be shared. Separately, the emails that I and other bloggers for sure recieved too – whether we want to maximize and improve the performance of our site or page, a month’s period test, then some insane sums per month. What is happening?

Day after day, I’m convinced that somewhere there are people who are only excited about their financial situation. I realize that money is a powerful force that really moves the world. There is almost no man who is not entangled in this network.

For so short a time, blogging, like a hobby or even a job, ( yes, I understand that for some of you this is their job ), has become a cruel business in buying followers, views, and so on.

I write for pleasure. I created this place on the internet so I can share my thoughts with other people who do not even know me, to hear different opinions, to meet new people. I have plans for this blog. I also want to invest money in it because I spend enough time and effort to write posts and share them on social networks. But as I always answer on emails related to payments for such services – I want to achieve this success by myself, I want to touch people myself and build some kind of friendship with them. Blogging is really an incredible thing that teaches you a lot of things. I met great people I could boldly call friends. Not everyone thinks in the numbers, but the number of people who think about this, is growing more and more.

They started from the bottom (like everyone), they reached a peak and they forgot from where they started.

I am very grateful that there are still bloggers around me with whom I chat daily. We support ourselves, read our posts, comment and share with friends. I will be glad to keep this communication and one day to meet with them in the real world because I know we all love to travel and meet new people.

Thanks for these three years, for all the things that I learned ( I improved my photographic abilities, I improved my way of writing, I learned new words and phrases in English, also I become more supportive and friendly ).

Time for new adventures, new ideas, new posts. Hope you enjoy reading my posts.

See you soon with more life stories, thought-provoking articles, trips here and there, healthy tips and tricks and much more.

Wish you a great day!



Stunning Moments

You can read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4Part 5, Part 6 and Part 7 too


…Coming home from the disco in the morning, the only thing I needed was my bed. I could not wait to take off the heels, to take off the dress and to lie down. Honestly, I did not sleep much like I planned. Somewhere after three hours I woke up alone and felt almost rested, but I still heard a tingle in my ears.

I remembered the whole evening, the people who came to respect me and enjoy with me and my family my success. At the restaurant celebration we invited about 20 people, mostly close family friends.


The important guests I was expecting were Sylvia and Giovanni. When people started coming one by one, greeting me and giving flowers, I totally forgot who will come and who is already here at the table with us. Now, as I recall, it was becoming sweet and pleasant. We just made a toast with the newcomers when I saw more people coming up and I raised my head and Ettie was in front of my eyes. As soon as I saw her, I saw a baby cart and then Sylvia, the mother of Ettie. You can not imagine what excitement it was. I myself can not describe how happy I was from the fact that they have found time to come from far away (from the other end of Sofia) to respect me and to be present on that day with me.

Unbelievable but fact.

I was the happiest girl in the world, and still I am.

There is almost no one who does not know how much I love and respect Ettie. I have known her from the internet somewhere about 4-5 years. For all this time we have seen exactly 3 times, but I love her as a bigger sister. I believe in the sensation, and she is the most beautiful person of the East, who loads you with lost of energy even by looking at her picture or reading her post. So I am extremely grateful for this gift, the presence, the kind wishes and the fact that I could see her again, and the little Sofia. At least, I’ve seen her daughter ( Sofia ) before, when I was at the event organized Ettie and Ellie – you can read more about it here.



Of course, when you are invited to a prom, it’s like having a birthday party – you can not come without gifts( yes, you can but it’s like a tradition to give something ), but in most cases people give money. I have received many flowers, lovely cards with kind wishes, money, but also special gifts.


Maybe it is time to imply that my education does not end with the school, that is, after a few months the university calls me. The specialty I chose to study is psychology, but more about it and everything related to the university in the next posts. That’s why I got two books to provoke thoughts and reflections. I have not started to read them yet, but I can not wait to. Together with the books I received a chemical, a pencil and a rubber by Faber-Castel – my favorite eek! This is the other thing I adore very much, at home I have a lot of chemicals and I keep them. You can always win me with a pen or notebook.


I also received a set of necklaces and earrings in a pleasant, unsaturated purple color in the shape of a ladybird. They are really very tender and beautiful.


And one of the most special gifts was this bracelet from the Pepeldjiiski & Jeppson family. Or, in other words, from Ettie, Sylveto and Little Sofia. So far I have just dreamed of such a bracelet from Pandora, I’ve seen it from my girlfriends, and so on, but I have not thought so much about it. When Sylveto handed me the wonderful bag, I did not know where I was. Then I was still in shock and excitement, my hands were shaking, my eyes were full of tears. (I kept my tears from all the excitement so far, but when I saw Ettie I just could not shout, it was impossible first, then somehow mandatory – a sure way to show a real emotion). It was not important to me whether they were bringing presents or nah, but that they had come.

