Highest window of the highest tower

I'm not going to pretend anything. I don't understand fashion a lot. I wear what I like, what suits me (in my opinion), what makes me feel comfortable. All I care about is that the pieces of clothing fit together somehow and that is it. I am not very photogenic, I must say. But whatever. I make mistakes in my English. But I love it, I love all the expressions that can't be translated to my language, sometimes they can't be even explained properly. I want to use those and not look like a freak, that can't speak Czech correctly (I hate using anglicisms in Czech like they are proper words - such as "like", "tweet" "post" and others). And I have a boyfriend. And I understand, that some of you might get bored, I want to talk about him too. Yes, I want to brag about it. Because you know what, love is real. You can deny it, you can hate it, but it will happen to you eventually. If you want to, of course. So, I've started a new section. About love stories. About everyday or exceptional situations in my life and my friends lives. I want to be positive and stay positive. Because that is the best you can do these days. So, today's story is about a princess locked in the highest tower.