All she wants for Christmas is…flirty bracelets for after hours

 

With Christmas knocking at our door, buying a present for a mom or a dear friend or someone you haven’t been in touch lately is quite important for most of us.Still out of ideas? Check this lovely site out: www.abazias.com and their variety of bracelets that can make a great Christmas gift!

 

Bracelets can be a great way to express your individuality and garner some attention. There are some very beautiful designs at www.abazias.com that can make any night special. Pair them with rings or earrings to really accentuate your outfit.

Charm Bracelets

These are just plain fun. They are great for parties and girl's night out. The charms you pick can be as unique and varied as your personality. They can include gems or just be metal charms. What's fun about charm bracelets is that they are very eye-catching at the bar scenes since they jangle when you lift that drink to your lips.

Diamond Bracelets

For an elegant business dinner or a couple's night out, you can amp up the night with diamond bracelets. It's a very sophisticated look that says you have great taste. Diamond bracelets say you are a fun person, but in a traditional fashion. It also says you are successful since you have money to spend on diamonds.

Cuff Bracelets

These make a bold statement and are even used in the office. They make very good statement pieces and can be as simple as a metal band or as ornate as an intricately carved or jewel-embedded cuff bracelet. They send out a message that you are a confident individual with a strong personality.

Chain Bracelets

A simple chain bracelet can be very understated, only popping out from under a sleeve when you are very close to someone. It can be a delicate chain that just adds a hint of gold to your outfit or a much bolder chain that gives a modern look to an outfit.

Bracelets make wonderful jewelry pieces for after-hours and the joy of the jangling bracelets fits in with dance events, couples night out, or girl's night out. Bring even more attention to the bracelets with a fine manicure and a beautiful hint of nail color. It will make you look cultured, interesting, and vibrant.

Indonesia Needs Your Help

 

 

I think no one is a stranger anymore to what Indonesia is going through at this point.

And I also share Clara’s opinion, that “A little voice of us could make a big difference on the refugees' life!“.So I hope that, as a human being you do care for those people that now have nothing and you would at least help to spread the word of Clara’s action to help those in need.

Along with her friends, she is holding a charity to raise money.So please take a few moments from your busy day to at least pass the message to others that might help, if not to donate yourself.

You can find more here: http://sunflaresplethora.blogspot.com/p/donate-your-love.html

I keep coming back to the beginning…

Hello today

The crisp air fills my lungs. I am alive. I am better than yesterday and ready for today. There is no tomorrow. Not yet.

I take a step, You are right behind me to watch after me. I smile, You make the nature share my feelings by sending a warm breeze. I cry, You send warm sun beams to touch my soul and help me go on. You send a raindrop on my rose cheek, I lift my hand up in the air and wish I could wave goodbye to the cotton like skies.

I turned 17. I embraced myself in almost every way possible. You were there.

Like the photographer in the shadow, capturing moments soon to be melancholic memories.

Like a mother bird, afraid of the baby’s fall but aware of the independence he has to gain.

So here I am. I spread my wings and take myself higher. I no longer look back for regrets.

I no longer look back. You are right in front of me. Life is right in front of me.

Probably this is my now

That’s what I do.This is my lifestyle.

A cycle of little pretty things that keep me breathing and moving and talking and crying and smiling and, eventually, living. I feel the difference of living the moment and living in the future.

Yesterday I was the girl that woke up at 12 a.m. because she had just spent her last night awake until 4 a.m. to make memories with her best friend. Talking and laughing and making silly faces and inventing new nicknames and simply living.

Today I am the morning kind of person that drinks her coffee while reading a twenty nine-year olds adventure through the French cuisine. She takes photographs of herself and of everything else, she plays dress up from time to time and she wants to capture the pretty moments of the day that just shine in the sun beams in heart shaped jars of glass. If only they were unbreakable…

Tomorrow I do not know who she will be. Maybe a lazy girl hanging around her yard playing with her dog or a young, talented writer or just a step closer to being seventeen. But what did change is that she no longer wants to know who she will be the next day.

And it is better this way.Life seems to offer much more opportunities and she seems to fully embrace them this way. In the present.

I learn to fly higher with each passing day. I will forever know where my cage is and what joys it brings me, but sometimes the unknown and infinite sky simply needs to be explored. And it sure does take a lot of time.

But I would rather have this girl the way she is now. Busy living.

