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MY BEST WISHES FOR A GREAT XMAS TO YOU ALL!

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Conto alla rovescia!

It 's been this Christmas and of course nothing happened to it.
Last year the Pope has fallen and the gift was really appreciated. If Berlusconi had dematerialized would not have complained about anyone so I hope that can happen at least the next year or maybe a new year. I do not ask what 'takes place at midnight, even at 15:20 or 19:34 is fine equal.

The countdown but 'is estimated for December 30, when I leave' for a short (?) The earth Italic.
My first New Year abroad (if the snow is not stopping me!)
As suggested by many groups on facebook not wait to fuck this send to 2010 that took me literally many things. The year 2011 must be the year of the conquests , in every sense.
I firmly believe this, and I just do not believe that it should be just an idea. The idea, as Nolan has taught me, like a virus must infect and force me to succeed in what I want. Must almost become an obsession.
The beauty is that I think they are quiet and not at all downcast.
No more '.

Oh, by the way, but I did not discuss Inception And 'The movie of 2010 for me. A film that convinced me that if you have the right cards thanks to the movies can still dream. For real.
I recommend it highly.

Me the harbor below and I'll do 'to see altre persone, perchè mi piace sentire i pareri diversi, sospettandone pero' gia' le motivazioni.

Evviva i film in lingua originale.

Belli Harry Potter e i doni della morte Parte Prima e anche Rapunzel , per una serata spensierata: non rimarranno in testa purtroppo, ma li consiglio.

Il lato Music has some curious surprises. The first are the
The Knife.
I've hated a lot. I've never walked down '. Are discordant. Me Cuccato them and their clash with everything else.
Then a colleague and I entered them directly into the brain: now I know their discography by heart.
It always takes the right person so that all runs smoothly without a hitch.

The second surprise is the amount of groups, singers and artists all new that I discovered and placed in memory and in my mp3 player. The latter has become a tool to be autistic: The LCD monitor is no longer visible ', lights sguincio when you have to put on and play and change the track I do groping. Now I've become an expert, but who sees me or tries to use it if it complains about invoking a sudden purchase.

Without an iPod or iPhone. But as some do not.

ou est le swimming pool

hurts

bloody beetroots

agnes obel

teddybears

the golden filter

Uffie

stateless

the boys tesla

Then there are other small things in dance, shake warning that anticipate total jerks.

I can not wait to be able to write without fear!

For now I just hope Good 2011 ! See you soon!

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Mid football season draws to a close and with her

the fantanonna ™ in almost complete anonymity. Hard fought days

League have followed the good and the bad weather, and despite a

regulation designed so mad that reaches the limits of ethics

sports (the president of the federation D'Agostino will define the

"porcellum") all of the clashes have been played regularly and a few

days from Christmas all the presidents are still alive and walking free. The fantaclassifica

is emerging ever more clearly as more and more blatant

show the limits of the participating teams: after months of unopposed

domain at the top, the tom tom fc Proto gives way to a multimillion

battleship tycoon Bilotta, who after winning head to head wins

the first solo in the standings. Although rumors of corruption in

market phase and favors so-called "greasy" by the landowner of

Sanframundi Guard, there is no doubt the fundamental contribution of the attackers

of Sapenzie current standings, beyond any possible lubrication.

more stable than the third, and still largely in the running for the title

organized team is the other half of Slsfeb: Atletico Meacrer ' r strong

a group of solid concrete, and conflict of interest of its chairman,

is defended by the return of willing fc @ Ciakkar strokes assigned to assist

yellow cards at random and not counted (there is nothing found, are in progress

investigation of the case). Outside the podium brawl with a bunch of teams that

play a sort of parallel to the massacre League: to win here

are the old lions with their team made up of many bets. Next,

a number of teams who see the victory as a mirage and celebrate

ties as a success in the Champions League teams sunk into an abyss of

defeats and results that do not stir a ranking increasingly miserable: the SSC

o'ciuott, with party best wishes and given the possible large

surprise of the championship now finds himself with his calculations, closer to

relegation zone to the upper floors of the standings, but the same speech without

equations the real Caruso. The joakkino fc suffers the almost total indifference

of its chairman, might be involved in more profitable activities,

dairecord soccer's rampant entrepreneur Scarano even going to take

the last place in the standings, so long jealously guarded by real

slsfeb, which devastated Cassano out of the deal contemplates a series of actions: none

had explained the existence di panchina e infortuni, né tantomeno che vince

chi segna.

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CHRISTMAS IN THE AIR.

