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WOMAN'S DAY OF THE WOMAN

Happy Sunday my dear. Anticipation of the fatal day. As someone wants to avoid thinking about it, is impossible. LOVE IS IN THE AIR. We are surrounded by advertisements that remind us that tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Day messing people's minds, in one way or another. Yes, there is little to do. Li upsets for better or for worse, but they mess up. There are those who shudders at the thought of the evening in love with the fresh and already imagine the time and behold the little packet ready for days, the result of months of preparation. Then there is foreign to those who profess to Valentine's Day: Do not touch me, I do not freaks. Never celebrated. But underneath it all, and will not tell mai, spera che l'altro/a si ricordi del giorno e si presenti con una sorpresa. Poi c'è chi è esausto, di festeggiamenti e regali, e non sa più cosa inventarsi, ed è stressatissimo/a perchè questa festa diventa una fatica. Ma ignorarla non se ne parla.

Ci sono i grandi poi, gli splendidi. Quelli che basta essere insieme e la giornata sarà perfetta. Un brindisi e tante coccole.

Poi ci sono i single, che devono comunque subire questo bombardamento mediatico di amore consumistico. Roba da reazione cutanea.

L'altro giorno, su Facebook, ho postato una foto dell'anello 100% amore di Dodo. Anellino furbamente uscito nei negozi il primo di febbraio, una striscina pink gold set with a heart red synthetic ruby. Many of you have seen.

I posted because I liked (is part of the kitsch that attracts me, sometimes a bit of irony in what you wear cheers day), as an object, regardless of whether it wanted as a gift or not. Then why ask for gifts when there is a possibility that if something I like, me myself I can buy? (Ah, thank feminism for that too! And for those who have not read yet, take a look at last Sunday's post). With her friends, especially the gentle Bai Ling, we joked that we could give it to each other. Yesterday

then, while waiting for the hairdresser who scratch faccesse its effect on my hair, flipping through a recent Vanity Fair (the one with the winning X-Factor on the cover), I find the short article by Silvia Paoli, IN LOST FASHION. He recounted that he had seen the ring on display 100% love and that she liked. And driven by a surge if it was bought! Deciding to make a gift to celebrate his official engagement with itself. Grande Silvia!

Perhaps this is the right attitude to deal with the day to come. Caring for each of us, first of all. Then the rest will come.

's funny that after a few days, we and Fb about you in Vanity, we had the same thought. What is an enchanted ring? Never know what is used today for synthetic rubies.

then this thing also made me immediately think of that episode of Sex & The City where Carrie, having lost his new shoes to a friend's house converted to "mother of the family moralist", he decides to get them back, to organize a wedding list from Manolo Blahnik why you decided to marry herself!

As Paul has made it clear in his post, it is difficult sometimes being single, when all the world around seems to have been created for the couple. No matter what you are doing well. There will be a time that sooner or later you will feel like a one who lacks his +1.

do not know how you think about it, I await your comments, but I believe that having a day to remember that they want more good to yourself is important. Above all, indiscriminately. Coupled or not, are you ready? Tomorrow, go-ahead for a gift (my dear, if you're among those who have already been in the closet at least three leaders of the new collection, well, leave your card in its place! I would say that you have already consumed your bonus Sanvalentinesco ;-))

BUONA DOMENICA A TUTTE!!!! E UN BACIONE DALLA BUNBURY :-)

Put A Floor In Aluminum Boat

Sunday.

Finalmente. Ci siamo. O almeno credo. Di questi tempi le mie certezze sono davvero ridotte all'osso o, più scientificamente parlando, ai minimi termini (ma non chiedetemi se ricordo ancora la scomposizione matematica per minimi termini, la mia risposta è NO!).