Let me be honest…

Honesty is something so hard to do when you really want to.It’s a matter of feelings, of circumstances and relations, of ego and staying true to yourself.I like to consider life a journey.Sadly, it is not a never-ending one.But, hey, be happy for the fact that you can travel through life.I am.

Also, I am trying to enjoy each and every stop my train makes.I know that in a few years all I’ll have will be photographs and some vague memories of feelings and moments, but it is far more important to leave all the future thoughts behind and start to enjoy the moment.A cliché, but the truth.

So, here I am, after a week spent at the sea shore, trying to organize my life in the best way possible.Or in any way, as a matter of fact.

This is not a goodbye, it’s a pause for me to actually live.I do not want to look back when I’ll be old and say: “I was just one of those who spent hours on the Internet.” No, this is not the way it’s supposed to be.

I am not going to lie; the Internet has brought me so many opportunities.I am not going to exclude it from life; I am just going to shorten the time spent here, organize my time in a way that would work better for the human inside me.

This being said, I am leaving you with paragraphs of my article in the first issue of Telluric Season Magazine and with the hope of you reading it all in the magazine.It would mean so much for me to hear your criticism.It is a magazine in which young people put a lot of soul and it was my first attempt of an editorial.Again, it would mean the world for me.I am not asking you to buy the magazine; I am just asking for ten minutes of your busy life to read my article, if not the entire magazine, and let me know whether you liked it or not.Criticism is more than welcome.

 

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We love. We hope. We dream. But we do not search for beauty. Not all of us. And using the stupid excuse that “ I don’t have time” is not helping. You see, it doesn’t take time to see the beauty in things. Usually, beauty reveals itself. It’s like a beautiful bride who takes off her veil so her now husband can see her smile again, can see the woman which will be there for him, always. This is the same. Beauty surrounds us…

 

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Imagine silver trees and snowflakes of happiness falling down around you, while your steps carry you away to the top of the mountain, with a thankful smile on your face when you finally get there and you see the whole country in front of you, you see the sky and the Earth collide.

Imagine crumbs of gold and waves of midsummer night dreams, as you walk around the shore of the sea, and the sleepless nights spent watching the tiny sparkling stars and the majestic moon, with songs at the campfire in the background.

Here We Go Again…

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My soul revolves around summer days filled with magical air and careless whispers.Little stars shining in the dark sky guide my way through silence; sun beams warm my heart each passing day.From above, it seems like God couldn’t have given me more.Yet, I ask for more.

A whirlwind of dreams echoes throughout my body, forcing my mind to fight.A battle of creation out of pure curiosity and passion.A restless heart measures the rhythm of my wishes.Endless wishes.

Being human might be my weakness.Still, I consider it my greatest quality in nowadays world.If being human means hoping, then there’s nothing wrong in wishing upon stars and hoping for dreams to come true…

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I don't want to be alone, I want to be left alone.
Audrey Hepburn

I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.
Audrey Hepburn

Pick the day. Enjoy it - to the hilt. The day as it comes. People as they come... The past, I think, has helped me appreciate the present - and I don't want to spoil any of it by fretting about the future.
Audrey Hepburn

     

I want to feel my life while I'm in it.
Meryl Streep

It is well that the earth is round that we do no  t see too far ahead.
Meryl Streep

Some people are filled by compassion and a desire to do good, and some simply don't think anything's going to make a difference.
Meryl Streep

 

Endless Nights

 

I feel the silence slowly running through my veins.I hear your breath;slowly moving, afraid of causing more pain.In the light of the new moon your eyes seem lost.With each passing minute their light transforms into wilderness, the interdiction seems as real as never.

Deep breaths measure the silence.Mines.Yours.It is like a never ending cycle.And there, for a second, it seems as if you feel it.Love.Never heard of it, never seen it, how could you possibly feel it?

And then, it might as well be just another trick of yours, tyrant of feelings.

The truth unveils the hidden treasures of your heart

Pretty woman in the depth of the night; you say hello, he waves goodbye.It’s like the fairytale life you have always dreamed of.It lays still in front of you, untouched by the cruel feelings once running through your veins.

You mean to scream the truth out loud but only stars will listen to you.High in the sky, they must be your only company in the cold night.Always there, they can not hurt you.You wish upon them.You hope.

Your tears falling down your checks speak the words you have tried to hide inside your beautiful soul.