Thank you so so so much lovely family, I love you to bits.





And something very interesting.


The other day Vicky reminded me to share and write what we won at the disco. So now I will write a bit more than the previous post. As you already know there was very cool, we danced from the beginning and almost did not sit to rest. We had a lot of alcohol and did not even drink it all – yes, the dance was in the foreground. I remember how while I was dancing, the DJ mumbled something on the microphone, but I did not even know what, and so I did not distract him. But at that moment Vicky grabbed our hands – Vicky‘s one – mami (more here) & mine (at that point I realize how many girls I know with this name and it’s a little difficult hehe ) and she took us to dance on the dance floor. Then I realized they were giving best dancing awards and so on, but I did not even make much effort, just dancing and watching one of the girls looking at me and pointing to the man with those gift wraps and telling him something about me – so I was the first to get a gift wrap. In which gift wrap there was a voucher worth 100lv.

Soon we have to hang out together and get a drink.

And with this post, the whole school-related story is over. I was happy and honored to celebrate all, it is time to subdue new peaks. I hope you have been interesting to read about the educational system in Bulgaria, the special moments in the school, the people I met there, the successes, the difficulties, the prom itself.

Thank you for being part of my story.

The End.



The Final BIG Day #OOTD

You can read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 and Part 6 too.

They said I wouldn’t be nothing

Now they always say congratulations

Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation

They ain’t never had the dedication

People hatin’, say we changed and look we made it

Yeah, we made it!

Post Malone – Congratulations



The big day came.

The BIG BIG BIG daaayyy.

The day I can safely say that it’s all over and it’s time for fun. The prom is at the same time the end and the beginning of an unforgettable adventure. Honestly, I never imagined that day and how it will end. I did not think I would not go to school anymore, write homework or prepare for tests. I did not imagine myself in the world of the big ones, but here the day came.

I already realized it. I believed it. I felt it.

I even started to be eager to come this day so I can rest later. Honestly, the 12th year in school came to me somehow too much. It was a period of great change, awareness of mistakes, learning lessons, preparing for the future, growing up.

After passing the exams, there was another important day that was already a story. I do not know in your country how you celebrate the graduation from school, but we in Bulgaria are marking it properly. Everything is at a very high level and people put all their financial resources to make their child’s day a wonderful one. Preparation begins months before the big day. Of course, when it comes to boys, the preparation is much easier, but the girls do not feel that way. There are a lot of details that matter. Starting from dress, shoes, bag, jewelery, hairstyle, makeup and get to the little details related to skin tan, manicure, car. Everything must be exquisite. No, not must be, we just live in such a world that everyone is looking at the most expensive clothes, and people who can not afford such extras are ridiculed. Some people even choose not to attend their prom just for that reason. The worries around this day are great – what will be your dress, its color, how it will look, whether you are too weak or too fat…

My dress was simple and elegant. My preference for colors is peculiar, so I turned to the black color. Everyone knows I adore black clothes, just monochrome things you know. The dress was evening lenght long with drop shoulder, a large slit on the left and a back in lace.
For hairstyle and make-up, I totally confided to Mom, who is pretty skilldul and has a different look at things. Basically, everyone has the same hairstyle. That’s why mom made something different. My makeup was smoked in black and gold.
The details over which we came up were the bracelet and earrings in red and gold. That’s why I put a red lipstick, but honestly, I did not feel comfortable with it and I was glad the night it wiped out.

Trial Makeup lifewithrossye

Preparations started in the morning. I got up early, I took a shower and sat down in the chair, where I spent about an hour. For a very short time my mom did my hair and makeup, and I put on the dress and kitten heels, and took the most important things in my clutch (from a hurry I totally forgot the invitation for the restaurant itself, but Mom  went home to take it and brought it to me).






The celebration in Bulgaria is in three stages. First there is a gathering in a restaurant. The whole family, relatives and friends gather at a large table – they eat, drink and revel in honor of the graduate. This gathering takes about 4 hours starting at noon. Then it starts the more real part.

First, the whole class goes to take the class teacher from her home. There we counted, drank champagne and ate strawberries dipped in chocolate and coconut. Then we gather to school for more shots and shouting. My driver next to the tutor was a mommy’s girlfriend, and then I moved to Vicky’s car. We listened to music and prepared for the evening.

The very school ball starts at the restaurant we all have chosen. All students and part of the teaching staff attended the memorable evening. And the evening represents the following picture – delicious food, cold drinks, good music, lots of dancing, wonderful mood and loved ones. In the restaurant we were at seven in the evening until 11 and a half, after which came the order for phase three. Disco. At our booth we were just cool people all evening, maybe it was more accurate to say night, hehe, we had fun, we danced and we sang. For most of my classmates it was a rather strange situation because for the first time they saw me have fun with this kind of music. I’m a fan of American songs, rap, hip hop, stuff like that. But a little bit of alcohol helps a person to have fun at all, and yet one once has a prom and once he graduates school, that is, he should have fun as much as possible.

