april details

a thing or two of beauty

i don't usually publish, take photos of beauty products or reaching that field, even if i'm developing a big passion for it lately and i'm really interested in learning more and hopefully buying the right amount and choosing well.

since i'm not into the right budget yet, to be able to pick just the natural, minimal products that have been surfacing the web lately, i'm working with what i've got around and of course whenever i see white/black/minimal package/design, i instantly fall inlove, guilty as charged! ^.^

what i found out is that it is hard as hell is to find a pale/really light foundation/cc cream that matches my skin, so i can't wait to have enough budget to try nars in siberia or mac, since basically those are the only brands i found out that have such light shades.

i've spotted some really cool things out there and i can't wait to try them.

as for the fragrances, oh, my dear Lord! i can never have enough. there are so so so many amazing scents out there, that i have a collection under development, probably until i'll be 90 or so, haha.

but of course, i'll always have around my faithful zara femme. works like magic any time of the day or night.

a march issue

days of february and march spent in the middle of the mountains, in a small village in Brasov, Romania, decorating my temporary room with this beautiful unknown white flower and snowdrops.

poetic pastel

jeez, another Paris post?
aren't you tired, same bla bla.
well, i ain't. how can you be tired of an endless city?
:).



rue saint-dominique, rue les cases, 5 floors of old stairs that seem like forever, pont alexandre III, boulevard saint-germain, jardins des tuileries, the galleries around literally every corner, the cafés, the height of the trees and buildings next to people, the white and black of the palais royal, the pigeons with their love locks, the fashionistas, the saint-honoré &other stories boutique with all its gems, the poetic way in which someone is enjoying a chair and the airy atmosphere around and the small but privileged view from the studette window.
all are priceless.
no matter the circumstances of past or present, memories makes us so, so rich inside.
forever.

douceur de l'imperceptible

"if you are fortunate, the memory will be more recent than childhood. the repeated lines of words and music are like paths. these paths are circular and the rings they make are linked together like those of a chain. you walk along these paths and are led by them in circles which lead from one to the other, further and further away. the field upon which you walk and upon which the chain is laid is the song. 

into the silence, which was also at times a roar, of my thoughts and questions forever returning to myself to search there for an explanation of my life and its purpose, into this concentrated tiny hub of dense silent noise, came the cackle of a hen from a nearby back garden, and at that moment that cackle, its distinct sharp-edged existence beneath a blue sky with white clouds, induced in me an intense awareness of freedom.”