Good morning to all and all my dear readers! And good Monday. Here I am, there are still, even if latito for a while. Sorry! Do not know about you, but I happen to have succumbed to periods in which events and can barely get out of ... Or my head is not in the mood to make you better company and so I prefer to mull over and maybe grow my small piece of land in peace .... Farmville! :-) (Oh tempora oh mores! Quo usque tandem! Okay, I admit, there are also finished in the black hole of the farmer I happy ... "Hello, my name is Ms. Bunbury, and Farmville are addicted") . However, nothing

melodramas, we are pragmatic! (And what 's the most pragmatic of tilling the land ????? :-). Sono tornata!

Altro motivo della mia scomparsa dal web è che sono stata momentaneamente senza il mio mitico fotografo (come? non sapete ancora chi è??? è lui, Mr. B !!). Purtroppo si è ammalato, povero! Ma presto torneremo all'opera... E il tempo brutto poi non mi aiuta... nel weekend faccio fatica a trovare la luce adatta per farmi delle foto decenti a casa... cioè, la luce non c'è proprio! In questo periodo c'è un clima tipo Transilvania (per intenderci pensate all'arrivo al villaggio dei contadini in "Fracchia contro Dracula", ma senza i ridicoli cappelli). Ho comunque scattato qualche foto, giusto per farvi vedere che ancora ci sono, e tutta d'un piece (oh my God, not that expression is very befitting to the collage below ... :-))

Here I am, this morning, not yet made up (because I'm so latecomer to run away from home last time so I only make once in office), in work ...

As I said in the title, after the initial digression (I hope that my absence is now worthily was justified ;-), it seems that Christmas is in the air! In fact here in Italy, has been since November 1 ... If we go on like this one will put some Christmas lights to the sun the Riviera in August! That does so much Santa Monica Beach.

The road that I am coming to the office so all shines and gives me joy ... In this area the dealers are competing to see who makes the most beautiful and elegant arcades ... The wealth here is measured in watts!

I did a little photo safari in the early morning (no pictures of great quality because I was walking! If I would have gone to hibernate stop there on the spot), this is the height of the portico of Via Farini Dance Size:

Here instead the beautiful arches of the Galleria Cavour ... This year their choice of lighting I love it!

Below the porch instead of Palazzo Zambeccari ... I must say that these lights make me a little scared ... I am always afraid that a sharp fall off of these stars from the ceiling and stuck in my head! Better to walk sideways.

A separate deserve the inexplicable misery of the Christmas tree in Piazza Maggiore ... Every year, some time does not exceed mediocrity ... This year I have seen and I could not believe ... I hope that what I saw was the unfinished work ed ora sia migliorato... Il mio cellulare acchiappafoto si è rifiutato di scattarne una a fuoco e quindi non vi posso mostrare il "coso"... Ma conto di farmi forza e farlo nei prossimi giorni... Se nel frattempo vi venisse in mente il nome di un buon decoratore d'albero, non dico all'altezza di Renzo Piano eh, basta anche l'ultimo dei folletti aiutanti di Babbo Natale, quello con meno esperienza.... Sono certa che se venisse qui, saprebbe far di meglio! Non mi spiego proprio il perchè, con tutte le bellissime luminarie adottate, l'alberello debba essere così modesto... nasconde forse un qualche complesso di inferiorità di Bologna? Non si sente di meritare un bell'alberone nella sua piazza? La questione è aperta. 

Before leaving altogether (how many things today!) Here is my new bag "from Paris souvenirs and gift mother: is the new model in the collection The Folds of Longchamp, in a more robust and tissue elegant and classic tone on tone, rather than have the parties in brown leather. I like a lot, is large and the material more often keeps its shape better than the other.

bag, Longchamp Le Folds

Umbrella FURLA

black leather gloves, Coccinelle

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Did I not say that in Paris I'd buy a hat? Et voila. To you my new hat! :-)

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Did not I tell you I was going to buy a hat in Paris? Et voila. Here it is to you!

Eventually I found it in the most commercial of Paris, Lafayette department stores. Patience is the precious treasure discovered in a small vintage shop. But when I saw it I have love, and there 'was nothing to do. It is shaped like the 20s, super women, who so longed for, but also metal details (false zip) that make it contemporary. E 'wool and takes so hot!

boots are another great deal from my Zara: All leather and very essential, I wanted to be a lot but not found them, except at exorbitant prices. These are comfortable and are able to make it look like my calf almost slim! Needless to say, I love them.