You have to let him go…

And she danced the weeks away…

 

It all started one week ago on a rainy day…She was just having fun with friends, she was laughing and her thoughts were dancing to the sound of a peaceful Saturday rain…She could lay in the dreams field forever and ever…if only she was allowed to.Yet, she didn’t look away not even for a moment from the beauty of the castle…now images of her being a princess would come back to her memory.Still, she chose to visit the smaller one.And it is true that good things come in small boxes…She still has the image of that in her memory, she prefers it this way.It makes everything much more magical…     It was the road of happiness, filled with soon to be beautiful memories and innocent smiles and plenty of inspiration.It was pretty perfect, if only perfection existed.Dreams would keep flying by captured in rain clouds and whispering in the falling raindrops… The bittersweet taste of fresh cherries and the idea of a new beginning overwhelmed her with emotions…Life can be so beautiful…  And later on, when sky turned black and stars guided our way in search of love, it was time for a little party.Not that Gossip Girl kind of party, but the we all know each other so well and love being together type of party…They all danced to the same rhythm, and it was something she’d never felt before.Weekends do have happy ends, as the skies go by and sun touches everybody’s face and soul, spreading the summer smell into the air… The escapade was over.The endless night and the long balcony enriched her friendships.And her, as a person.It all felt like a new chapter in her life, a closed door she thought that could never be opened.She loved it.In her way.She still has a window in her heart asking to be opened and relive those moments, those happy yet aching at the thought  of the future moments… Life does go on.She had a reading marathon on her way and a party to attend.Dressing up, buying new shoes, planning a  “Yes Week” and, hopefully, seeing “Yes, Man”, tasting different types of drinks, avoiding sweet guys that probably won’t remember her the next day, praying for her grandfather, staying in the coldish night at 2 a.m. to keep company  to a sick friend,then coming home at 3 a.m. to finish her French homework until 4 a.m., wishing “Happy Birthday” and eating too mush junk food, feeling sick at her medical gymnastic hour due to lack of sleep, running through the rain on her way to high school and staying with her bare feet during classes to let the water in her shoes dry… May is over.

Child’s day is right around the corner.

In two years time she won’t be able to say it’s her day too.

Not physically, but in her heart she’ll always be a child.

June is just beginning.

Day and night, night and day; it’s all the same dream

“What we have here is a dreamer. Someone completely out of touch with reality.“-The Virgin Suicides

 

“Sometimes I wish I could go back to the days when I was six and my biggest problem was what kind of dress to put on Barbie or whether or not I had enough Lego to build a fort”

“A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.”-Coco Chanel

“So much has been said about the girls over the years. But we have never found an answer. It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls... but only that we had loved them... and that they hadn't heard us calling... still do not hear us calling them from out of those rooms... where they went to be alone for all time... and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together. “-The Virgin Suicides

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.  ~John Lubbock

“For age is opportunity no less than youth itself, though in another dress, and as the evening twilight fades away, the sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.”

“Go girl, seek happy nights to happy days.”-William Shakespeare

One look up into the night sky and I do pretend that airplanes are wishing stars…

Wow, I can not believe it’s my second outfit post in a month. To be exact, on a Tuesday again.Not that I haven’t tried this last year too, but it still seems awkward. Now, excuse my lack of usual posts, I do not really have the inspiration needed since it has been raining for the last 10 days or so and school life was quite hectic. It’s supposed to be May, but all we get is autumn-like weather. That is the reason why I took the photographs in the balcony…I am so happy to say that I am finished with all thesis, and that there are only 3 weeks (and a half) of school left. It is just the feeling of having enough time to read that most delights me when I think about holiday. A big thank you to my little brother that took part of the photos and endured the cold weather for me.

Also, even if the sky was covered with clouds, the first photograph turned out so bright. I had quite a lot of time thinking if I should brighten the others too or not. In the end, I left them the way they were taken. There is a really big difference. What do you think? Should I make all the same next time? I would love to hear your opinion on this.

I would also have to say that I love this necklace that i bought last week, it reminds me of India (wish I'd go there one day) , especially with that little decorated hand.Do you have like a piece that reminds you of a country or certain place?

Happy mid-week!

       

Sketch-Changed

One more thesis and I am back to the blogging “routine”. I did take time to take some photographs of the Tuesday’s outfit, when it was so lovely outside…

 

And let’s say I’m introducing Blacks(well, Blacky is his name, but we just call him in so many different ways…)…or, at least, his tail :) I did wanted to post a better photo of him, but it came out blurry.Next time…