Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing

I dok se gusta magla probijala Zlatiborskim idiličnim pejsažem, jutro je dobijalo zagonetnu formu. Toplina daha ostavljala je trag, poput dima cigarete.  Iglice borova su podrhtavale pod snegom. Jato udaljenih ptica, tačkalo je sivilo neba, praveći jedini zvuk, koji je remetio spokojni san usnulog jezera.

While thick fog was spreading through Zlatibor idyllic landscape, morning was gaining a mysterious form. Heat of breath leaving a trace, like cigarette smoke. Pine needles trembled under the snow. A flock of distant birds, stipple the greyness of the sky, making the only sound that disturbed the peaceful dream of the sleeping lake.

Sweater: H&M

Skirt: Vintage

Coat: C&A

Clutch: Asos

Boots: Report (Gift from my friend Majda from USA)

Photos by Dario Poljak

Style by Hajducica


Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing
Hajducica Style - Clothing

Moram da priznam da me je oduvek privlačila brutalistička arhitektura. Taj, kako ga ja zovem “komunistički” sistem gradnje, karakterističan za zlatno vreme uzdizanja radničke klase, svedok je decenija koje su već odavno nestale sa pozornice. Kada zatvorim oči, stvaram jasnu sliku, kako su ljudi tada živeli, neopterećeni bremenom ubrzanog života. Mali čovek, predstavnik proleterijata, bio je zaokupljen svojim trivijalnim obavezama. Živeći u zgradama koje su načinjene od neprobojnih materijala i sam je bio uveren da je njegova egzistencija čvrsta poput armiranog betona.

I must admit that I was always attracted by Brutalist architecture. That, what I call the communist” system of construction, typical for golden age of the rise of the working class, the witness of the decades that have disappeared a long time ago, from the stage. When I close my eyes, I create a clear picture of how people lived then, unencumbered by the burden of accelerated life. The little man, a representative of the proletariat, was occupied with trivial obligations. By living in buildings made of bullet-proof material, he was convinced that his existence as solid as reinforced concrete.

Photos by Dario Poljak

Style & Text  by Hajdi