Era da tempo che mi frullava per la testa la voglia di parlare un pò di me, dei pensieri che mi vagano per la mente (sarà che sono così tanti che o spazio sta terminando e sento il bisogno di dargli un ordine?) di cosa penso, sento. In una maniera più slegata dagli argomenti centrali del mio blog. E col tempo l'idea si è fatta mano a mano più concreta; ho avuto per settimane pensieri e frasi già compiuti in testa a cui mancava solo di essere scritti ma, questa sorta di bolla di incertezza che ultimamente mi circonda, mi impediva di renderli nero su bianco.

L'idea del titolo me la sono trovata in testa già pronta. Ovviamente il primo rimando è al bellissimo romanzo di Fruttero & Lucentini, che ho amato e amo molto, perchè leggendolo sa lasciare nel lettore immagini così nitide di quel periodo che non si può evitare di calarsi nella trama. E poi mi ricorda l'atmosfera di Torino, un'altra città italiana che ho nel cuore: nobile, austera, pallida, signorile. Questi sono gli aggettivi che collego a Torino; per me questa città è proprio come una donna misteriosa, che ti attre e ti affascina. Non so perchè.

Il secondo rimando lampante per appassionati blogger è al già noto "Gatto della Domenica" di L'armadio del Delitto . Un buffo angolino per farci sorridere che la brillante Signora del Delitto leaves us with (a kiss, a greeting and a thank you blogger friend! :-). "The Sunday Woman" implies an event that repeats itself over time, a habit, and this is just my intention, a kind of directory in which to meet, to share thoughts on various topics in one day a little more quiet than others.

ROMANCE, WHERE ARE YOU?

Lately I often think how I am an incurable romantic, although I try to hide behind my facade of cynicism, and how little is left of romantic al giorno d'oggi. Voi non l'avete notato? Non intendo il romanticismo svenevole e mieloso da telenovela, o da ode di Keats (e chiedo scusa a Keats per il poco simpatico accostamento!), quanto romanticismo nella concezione dell'essere femminile, nel modo di rapportarsi ad esso da parte del mondo maschile, quell'aura di attenzioni e riguardi. Sarà che questo è il pegno da pagare per la nostra indipendenza? Non che io riuscirei mai a rinunciare alla mia indipendenza, al mio lavoro, ma mi viene da pensare che la vittoria del femminismo abbia dato all'uomo una "giustificazione" per esimersi da certi comportamenti. Voi che ne pensate?

Qualcosa tipo: "Hai voluto essere indipendente? E allora sentiti proud to pay for dinner. ":-)

Well, something like that. We wanted to be equal participants in all and now here we are almost to be us" to wear pants ".

Recently a friend of mine has openly called" the boyfriend to go and buy an engagement ring ... That was what they so longed for?

How many times a day you happen you may open the door to those who are ahead of you and then you give way to let you in (excluded from statistics grandfather and dad, please)?

How many times on the bus, a seated man gets up to give up their seats to a lady? I take the bus two times a day at peak times and I can assure you that I have never seen a man get up to seat an elderly lady, or with many shopping bags, much less a young lady! They have their eyes fixed on the window to an infinite that only they see, concentrated to maintain their peaceful conquest. Only women get up and exchange favors! (And knowing the famous "solidarity between women," this thing is even more frightening ;-)

Where did the man is confident and agile, which does not need a car seat but who knows what to ask the at the right time, che è attento alle cavolate che a te ogni tanto fa piacere che venga prestata attenzione, che sappia guardarti con quello sguardo tanto decantanto da quello spot da dopobarba (lo sguardo dell'uomo "che non deve chiedere mai") ed intimidirti piacevolmente? Un gentiluomo che sappia quando è il momento giusto per cedere il passo o per le maniere decise..

Non lo so. Ma una mia amica l'altro giorno ha detto una cosa che mi ha illuminata. Stavamo parlando di romanzi e scrittori meritevoli e lei ha detto: "...comunque a mio parere non dovrebbero mai e poi mai permettere di far leggere alle adolescenti romanzi delle Bronte and Austen! Risks grow with a twisted vision of love and romance! Should allow them after 25 years, when you've already got a taste of reality and you are perfectly aware of the definition of FICTION "(how wise my friend ... and if you think he is only 23 years!).