The day passed quite fast and it was already 4 o’clock in the morning when I realized it. By 5, I came home. My legs ached, my head ached, I had no voice, and my ears were ringing, but it was all worth it because I spent the best day in my life.

To be continued…



#TBT Some Emotions From My Graduation

You can read part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 and Part 5 too <3

…When May comes, it means everything is over.

This was a month full of emotions for me. On May 15th was the first day I felt to some extent that the new beginning was around the corner and was waiting for me. It was then our official graduation and celebrating the last year at school.

A highly sensitive person like me is experiencing such emotions deeply. Softened legs, trembling hands, clenched stomach and tears ready to flow like waterfalls from my eyes.

I finish school.


Once and for all.

There is no turning back.

There is no way to fix and change anything.

I learned a lot of things, some of which I will not even be able to put into action.

The End.

It’s time for a new beginning.

This day was not just a break with the school, the teachers, it was a day when one realizes that things will not be the way they have been. The people we spent about 35 hours a week in one building, in one room will take their own way. Only the good memories remain, sealed deep in our minds.

A friend of mine came home to prepare for the big day together, yep, it was one of the big days. You can only imagine two girls, clothes everywhere, makeup, shoes, excitement, emotions. It was a good day.


For this day, I decided that it was best to wear sporty elegant clothing and to be just casual not that elegant. For this reason, I wore a romper in color navy blue, combined with metallic gray casual kicks and a flap plus beautiful glasses in round eye shape. Extremely simple hairstyle, emphasizing the square shape of my face and opening my eyes and ‘no makeup’ makeup.


When we went to school, the excitement grew stronger. Everywhere people dressed beautifully looking quite altered. The different faces of some people came to light.
Bouquets of flowers, crying people, hugs, kisses, photos, laughter and tears. Moment filled with mixed feelings.

I thought I would cry a lot, but I managed to abstain. I wept when we got out in front of all of our class, and Vicky started talking. Then it seemed like these 5 years passed like a tape. I wanted to end, but I did not want to break up with the people I love.


The ceremony was short, then we stood before school so we could seal that moment with lots of pictures. We counted up to 12 because here in Bulgaria we do so – we celebrate 12 years of education.

Spontaneous friendships are the best!

My squad♥♥♥





After all, that day went on quite fast. May the time come back …
We went on because there is no point in sadness about past moments. We are waiting for such good things because life is ahead of us and we are writing our own history. We are no longer ordinary children going to school, we have grown up, we are young people waiting for work and university, excursions and holidays, coupons and entertainment.

It’s time to have fun, a lot of fun…

To be continued…



‘An Eye-Opening Friendship’

You can read part 1 of my 'School Life' story here

                       …How many friends did you have in your life? Do you keep in touch with all of them? Do you regret the lost friendship?

I personally have had about 10 ‘best friends’ for those nearly 19 years of my life, and frankly I do not talk to anyone at the moment. Different interests, just growing up, changing the city, moving to another school, there are many factors that have influenced it.

2015 was the year of opening the eyes. By this time I had my own ideas, dreams, beliefs, goals, and then everything changed. That summer I started working in the company where my mom works. The work I did, the people I used to communicate with, the friendships I made, all this made me open my eyes and see good what friendship is at all.

Then, when I started school in September, I was no longer the same person.

The high school itself, in which I was studying, enables after the 10th grade to choose a profiled education on given subjects – in this case – geography, history and mathematics. So in 2015 I split up with the class and the people with whom we were together from the 8th grade. Nearly everyone chose geography, but I ( plus three more girls ) thought that the best choice was math.

The new class meant new opportunities, new people, new characters to explore. Perhaps then was the moment I found the psychologist in myself. I started researching people around me, my new classmates. After the wonderful summer I had, I went back to school reborn and ready for feats.

After the insights I reached, I stepped back from the people. So the friendships I had started to break apart. I stopped sharing, I stopped interested, and I started experimenting. Moving into a new class, I had the opportunity to break away from what I already know and to sink into the depths of the unknown.

I remember how I started to annoy the girl that used to be my best friend at that time. I began to realize that she did not affect me well as I thought, she was just an energy vampire, a ball of negativism, with pessimistic view, and a very maximistic mindset. I realized I was choking. Something had happened, we were scolding and she told me ( she gave me a wonderful advice that she forgot itself ):

Go, make friends with other people!

That’s what I did!


At that moment, I realized what an incredible person I had beside me. A person who has always been to me, ready to listen to all my problems, thoughts and simplicity, and most importantly, ready to give me advice and help me.

