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Wesołych Świąt! Day 24!

Are you listening while you work today?
And… who’s working today? If that’s you, I’m sending you extra love and strength. I hope the day is gentle to you.

Wishing you all a merry Christmas Eve 🤍
And if “happy” feels like too much today, then I wish you steadiness. I wish you rest. I wish you the strength to get through the next day. That is more than enough.

Please do something kind for yourself today—something small counts. A warm drink, a deep breath, a wa...

For Anyone Having a Hard Holiday. day twenty three

Today started the way so many Christmas days do—last-minute errands, a little chaos, a little magic. Everyone was in SUCH a good mood today! (Cashier almost let me go without paying xD)

I stopped by a bakery and grabbed cookies for friends, called ahead, popped in and out delivering them like some girly-handsome Santa. Ah, I felt very girly-handsome today. I even took one friend for a spin, and for a moment a police car lit up behind us—only to pass us, lights off, then on ...

Franek, Forever — A Mini Polish Lesson in Love. Day twenty two!!

Today, I’m sharing an ornament I made for my parents’ “choinka” — Polish for Christmas tree. A red paper chain, simple and handmade, holding a single “bańka” (ornament). Just one, to symbolize the space he left in our hearts.

This is Franek — my childhood dog, the sweetest dog anyone could have asked for, and our constant presence begging for some "karp" (carp) beneath the Christmas Eve table. This is our firs...

Paper Chains and Choosing Myself. day twenty one.

Today, I made paper chains.

Simple Christmas decorations. Colored paper. Scissors. The quiet, deliberate act of making something with my hands. There was a warmth in it that surprised me.For a moment, I felt like a child again. Not nostalgic exactly, but open to it all.

At first, I felt a little silly. Taking the day off to sit on the floor with craft paper felt almost irresponsible, as though rest and play still need permission. But then I remembered the question I’ve been retu...

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~felka!

day twenty. Singing just for you

Rest cozy, I'm here. It's a sleepy day over here in felka headquarters and I can't wait to show you what kind of holiday crafts I've been working on all morning-evening! See you tomorrow for a photo of me in a hand made paper chain garland!! Until then, sweet dreams!

love you, mean it!

~felka

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day nineteen. Inspired by you tonight.

This post was inspired by Marsi.
Thank you for cheering me on, for believing in me, and for naming something I sometimes forget to name myself. Your hopeless romantic heart made me pause and ask why I keep this ritual… why I keep loving the way I do.

There is nothing quite like the sound of long hair being braided.
It’s faint, almost secret, but it’s there—a sweet, rhythmic whisper. Like distant footsteps crunching softly through snow as a kind stranger makes their way to ...

something surprising. day eighteen.

I have so many weird fantasies I dedicate to my future love. Us running together on the beach in winter. the absolute absurdity of finding each other among all the chaos of life.

Today’s offering is an audio fantasy— and it's a whole lot vulnerable.

In it, you come through the door dressed as Santa.
I don’t question it. I just melt.

I sit on your lap, wrapped up in warmth and safety, and I give you a present of my own. It’s soft and affectionate and full of longi...

Part 2: Underneath🎄Day 16

(Forward: Tell me how good I look ;) call this selfie an early Christmas gift!!)

This is what the darkness holds.

Beneath the leather, there is a slip—
light, delicate, almost shy in comparison.
Soft against the skin.
Pink where the world expects black...

This is the part of me that stays safe because I choose to protect it.
The gentle curves.
The romantic longing.
The quiet sensuality that doesn’t need to be loud to be felt.

I don’t wear darker...

Part 1: The Outer Layer🎄Day 15 of 24

I’ve always loved layers.

Not to hide.
To protect and hold.

This photo feels like that part of me—
softness wrapped in something dark and intentional.
Black leather. Fur at my collar. A cold exterior chosen with care.

I gravitate toward darker styles because they give me permission.
When the outside is strong, I can stay gentle underneath.
When I’m wrapped in something protective, I don’t have to harden myself.

There’s a reason I move through t...

I Cleaned My Room Dressed In A Little Black Dress 🧡 Day 14 of Felka-ismus

Tonight, I decided to clean my closet.

I tried on every single piece of clothing I own. Every dress, every soft top, every thing that has ever made me feel like myself. I kept catching little bursts of dopamine, tiny sparks of delight, just from seeing myself in my favorite pieces again. From remembering who I am in them.

And somewhere between slipping fabrics over my skin and turning toward the mirror, I drifted into a daydream.

I imagined a lover — one who doesn...

Sweetness, the Way I Like It 🍓🍰 Day 13 of 24 Days of Christmas

Today’s mission in being authentic looks like this cake.

It’s my favorite in the world — not because it’s flashy or overly sweet, but because it’s just right. I make a vanilla babka sponge and slice it into soft, pillowy layers. Between them, I sandwich freshly whipped cream (not too sweet) and a concentrated raspberry jam that adds just the right amount of tartness. The top gets crowned with fresh raspberries and finished with a gentle drizzle of caramel.
The cre...

Being Authentic 🕯️ Day 12 of 24 Days of Christmas

One of the missions of this series is simple, but not always easy:
to spend the holidays doing what I want — not what I’m told I should want.

Today, that looks like coming home, flopping onto the couch, and letting my cat absorb my bad energy like it’s her full-time job.

If you’ve ever spent time with Kitty, you know she has this uncanny ability to sense when I’m not okay. On my good days, she’s politely indifferent. On my bad days? Suddenly she’s glued t...

Baking Together Gets Lovingly Carried Away... 🎄Day 11 of 24 Days of Christmas

My felksters,

As a little holiday thank-you for supporting me, I wanted to give you something extra cozy and extra us. Today, you’re getting a bonus Girlfriend ASMR audio — something soft, warm, and full of that gentle, domestic intimacy we all crave this time of year.

This idea came straight from my real life: me, barefoot in the kitchen, music playing, hips swaying, dancing around while I bake. I’m always a little rambunctious, al...

Back to the Part of Ourselves That Has Always Known How to Come Home." 🎄Day 10 of 24 Days of Christmas 🎁

When I think of winter, I don’t think first of snow or holiday lights.
I think of a little stream behind my childhood home—sometimes calm as a whisper, sometimes crashing with the wild mood of the sky. In the coldest winters it froze over, turning into a small world of possibility.

I was five. My stomach full of potatoes, my mother swaddling me into my winter coat with the care only a mother understands—pulling the hat down just right, wrapping the wool around ...

What Little Me Would’ve Asked For 🎁 Day 9 of 24 Days of Christmas🎄

When I think about Christmas as a kid… my kid self wasn’t asking for practical things or sensible things. Oh no no no. Little me went straight for the good stuff.

If baby felka had a Christmas list, it would’ve gone something like:

• an orange ATV (obviously).

• ATV gear so I wouldn’t cry when I fall.

• A big puffy dress I could spin in until I fall over dizzy (layer with ATV gear).

• A horse. Not a pony. A horse 2025-12-09 21:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post