Therefore, calculating that my first serious love affairs were for Mr. Rochester and Mr. Darcy (yes, the gruff / asshole but with a heart of gold and the ways of a gentleman always win), should I worry? ;-)

Am I not to be in step with the times and to regret a past now obsolete?

E 'this is the right price to pay for our independence?

Mmmm .... I'm not convinced. A middle way has to be there and this could be a good compromise.

But look what you think, assuming you do not tell me to be surrounded by grandchildren Mark Darcy! ;-)

For now ... a good Sunday!

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FASHION FASHION COMES AND GOES ... P / E 2011

season sales, season of change, the desire for something new, e non necessariamente mi riferisco ad abiti ed accessori, e immancabilmente, nonostante il freddo polare che ci tiene nella sua morsa (come piace tanto dire ai giornalisti....quante volte l'abbiamo sentito? LA MORSA DEL GELO!!! Paura. Io fra un pò questa morsa del gelo me la sogno la notte), stagione di discussione sui nuovi trend in arrivo con la primavera estate! Ormai le pagine delle riviste di moda sono piene di immagini tratte dalle passate sfilate e ci mostrano come dovremo vestirci. Non aspettiamoci come solito grandi novità. Inizio a pensare che il famoso gioco "gira la moda" che da piccole ci faceva sognare (e a me un pò anche adesso... forse perchè non l'ho mai avuto e lo provavo solo dalle amiche???) sia il maggiore strumento also used by creative and maison ... ;-) The strengths are the same, the colors are mixed, slight change of percentage of alcohol, and turns from here, roll there, voila, here is the new collection.

What can we expect? First of all WHITE. WOW. What's new! And 'perhaps one of the few colors that logic has prevailed on fashion. Would you not to make the trendy white in the summer? the only color tone can give a little relief from the sun? I must say that I fear the time when, for an exaggerated burst of originality, someone will launch the trend of NO WHITE summer. Terrible! You say ... Well, silly, it's you then you want to follow i trend, ma puoi benissimo indossarlo il bianco se vuoi! Al che io rispondo, vi devo forse ricordare durante l'esilio di anni fa del blu o ancora meno anni fa del marrone, che nessun negozio aveva capi di quel genere?!? Non scherziamo. Ormai se una cosa non è autorizzata dalla mano della SacraMadreModa non viene prodotta. Sarebbe uno spreco di denaro. E' completamente ostracizzata. E non vi dico la fatica quest'inverno per trovare un maglione in lana color rosa intenso (tendente al ciclamino). Avevo voglia di un colore forte da abbinare ai jeans per un look informale. E' stata durissima. Il rosa era assente da quasi tutte le palette di colore dei marchi, ad esclusione del rosa cenere o del rosa cipria. Alla fine ne ho trovato uno classico, in pure lana, da GANT. Grazie Gant! Senza questi "colpi di testa" un colore si potrebbe estinguere.

Comunque stavamo parlando del BIANCO. E facnedo il gioco del celo/manca (concedetemi di scrivere "celo", proprio come si pronunciava da bambini), diciamo celo per le passerelle di Ferrè, Diesel, Chloè, Krizia, e molti altri ancora. Un tripudio.

Altro trend. Cosa può essere? L'esatto contrario. Il COLORE! Colori forti, everything is permitted, provided they are ashamed of the view (perhaps not sommiamone put too many in one) .. Celo for Costume National, Fendi, MiuMiu, Versace, Prada and the rest.

Back then (but if it was ever gone?) The mythical loved / hated denim (do not know about you, but I there are waterfalls and autumn I bought the shirt in jeans, never put)! Our dear evergreen cinquetasche is revisited by unexpected brand, like Chanel (Chanel to conceal!) Covering it with sequins, or horses that "tattoo" with a sort of stencil textured lace.