It was maybe October, the month when I asked Christina to talk. We know each other from the 8th grade and honestly I share a lot of things with her, but I never before realized how valuable she was. Blinded by ‘that one’! I told her everything. I told her how I feel that I can not tolerate her any longer to crush and ruin me mentally without even realizing it. I told her I needed a change. Christina was amazed by this whole thing. There was a smile on her face. She was happy because I finally realize myself. It was nice for me to know that others had seen and realized what was happening too.

Few people know the truth itself …

Until last I kept some decent contacts, I did not want to fight with anyone, I was kind of sorry, but no longer! I have enough people around me who truly love, support and respect me and show it – something that is quite important to me.

We all need actions, not words!

Turning back the bar I realize how naive and blind I was. I believed that that girl was somehow perfect, real best friend, someone I could trust.
But despite what’s happening, I’m happy and grateful because I found the right way. And most importantly, I found genuine love and support in the face of others, first of all in Christina’s face. I am grateful!


Crispe, do you remember how me met – playing volleyball in the yard? Then I realized you were listening to YMCMB too. Do you remember how we were studying in information on the stairs on the 4th floor? Do you remember how we struggled to understand this chemistry thing? Do you remember walking to CBA and buying bread and salad to have a brunch at school? Do you remember the thousands of songs we listened to Nicki Minaj, Tyga, J Cole, Kendrick Lamar, etc.? We shared, we laughed, I cried – you comforted me, and still. It’s been a wonderful 5 years, for which I thank you!

I have always trusted my intuition and this has always helped me and opened me doors. Cuz we only life once.

To be continued…



Meet Up With The Girls

,, Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen… yourself, right now, right down, here on Earth.”

– Bradley Whitford


These are some of the things that I learned the other day. Frankly, Sunday was a day of eye-opening and rethinking everything – that happens and that doesn’t happen. The reasons. Why? How? When? Act now.

Trust your inner feeling and conquer the world.

Just follow your gut.

A wonderful afternoon spent in the company of smiling and positively charged people. Unlike previous event, which I went along with Annie – find more here, Sunday’s one was more than wonderful. I am very glad that I had the opportunity to attend it. Unfortunately my ‘partner-in-crime’ a.k.a LWR’s editor-in-chief couldn’t acompany me because she had work to do and had to travel to Varna. Also my other close friends had their plans, so I charged up my phone, dressed up, put some makeup on and headed to the mall Bulgaria. Alone but with a smile on my face.

A Cheeky Meet Up with A. &amp; E.(2)

The event took place in a cafe – Soho Cafe. Super nice place, with great atmosphere and scenery design. The staff was friendly and welcoming. There was a laden table with tasty morsels – zucchini with cream cheese and cherry tomatoes, bread with cheese, fillets, strawberries, capers, platters with cheese and cranberry sauce. All on level. Of course and drinks – champagne & other type of alcohol with peach juice.

Copas y Tapas


A Cheeky Meet Up with A. & E.(1).jpg

Some of you are wondering who hosted the event – two wonderful girls who I like very much ( a full-time blogger and part-time vlogger & a full-time YouTuber and makeup artist).


One of the girls is called Antoinette , which I had the opportunity to meet somewhere before four years. Since then I watch carefully every step she makes, I am interested in the development of her life and excited with her for each success she reach. She has a cosmopolitan personality. She loves to travel, just can not stand in one place even in this place are her family and friends. The trip brought to her happiness. For this reason, her life is so colorful, as is she. A crazy, always ready to act, smiling, funny, not shy, loved by all person – that she is.

Two years ago she went to Denmark and there she found her true love. Last year A. got engaged, got pregnant and gave birth to a lovely baby girl – Sofia-Malou.


And after all these events we finally managed to meet again. Although there were twenty more peeps the meeting was really exciting. Ettie was not alone. She was with one of her best friends – Ellie ( Makeupbuthow – EN | BG). The two beauties talked about the life in Denmark, what are people out there, what it is to live outside Bulgaria, how they coped. Interesting to me was to learn that women there are not so made-up – clothing, makeup, hairstyle, no-no.

They also have strange (in our eyes) way to eat. In their words, and yet another blogger friend of mine who studied and lived there, people in Denmark are not so welcoming and cant create friendships with foreigners. For them it is more difficult to perceive them. While Bulgarians have no problem with foreigners, we just love to meet new people and learn new things. Yet people are different and we can not judge them but only wonder who they actually are.

The meeting was very pleasant. We all talked & ate delicious food. Ettie gave some advice to a girl who wants to start a blog. Ellie spoke about her life and her passion for makeup. We learned details of the life of Ettie, about the men in her life, the future wedding, how to cope with difficulties in our lives, what she wants to work, and more…



I can not wait for the next similar event.



Huge thanks to Vicky that helped me with the post.