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Zlatiborsko Maglovenje – Zlatibor Jiffy

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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

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