Moments of Chanel - On the right you can see the jeans with applications

I say lace? And pizza is. You wanted that leaves us? The lace is well covered in the next spring / summer collection (better summer and winter ... with all those holes in the lace keeps cool!), Then "conceal" for Dior, Armani, Gucci, Isabel Marant, Emilio Pucci, Louis Vuitton.

Another trend that I want to say a few words is the one for blue. After being some collection is rehabilitated, the Blue continued to convince almost all brands and also for the summer collection is proposed, in an intense shade, but that does not lose shine, a kind of imperial blue, a version intriguing, dark and deep. Will probably replace the black? "Celo" for Yves Saint Laurent, MaxMara, Lanvin, Hermès, Giorgio Armani, a blaze in short.

The blue Armani

Remain the maxi dresses and skirts fluttering in soft fabrics and delicate, ethereal qiasi. Boho chic style is the protagonist of this collection. The clothes are a bit of a cross between a flower child or a princess of the elves. I like this style for the summer, I associate the sea and the holidays, but I prefer it over who is very tall and sinuous. The clothes by Kenzo by Antonio Marras are beautiful! But I'll hide for Alberta Ferretti, Valentino, Dolce & Gabbana.

A look Kenzo by Antonio Marras

Last but not least, one must last summer that it was impossible not to notice the parade ... The biker jacket! But completely revised. As the super colorful and studded Balmain, or even sleeveless Givenchy and John Richmond, rendered in a suit jacket unthinkable Blumarine orange, green peas Burbery Prorsum, squeezed and short sleeves for Jean Paul Gautier.

Blumarine!

Personally, while having fun leafing through magazines and do a little sour on the novelty or joke with you, my head was (luckily I add) is still far from being an idea about the clothes that I wear in the summer. This step is the best for my piggy bank (stressatissimo) and, although it appeared after the Christmas gifts, the first firm a bit like saying, lost weight, now enjoys a well deserved rest. Balances bore me, what I wanted more or less caught and I also did some good business (coming soon on these screens), and the summer, on the other hand, is far away. Result: I do not want to go around shops! Fantastic. :-) I am in fact thinking of a new hobby.

Ah, come vedete, sto lentamente tornando alla vita sulla blogosfera... so, stay tuned, I'M BACK! :-)

Un bacione!

Coupon Bonefish Grill

A YEAR OFF WITH YOU.

Today my blog is one year old. And I'd like to share this special day with you all, who so kindly followed my words on this pages, commented my pics and made me feel less alone.

I don't know why so many blogs have their birthday in January (many friends of mine have their blog-birthday in January)... Maybe because when a new year starts, you strongly want something different from the year just passed by, you feel ready to do something new, you want to give your life a change...

At least I think this is what it happened to me a year ago. I felt I had to do something, different from my everyday life, different from my stressing job, something just for me, about what it could make me feeling better.

Last january I had been living in a town different from the one where I was born for 3 years, and sometimes I felt so strongly loneliness that it has been hard. Many of you will understand what I mean, as so much people change place when growing up. Life makes choices for us. What I found difficult in my new life, it has been finding new friends (with capital F, I mean). It's always so different when you're a grown up girl ;-)... And the alchemy you had with girlfirends grown up with you is really difficult to recreate. It's not the same. They've known you since you were at primary school often; they for sure know how you really are and what you really feel. And they will always be your friends, even if far away... but sometimes, in this new town, you feel you have to tell something very important to someone, telling what you have inside looking straight at the eyes, and you realize you haven't anyone.

Writing this blog, gave me the opportunity to know so much people and, incredibly, to feel the alchemy again (even if 33!), and feel less alone. I don't know where this blog-adventure will bring me, realistically I would say nowhere ;-), but I'm sure that much of the people I've met on the web, will remain, and that's a big goal, it makes my blog worth going on!

I want to dedicate this post to all my friends, to the ones I've left here and there, but that are always in my thoughts and always will be friends, and the new special ones found on the blogosphere. So, hurry up, help yourself and take a piece of cake! :-)