Sometimes I wonder why I am such a paradox of a being;
why I am temperamental and constantly seeking change.

My name has two meanings. In Hebrew,
I am a sea of bitterness; I constantly ebb and flow,
casting others aside, picking them up in my salt
water in which nothing can grow.

In Latin, I am
the star
of the sea.
I am light; I pulse out to other floating creatures
inhabiting the same turquoise waves
as I // I tendril out rays of beams of streams of

I was born for naladovy.
I was born into
waves and tides and seasons and moon-pulls.

I will constantly be
between the two parts of me that are
both half
both whole
of who I am.

Accepting this
will heal me.


Where does it come from, Where does it go?

Well, let me preface this post by highlighting the irony that is me writing this at this specific moment in time, having put-off preparing for English Extension 1 all day and still promising myself I will do just a little bit of exercise before I go to sleep tonight.

Having been an avid procrastinator pretty much my entire secondary education life (for lack of a less concise term), motivation was always an illusion to me; a mirage hovering just above the horizon that seemed a very, very, very long way away. However, I decided that at the beginning of my HSC year (October, 2013) that I needed to get my act together and Start. Doing. Things.

It sounded daunting: the promise of actually completing my homework the night I was given it, of beginning my assignments as soon as I received them and not leaving them until the night before, and of waking up early in the morning to get my exercise for the day done and dusted.

Experts say that it takes 2 weeks to make or break a habit, and I personally found that to be the case (from what I remember). After I set myself a daily schedule, making lists and setting intentions, I began to find it more and more easy to stick with what I was doing. In all honesty, I was thriving on that routine (and I hope to return to it more or less after this Thursday [!!!!!]).

Motivation can be a very fickle thing, as I’m sure most of you know. If you seek it without yourself, it will eventually fail you. No matter how many pictures of Candice Swanepoel or Karlie Kloss you stick above your treadmill, no matter how many quotes about learning and succeeding and achieving are pinned up around your room and above your desk, none of that will work in the long run unless you feel it within yourself. Of course, vision boards and image and quotes can be inspiring, but ultimately, your ability to succeed in whatever your goals are comes down to you and you alone.

That being said, I’m not pretending to be an expert here – heaven knows I’m not motivated all the time. But (and this brings me to my next point), as long as there is a strong desire for change within you, it is possible for you to persevere. Some days during STUVAC, I didn’t feel like studying at all. But I knew deep down that I wanted to do my best in the exams, so I pushed through that feeling and just began with some really banal work (for me: biology notes and revision).

I wasn’t necessarily feeling motivated, but I pressed on and I did it anyway – I persevered.

I feel like these days, the illusion of motivation has become really prevalent: we see success and idyllic lives constantly, on our Instagram, Facebook and other social media feeds, in advertising and in media and in the blogosphere (wow, that actually read as a word), but I can assure you that this motivation is not constant, even amongst the most dedicated of people.

What sets those we deem successful is a mélange of a few things:
Their own personal criteria for what success looks like for them.
A desire deep within themselves to thrive at what they do. This could also be defined as motivation.
An ability to continue even when the going gets tough and motivation is dwindling. This could also be defined as perseverance (this also differs from pushing yourself to exhaustion – listen to your body and be careful of and gentle with it).

This fusion is easily cultivable within our own lives – it just takes some intention setting, a bit of scheduling, some planning and a lot of faith in who you are and what thriving/success looks like for you.
Manifest your own reality.

“A warrior feeds her body well. She trains it, works on it. Where she lacks knowledge, she studies. But above all, she must believe in her strength of will and purpose and heart and soul.” – David Gemmel

*Featured image from Move, Nourish, Believe

My Food Philosophy

Hi friends – sorry for being MIA recently, I’ve been doing HSC exams (5 down, 2 to go – yes!!!) and just lazing about, telling myself I should write another post but really not being bothered to do so. However, I am now here with a post dealing with something I am quite passionate about – both food and the ethics thereof.

Continue reading My Food Philosophy

NYFW; Curated Gallery

Hello hello hello!

This has been a long, long time in the making… But Naladovy is finally here. I know it’s a little bit boring – maybe a bit of a cop-out – but I thought I’d put my foot in the door of the blogging sphere with a curated post of my favourite street style looks from New York Fashion Week just passed. I do have an excuse, however, for not being able to be as creative as I hope this blog to become, and it is called The HSC.




The Advanced English exam is on Monday, and many people at my school would argue that I shouldn’t even be starting a blog at the moment, let alone scrolling through some (great!) outfits from the various Fashion Weeks that made up SS15  Fashion Month, but I’m listening to ‘Best Thing You Never Had’ (Thank you, Beyoncé) and I feel as though one day that will be my attitude to the life-sucking forces of final Year 12 exams. (As in, they will never get my mental health nor my sanity.)                                                 







Post-HSC I’ll definitely be taking some outfit inspiration from these street style wizards! I think, until I have more time to work on projects for Naladovy, that I will continue along this vein and curate my favourite street style snaps for each of the most recent fashion weeks.

Yes, the majority of shows are out of this world (Comme des Garçons, anyone?!) and I honestly could wear some of their pieces (Celin and Valentino had some most gorgeous pieces), but there’s something about the flash-and-run vibe of street style photography that makes it seem more real, more accessible.

*all photo credit: YoungJun Koo, accessed on The Cut