From my window…. Desde mi Ventana. A Merry Christmas to all!

I posted this yesterday but the link seemed to be broken, Merry Christmas to you all !
Publiqué esto ayer pero el enlace parece estar roto así que trataré otra ves para desearles una Feliz Navidad con un corazón agradecido y enfocado en el lugar correcto, paz y amor para todos !

CHÂTEAU DES RÊVES

Positano, Italia From my window I saw summer go by…  from my window, I saw my thoughts go wild… I still wonder why I didn’t get to say goodbye

POSITANO, ITALIA Oh Summer beautiful … liquid dreams and all…

. Can’t take away the beauty of Autumn or Fall, Winter and cold having their own memories their own soul.

. Fire cracking, book diving, dreaming begins again…

. Contemplating that all is possible… didn’t I feel before the same? .

. I find over and over that life repeats itself, I’m always starting over or at least it feels this way…

. …Despite all the beginnings … the decades we left back, some things  will never change, the language of silence, the feeling of touch, those arms and  legs intertwined like an abstract piece of art…

. ..A tiny home is enough when your heart is in the right place…

. …waiting is a joy when you know who you are…

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From my Window…. Desde mi Ventana. A Merry Christmas to All

Positano, Italia
From my window I saw summer go by…  from my window, I saw my thoughts go wild… I still wonder why I didn’t get to say goodbye
POSITANO, ITALIA
Oh Summer beautiful … liquid dreams and all…
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Can’t take away the beauty of Autumn or Fall, Winter and cold,  having their own memories their own soul.
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Fire cracking, book diving, dreaming begins again…
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Contemplating that all is possible… didn’t I feel before the same? .
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I find over and over that life repeats itself, I’m always starting over or at least it feels this way…
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…Despite all the beginnings … the decades we left back, some things  will never change, the language of silence, the feeling of touch, those arms and  legs intertwined like an abstract piece of art…
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..A tiny home is enough when your heart is in the right place…
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…waiting is a joy when you know who you are waiting for… When you have somebody else…
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Family oh family … we all have different walks but isn’t it just perfect, isn’t it the best when we can come together putting things to rest, when we can get together and stop?
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…and there they go again, leaving my soul all warm, but I love the sound of silence and I love my time alone…
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Warm wine, cossy feet, a good book …and somebody to share them with…
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I wish you all  tomorrow, along with a cup of JOY, to have someone to share, the birth of our LORD…

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Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!

Good Morning Sunshine! Beautiful Inspiration

The beautiful photography of @anatseem

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It seems that now-a-days we find our selves, more often than not, in serious need of inspiration, a lift, a push, something…. Perhaps it’s because we have access to the news 24/7 in so many ways that it’s impossible to escape all the emphasis in the negative. There must be countless acts of heroism and kindness happening all over the world every second but those are not reported. We need them, we need to know of them. How are we supposed to hold on if we only focus on how horrible we are and how low we have allowed our selves to descend?

My heart breaks with so much sadness for all the cruelty and craziness we are exhibiting as a human race. Animals have proven by far to be infinitely better than we are.   In the midst of all this madness I find myself  uplifted and renewed when by chance I get smashed in the face with the beauty of art. Yes, as always and from the beginning of creation, we have the privilege through art to have a glimpse into another soul, the soul of an artist that through his craft show us or remind us of how beautiful life is or can be.

Today I want to share the work of a gifted photographer whose name I don’t even know. I stumbled into her work in Instagram where she goes by @anatseem   I googled her, of course, but couldn’t find any additional information. While looking at my IG a new post of hers showed up and left me speechless. She takes mostly photos of who I imagine is her daughter, silhouettes of her playing in the light. There is a purity and innocence about them and so much love and artistry. I can’t judge photography or other art forms because I’m totally unqualified for the task. What I can do is share the things I love and move me.  I needed this today. I was in serious need of inspiration, my heart needed a hug and she gave it to me through her art. Enjoy and let me know what you thought of her work please and definetly visit her in Instagram.  Have an awesome weekend and make it count!  Thank you so much for visiting, I can’t believe we are aproching 18,000 views already!


  
  
  
  
  
  
  


  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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What a wonderful world…

I see trees of green…

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I see….

