One suburban lil lady decided one day that it was about time to
visit UK soil for the first time, but not on an ordinary level.....Lil lady
decided to visit the place previously made and underlined somewhere between a
dream and reality.....Manchester, UK.
A trip to UK, from Croatia, was a non-stop "mujeres al borde
de un ataque de nervios" label. Was it because she was pretty much aware
that she's gonna see her guy after some time, meetin' his parents or just the
fact that she's gonna step onto a UK soil for the first time, not really
sure.....But what she was aware of is certaintly the fact that she's the only
Balkan girl onboard! Shocking no? An almost 3 hour flight, I pod touch music
with Placebo, Alice in Chains and The Stone Roses in the background and a lil
snacks, she was finally above the Manchester airport on the point which her
heart started bangin' so loud to embarrassment.
Stepping onto the UK soil was amazing. I am aware of the fact that
this sounds pretty much tacky, but believe me.....maybe it was. I don't think
she would care, to be precise.....
UK border police was pretty much kind. Not that she didn't expect,
but still.....She arrived from a country outside of EU with the passport and
citizenship of a country that's not even close to enroll into the mentioned
Union, so it was pretty close to another "breakdown". The only one,
besides two Chinese, in the queue for international/Non EU traveler, she filled
the Border form and kindly stepped in, handed her passport, and chatted a lil
bit a border officer. Besides the fact that she was supposed to explain every
single detail about her trip to UK and even explain what relation does she have
with the mentioned person to whom she's going to, it was a pretty nice and
constructive lil chat, which also included a very, now known fact, that she's a
United fan for the last ten years!
The first thing she noticed, of course besides chick-flick huggin'
and very well noticeable kissin' in the middle of the airport (I think you
could actually hear the very famous three lil words "get a room"), is
style. Or shall I say, no-style-at-all. Shocked? Pretty much. Not that the well
known fact of suburb non-style cities wasn't present, but I must say she expected
more. Come to think of it, if you are coming from a relatively poor country
where, I must say you may notice pretty much stylish people, it's expected that
you find more stylish people abroad, especially when it comes to a pretty rich
individuals who live in UK. Not that she wasn't aware of the fact that that's
Manchester and not capital London, but she did expect more.
Especially when she was slapped with the fact that fashion
magazines are double cheaper in UK then in her own country! Stressed by that fact,
she entered the "non-secure-money zone" in WHSmith and bought 25
pounds worth of fashion, music and movies magazines. I know.....A well-known
psycho is revealed as well as the lil question which popped out: Do you have to be gay or be into
Fashion business in order to dress correctly?
Walking through the Manchester for a week was a brand new/fresh
start for her half-tormented mind. Besides the fact that she's reunited with
her guy, she had a lot of things to think about, like what to wear on a typical
Western/UK wedding. After a lil bit of reconsideration and consult with her
suitcase, especially if you think about the fact that she wasn't aware that
she'll be in a wedding before she came to UK, she decided to be a lil bit
simple-classy, to show off that people from Balkan countries can really dress
and feel more stylish in comparison to what people think, Balkan rednecks!
Silky Penny Black short-sleeve shirt, half-wool dark green pants, dark blue
Armani Jeans ballerinas and a beautiful 100% silk scarf, with colory small
Desigual letter bag. Very simple, cozy, show-off style. Loud and proud.....and
I must say she made it. The fact that the bride was very much interested in all
of that including, as she said "gorgeous", it was enough for her. They
probably thought "She really didn't look like she's from the
Balkans".....That's the catch.
As far as the outfits on the wedding, besides the bride's wedding
dress (I must say she was kind a skeptic, if it's not made by Vera Wang,
Vivienne Westwood or similar, wedding dresses are pretty much the same kind,
and not very original.....but this one was typical but very well made!), it was
pretty clear that they are really not able to dress properly. You could have
actually seen some pretty shocky images there. Wrong colors, wrong shoes, and
Oh dear Lord.....wrong moves!
Conclusion would be simple, UK is still amazing.....but The
Balkans are not that bad ha? ;)