This fall, despite the feast of color camel that I made, I love to wear the gray, as this warm scarf in double fabric or double-breasted wool "long pile" ;-).
T-shirt, so romantic and French, with applied silk flowers, it's trivial to Zara!

Um, Ms. B-mode tapir ...

HAT, Galeries Lafayette

SCARF, Zara

Coat, Zara

Boots, Zara

T-Shirt, Zara

SKIRT, Sonia Rykiel pour H&M

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POSTCARDS FROM PARIS.

WORDS FROM PARIS

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Autumn Louvre FOIS GRAS Rain

Umbrella Crepes Orsay LEAVES ON GROUND Van Gogh

Wind Wind Wind

Saint Germain des Pres Ham Omelette

Café de Flore Sonia Rykiel St. Sulpice Brown

Trees Garden Grey Sky Grey Buildings

ALL GREY Toulouse Lautrec

University Street RUE DU LAC

Flowers Bakery Opera

BURGUIGNONNE Montmartre Painters Churches

Music Rain Rain RAIN Macaroons Stairways

Champs Elysees Longchamp Green

CHANEL Sartre

Ile Flotante Tea Room Galeries Lafayette

PIERRE HERME Notre Dame Water

Gallette CHAT NOIR Pigalle Cemetery

Old Books Antiquites Bridges

EIFFEL River HATS HATS HATS

Cafè au Lait Gargoyle Pain au Chocolat Pain aux Raisin

Orangerie MONOPRIX Escargot

Croque Monsieur Night Metropolitain

Jazz Band GOLD

Money

PATE DUCK Wand Monet

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Christmas time is normally

Normalmente, avrei desiderato un mondo dove non esistono documenti che comincino con una virgola subito dopo la prima parola. I pensieri troppo facili da trasformare in azioni sono quelli che rovinano la nostra specie, generalmente. Assimilare senza elasticità nozioni raccolte in maniera casuale è un altro grande limite che ci si para innanzi, ma probabilmente non è l’ultimo e nemmeno il più great. Must know how to have faith in others and ignore the biblical teaching, to avoid wear and take note of his being in the world. The civil society as it is imposed, is as far removed from the natural person. It should be everything.

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PARIS ... J'arrive! Mannish

E 'now took my countdown to Paris ... Thursday morning I leave for a long weekend in the Ville Lumière, a trip for women only. I expect museums, walks, parks, good food, some shopping and (hopefully little) rain. On the other hand, November is a month we can expect much of the sun, and Paris is not among the first cities with a lower percentage of precipitation. I desire to see Paris, deserves a new step: the last time I was 18, long hair and bangs, very entertaining and almost a boyfriend with me (galley was the Eiffel Tower?).

Certo non era figo (si può dire?) come quello ormai reso eterno da Doisneau, ma Parigi val bene (oltre che una messa) un bacetto.

Ho prenotato un piccolo hotel in un quartiere di antiquari, a sud della Senna e a due passi dal Museo D'Orsay. Mi sembra una buona posizione come punto di partenza per il nostro girovagare e anche in una zona ben servita di locali e ristoranti per la sera; è proprio fra Saint Germain Des Prés ed il quartiere latino (se non sbaglio, non vogliatemene). Comunque poi vi racconterò tutto!

I'm leaving to Paris next Thursday! And I can't wait. Last time I went there I was 18, and I didn't pay much attention to the city, and therefore I didn't much appreciate it (this maybe because I was with a lot of friends and a soon-to-be-boyfriend). This time I'm going with my mom and my sister and I'm expecting visits to museums, long walks, good food, enchanting parks and, I hope, not too much rain. Be sure, I'm telling you everything as soon as I'm getting back... ;-)

A special wish from Paris? I'd like to find a hat. A very femenine, romantic hat, maybe with a flower on the side... I'm dreaming of this hat in these days and I really hope I'll find it in Paris. OK, maybe this marvelous hat is waiting for me here in Italy ... you're right. But if it's from Paris it's different ... it's like keeping a little piece of me with the poetry I feel When thinking about Paris (I know, this is the Carrie Bradshaw in me that is talking). :-)

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A desire to Paris? I'd like to buy a hat, as did the little girl sung by Sinatra in "Titanic." A nice wool hat, stiff, slightly curved, feminine, romantic, perhaps with a flower on one side! I'm looking for a while and I am convinced that I'll find it in Paris. OK, maybe a hat just so fantastic is waiting for me here, some little shops in Italian ... you are right. But if I'm in Paris is different, he will have a different air! It will be like to take home a piece of poetry in Paris (I know, this is Carrie Bradshaw in me talking!) :-)

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