My Own Fairytale

Spring is almost here and I've been dreaming of the things that I would like to change together with this winter season being gone soon. GO FOR LONG WALKS, INDULGE IN HOT BATHS, QUESTION MY ASSUMPTIONS, BE KIND TO MYSELF, LIVE FOR THE MOMENT, LOOSEN UP, SCREAM, CURSE THE WORLD, COUNY MY BLESSINGS, JUST LET GO, JUST BE.

...and more

A great book to read and the beginning of HIGH HEEL SEASON!

YES! Wine always, but sometimes a girl needs a cosmo!

Open a new chapter in my life

Waking up in the middle of a flower field

Relax, take time for myself

Buy shoes, many shoes in every color!

Take a vacation. Dream, explore, live...

Organize the house...decorate in colors...house is like a flower...delicate and full of life

Visit the beach, take the sun, color and feel the warmth on my face

Dance, like nobody is watching

Loose myself in colors, once again...

Buy accesories that will brighten up my days...

Eat a lot of fruit, energy is all I seek...

Never resist anything that looks this delicious...

Dare to be different!

MUST HAVE!

Be under a purple spell !

Under The Dreaming Sun

It's a beautiful Sunday in Florence! It’s still cold outside but at least the sun is out and I hope it continues to be. I just finished watching The Wizard of Oz (Il mago di Oz). Judy Garland was such a beauty in this movie, so sweet and innocent. This classic tale takes me back to childhood. “There is no place like home.” Being far away from home and the family is very hard, especially if one is on their own and alone in an unknown country. All the beauty of Florence takes my mind off the thought that I am here alone (without my family, I mean). I can’t wait for this winter to end and spring to come; I think I mentioned this before in one of my posts. Spring will bring more fun and excitement, more sun and warmth. The bear is waiting to be awakened and smell the sweetness of honey in the air. Yesterday, I was in town, walking around and I realized that city is filling up with tourists, once again. And this is just the beginning. Summers are usually mad here, crowds of people on the streets, it’s a total chaos! I remember the summer of 2008 in Florence, that’s when I fell in love with this city. The love for Florence is still inside of my heart, it’s not gone and I doubt it will be. I traveled all over Italy in 2008 and many places were painted, like a work of art, in my head and I still carry them with me.

ARTISTIC DREAMS OF ITALY

Afternoon Tea

BELLAGIO MEMORIES

CAPRI ISLAND

 

Daydreaming of Spring

I have been living in Florence, Italy for the past 5 months. I adore this city and it's essential beauty. Everything about Florence captivates my mind. Its culture, art...it's all there on display in front of my eyes and I can't help but wonder how many "strangers" in this city feel the same way. If they even do...?
Today is Sunday, it was a sunny morning until the dark clouds sorrounded the city and kicked the sunshine out of the sky. But before the rain started, I got out on my big terrace and together with my charming boyfriend started the process of cleaning, which I enjoy very much. The terrace is empty now, due to the winter that brought heavy rain and winds that circulated throughout Florence. We cleaned the terrace almost completely and rearanged the flowers pots. I always saw my mom plant the flowers in the pots and change the soil, but I never tried to do it before. Today was my first time and yes, I did a good job! I bought three different flowers yesterday, now they are breathing fresh air outside. They made me think of  la primavera (spring) and its charm. I love spring...everything about it, I love. Awakening of the first flowers, warm breeze on my skin, the smell of honey in the air...I daydream alot about this magical season and I am so excited that it will knock on this city's door SOON!

I wish to have a garden like this one day

I love typical Tuscan gardens. Flowers, of many colors, beautiful statues and fountains !!! What more would one want? If I had one like this, it would make me feel like I'm living in Rinascimento (The Renaissance), which actually began here in Florence in the 14th century!

In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers

is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as freely

as the flowers, and the dreams are as beautiful.

I really want to clean out my closet and put away the winter collection! I am "craving" a dress.

I love this picture. The front door of a Tuscan villa covered in colors.

It's time for spring, butterflies, sweet scents, honey and bees, happy colors, music, cold drinks and great love poetry!

" A flower's fragrance declares to the whole world that it is fertile, available and desirable. It smell remind us in vestigial ways of fertility, vigor, life-force, all the optimism, expectancy, and passionate bloom of youth. We inhale its ardent aroma and no matter what our ages, we feel young and nubile in a world aflame with desire." By Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses

When bright flowers bloom

Parchment crumbles, my words fade

The pen has dropped...