Red roses too…

 I see them bloom…

For me and you…

for me and you

for me and you

And I think to myself…

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what a wonderful world…


What a wonderful world!

  

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I see skies of blue…

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and clouds of white…


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And clouds of bright…

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the bright blessed day

The bright blessed day…

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The dark secret night…

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the dark secret night…

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And I think to myself, what a wonderful world!


The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky…

so pretty in the sky 
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Are also on the faces of people going by…

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Klimt 
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of people going by…
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are also on the faces….
on the faces…
beautiful faces…

I see friends shaking hands, saying, how do you do?…

Friends
old friends…
shaking hands…
They are really saying….

They are really saying, I love you!

I love you 
I love you…
I love you, I do…


  
  

I love you 

I hear babies crying…

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I hear babies crying…

I watch them grow…

I watch them grow…

  

They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know!


  


And I think to myself, what a wonderful world!

and I think to myself…
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what a wonderful world…

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world!



Louis Armstrong 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Giving Thanks

Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I’m so grateful to be able to appreciate all the blessings we have; Sometimes I still catch myself bothered by minimal things that, under the light of the Paris tragedy , shouldn’t even face me, but I’m spoiled and impatient and need to be reminded how precious life is and how it all can change in a split second.

I’m so grateful for my family, they are my everything, it shouldn’t matter that we live in different places of the country and of the world, what matters is that we are alive and that we love each other and we have each other’s back.

I’m grateful for friends,  real ones, the ones that stay with you when you are down and cheer for you when you are up. They are rare and precious and we should treasure them for the blessing they are.

I’m grateful for the little moments and the little things, those that fill us with joy  and hope, making it all worth it; the moments we hold on to forever to remember anytime we want or need to. We only need to take the time to bring them back, pause for a while and accept them for what they are, presents from God, the opportunity to relive and experience the love again, perhaps not in the same way we would like to, but not less real for that so… We realize as we age, that we almost don’t know anything,  The more we live, the more we learn, the better we understand how little our grasp of the universe is, how minuscule our understanding of  the power of the brain… How limited our perception of the greatness  of the soul!

Today, after complaining for days about my computer’s wireless mouse freezing all the time, after being frustrated because even though I bought a new mouse I still can’t connect it to the computer because I can’t  sinc them!   Today I realized I still have an iPad and an  iPhone to THANK YOU for the more than 16,000 visits to my little blog…  More than 16,000  visits to my only 37 posts…. I’m humbled and grateful…. Even though for some bloggers that number might be small, it is not to me!  it means the world  to see people from all over the world in here, specially all the people from France these last days… I’m GRATEFUL for you all and I’m sending you my love.

I’m writing this on my phone and I’m not good at revising what I write, so forgive me for the mistakes, I just want you to know that I do feel you and I do appreciate you.

Finally and more importantly, I’m grateful for God, for His Love and teachings, for my faith, for always asking me to love and respect all, for asking me not to judge. For expecting me to help and serve others regardless. For asking me to be humble and for teaching me that joy is only found in love and compassion for all, for teaching me that there is no joy in a mean spirit who only looks up for its self and self gratification. For teaching us that we come from light and we come from love, that we are all one and that we need each other to connect with the source of it all. His love.  I’m grateful that my God never asked me to kill and hate others in order to be able to go to heaven and I’m grateful I was never taught otherwise.  Not everybody is that lucky.


 My Thanksgiving tablescape

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Luxemburg garden paris

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Paris in the dark

Evil has descended in the city of lights… Thieves lurking in the shadows, insane and twisted, completely deprived of humanity . Despicable beings waiting to strike, the innocent, the unarmed … No warnings, no shame, no heart, no honor, sorry excuses of men. 

  

  

What Women are missing these days… and don’t even know

Talking strictly Fashion and Glamour here!

