two of my girls turned into bookmarks for two people I love to death
Sunday, August 21, 2011
I love beauty products, I find it so fascinating how a little bit of cream, black ink smeared through lashes and a pout in blooming pink can make a face look magically seductive. To me, beauty products and therefore aesthetics are genderless, you use whatever you feel like, there are no restrictions nor limits to create the dream you believe you could be.
In my book has always been more important to love what I see in the mirror than people's reaction to it. There will always be someone who will disagree and judge but at the end of the day, it's up to them and it has nothing to do with me.
I believe in beauty first and foremost, I believe it's important and necessary to have a personal aesthetic, whichever that could be. My immense love for beauty and beauty products has more to do with ideals rather than with terrible vanity (although I am a pretty vain fool).
It's all about secrecy and trickery, hiding what is not supossed to show, witchcraft and seduction...enhancing what is wonderful and concealing the flaws, it's never been about looking right for others but more about feeling like conquering the world when everything seems to look just right.
It's all make-believe
yet it's a make-believe that can always be recreated and washed off after a little while,
Here are some of my favorite beauty secrets and beauty wonders as of late;
from left to right
♥ Tuberose Silky body oil by Terranova♥ Huile Prodigieuse, a multi-usage dry oil by Nuxe
♥ Nirvanesque eye contour cream by Nuxe
♥ Avibon vitamin A pommade
♥ Sheer lipstick in Belle de Jour by NARS
♥ Rouge G Le Brilliant in Gardenia by Guerlain
♥ Powder blush in Exhibit A by NARS
♥ Convertible Colour rouge for cheeks and lips in Poppy by Stilla
♥ Fragance lip balm in Groseille by Gal Collection
♥ Volume Booster lipstick in Foxy by Rimmel London
♥ Doll Eye volume mascara by NYX
♥ Gardenia Passion Eau de Toilette by Annick Goutal
♥ Hydra-Mask intense moisturising and regenerating care by Embryolisse
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Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
My lover got me this beautiful dreamy book of candid and studio portraits of Audrey Hepburn by Mark Shaw for my birthday. I truly can't help but love the boy (which is not always the best thing for myself)...
A long time ago he took one of my Audrey Hepburn books and starting flipping through the pages. As he kept looking at the pictures, he seemed puzzled and had a very funny look on his face;
I asked him "what's wrong?" and he said; "I don't get it, she was terrible. She looks so awkward and she's too skinny. Why are you so obsessed with her?"
I rolled my eyes and felt secretely insulted yet just said:
"You just don't get it, you've never seen her act"
Indeed he had never seen any of her movies, so I made him sit through Breakfast at Tiffany's and my personal favorite; Funny Face. I cried at the end of both and he told me: "I get it now, she's one of those you need to see in movement"
He still doesn't find Audrey to be breathtaking and I still love her to death. It makes me think of this quote from The Virgin Suicides book;
“She held herself very straight like Audrey Hepburn, whom all women idolize and men never think about”
After watching those movies together, we never talked about it and my lover forgets everything quite easily, everytime I find myself thinking he's not a thoughtful kind of guy, he surprises me with these kind of gifts.
can't help but love the boy
Posted by c* at 5:37 PM
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
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Friday, August 5, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Find the time and travel the oceans to sleep with the ones you love. Share meals, secrets and tears in the dark, ask them questions until they are answered, rummage through the silence, see the world unfold with doe-eyed wonder, take naps and laugh like a child before going to bed. Hug your sadness like a doll, no one can ever do such a thing for you, blossom even in the coldest weather, try not to miss the man you love too much, wherever he is, he misses you too, dream of him every night, even if it’s all doomed and your eyes fill with tears when you do so. remember every girl who has loved you when others have love you not, surrender, darling, learn to feel safe even when you are breaking. Walk miles and miles and see how everyone is doing whatever they can to feel joy, everybody is doing their damn best to take the next breath... believe that whatever maladies you’re surviving will one day seem petty and small, try and forget yourself for a little while and see the light shine through..
From every little pain survived, One day, you’ll grow a flower...
These are little vignettes from a wonderful trip from which I returned a couple of weeks ago.
It’s been so hard to resume all the beauty, but indeed, I tried my best.
I shall be posting more of these during the following days