Suddenly I feel nostalgic of a bygone era of elegance and romance, perhaps it is because lately lmy friends and I have been talking  about our parents …   .Well,  we are always talking about our parents actually, reminiscing moments forever engraved inside of us, just a little dusty and hidden in the deep folds of the mind …  missing and longing,  even for the ones that are still with us, the memories of them, young and strong, stars of their own lives, not yet relegated to the corners by debilitating illnesses or by the darkness of games played by their minds that make them forget everything they once loved, created and dreamed of…

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A time when it was ok to be feminine and delicate at the same time of being strong and smart… Vintage Dior, 1963
A time of hats... Vogue 1960
A time of hats… Vogue 1960
Cary Grant
A Time of gentlemen opening doors and bringing flowers… at least in the movies !
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A Time when it was beautiful to have curves and charm…
A Cinderella time! Dior 1950s
A Cinderella time! Dior 1950s
Fred and Rita
A time of dancing….    The magic of Fred and Rita!
Glamour!
A time of glamour and more glamour!
Christian Dior 1950
A time of seduction and mistery !  Christian Dior 1950
Cary Grant and Grace Kelly in
Cary Grant and Grace Kelly in “To catch a Thief”
A time of beauty and femininity
A time of beauty and femininity! Christian Dior 1950s by Philippe Poitier
Grace
A time of Grace!
Roger Moore
A time for The Saint!   Roger Moore
Christian Dior, Harper's Bazaar 1951
Christian Dior, Harper’s Bazaar 1951
Photography by Gordon Parks
Exquisite times!   Photography by Gordon Parks
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Yves St. Laurent, 1958.
A time of perfect Grace!
A time of perfect Grace!
Rock Hudson
Franco Nero
Elegant and timeless. 1960s
Elegant and timeless. 1960s
Lanvin, 1952
Lanvin, 1952
Dior 1954
Dior 1954.  Perfection!
Rita Hayworth
Rita!
Rock Hudson
Rock Hudson
Grace Kelly
A time of class!
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Christopher Plummer
Christopher Plummer
Eleanor Parker
Eleanor Parker
Audrey Hepburn
Audrey Hepburn
Gilda! Rita Hayworth
Gilda! Rita Hayworth
Elizabeth Taylor
Elizabeth Taylor
Christopher Plummer
Christopher Plummer
Vintage Dior
A time of Hats!  Vintage Dior
Baroness Schraeder
Baroness Schraeder
The name is Bond, James Bond.
The name is Bond, James Bond.
Christian Dior, 1956
A time of gloves!  Christian Dior, 1956  Anybody could wear this right now, without alterations, it is perfection, from color to design.  The only thing we wouldn’t see is that horrible linoleum floor!!
Dior 1950
Dior 1950
Chanel 1950
Chanel 1950
Sean Connery, Mr. James Bond
A time when men didn’t shave their chest hair! Thank you.
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Vogue 1950s
Vogue 1950s
The 50s
The 50s
Vogue 1945
Vogue 1945
Vogue 1950
Vogue 1950
Jean Patou
Jean Patou
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Roger Moore
Roger Moore
Christian Dior 1958
Christian Dior 1958
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Yves St. Laurent
Suzy Parker. Dior 1952
Suzy Parker. Dior 1952
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Givenchy, 1954
Givenchy, 1954
Jean Patou 1969
Jean Patou 1969
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Eleanor Parker
Eleanor Parker
Jackie
Jackie
Grace
Grace
Rod Hudson
Rod Hudson
Lanvin, Spring 1969
Lanvin, Spring 1969
Elizabeth Taylor
Elizabeth Taylor
Christopher, my Captain Von Trapp
Christopher, my Captain Von Trapp
A wonderful time!
A wonderful time!

I know all past times were not necessarily better, but children have a way sometimes to rescue the best of their past in order to continue dreaming… Or in order to survive.

I had to add a few days after sharing that I hope everybody understood that I am talking strictly about Fashion, Style and Glamour!  The illusion, the perception, the memories through the eyes of a child.  And every time we catch a glimpse of an old movie on reruns, it brings us back to that moment, glancing through our mother’s magazine pages and being in awe of the beautiful ladies in hats and gloves, cladded in fabulous designers’ dresses, dreaming of the time we could wear something as feminine and as glamorous as that! (and only for that reason I’ll add a couple of pictures more… like I need an excuse to use more pictures!)

More of the 50s
More of the 50s
Renee Breton in Christian Dior.
Renee Breton in Christian Dior.