Thank You for our ability to change. Everything is changing. Dior is in Moscow again. The last Dior visit in Moscow was in far 1959. You can see the difference between now and 1959 I wrote about in the post Dior Me.
“The tones of gray, pale turquoise and pink will prevail,” Christian Dior had predicted. I think he would be happy to see the runway Dior fall-winter 2013-2014 show at Red Square in Moscow!
I recognize that Dior on my picture I kept on under my pillow in my childhood. I love these looks! I just can not find the relevant words to describe my elation and excitement about the show!
It seems fall-winter 2013-2014 is going to be elegant and beautiful! Moscow is a really inspirational place for Dior genetically. This is classic love story a la Russe!
Thank you for this possibility to share with you my excitement about Dior.
Thank You for my happy Destiny. My way is beautiful. I was born in USSR but educated in Western tradition. This rich composition allows me analyzing two different world, I suppose.
On the photo below we see two women which are on the one stage together. The stage is the formal dinner in Schönbrunn Palace, Vienna, where Khrushchev and Kennedy appeared together for the only time and in the company of their wives Nina Khrushchev and Jackie Kennedy.
For Kennedy, who had become President in the same 1961 year, it was his first meeting with his great opposite number one from the Soviet Union.
“I never met a man like this,” Kennedy told Hugh Sidey, Time magazine’s White House correspondent. “[I] talked about how a nuclear exchange would kill 70 million people in 10 minutes, and he just looked at me as if to say, ‘So what?’”
At their final meeting, Kennedy sought to improve the chilled atmosphere over Berlin. “It is up to the U.S. to decide whether there will be war or peace,” Khrushchev said. “Then, Mr. Chairman,” Kennedy responded, “there will be war. It will be a cold winter.”
At the first glimpse we see the clear contrast between the looks of the First Ladies. Jackie is fashionable and sophisticated and Nina is provincial and shapeless. But mindful view understands that the visible differences in appearance of two ladies are just the tip of the iceberg.
Jackie is 32 y.o and Nina is 61 y.o. here. Jackie’s father, John, was a wealthy stockbroker on Wall Street whose family had come from France. Nina’s father was a poor peasant from the village in Ukraine. At the age of 22 y.o. Jackie enjoyed her youth in the George Washington University. Nina in her 22 y.o. was suffering by typhoid fever and lived in the village house even without floor just ground.
Jackie and Nina were a very strong women. They both were bitterly crying when their children were lost. Jackie’s third child Patrick died after two days from the birth. Nina had buried her daughter Elena.
They both loved their husbands and they both became a widows. Kennedy was killed and Jackie became a widow at age 34. Khrushchev died of a heart attack in a hospital near his home in Moscow on 1971. Nina was a little lucky because she was 71 y.o.
Jackie died of a form of cancer of the lymphatic system. She was 64 years old. Nina died at 84 y.o.
What the complicated Destinies we have just touched!
At the first glimpse we all are different. But see attentively: for every mother her child is value, every girls dream about Prince’s love, every boys dream to become an astronaut. Our tears are the same about loss and pain. Our joys are the same about happiness in our families and peace in our countries.
Thank you for sharing with me this peaceful moment.
Thank You for today’s Inspiration. Today’s morning have presented to us something wonderful.
This tree
Is not only a tree
It is a freindly tree,
that is always watching over you.
This tree
Is not only a tree
It is a magical tree.
That makes miracles happen,
Hopes become realities,
And nevers become alwayses.
This tree
Is not only a tree
It is where everything started.
It is the tree of life.
by Mia Ocean
We were eating grapes when the idea was born.
I with my daughter are creating a magic tree from empty bunch of grapes and modeling clay.
We think a little glittering is beautiful.
Red flowers are blooming on the tree.
And Pixie dust is necessary.
To make this tree is easy and fun. You and your child will be happy if you try to create it.
Well, close your eyes and think about your Dream, as you know:
It is a magical tree. That makes miracles happen, Hopes become realities…
Thank You for Inspiration to invent bikini. It is hard to imagine our life without it. “Summer, Beach and Bikini!” is a new hendiatris that endorses hedonistic lifestyles or behaviors in hot weather.
On July 5th, 1946, the modern bikini was unveiled in public for the first time. French fashion designer Louis Réard hired Micheline Bernardini, an exotic dancer at the Casino de Paris to sport his two-piece creation after the runway models he approached refused to wear it.
This ‘revolutionary’ and iconic piece of beachwear was named after the Bikini Atoll in the Pacific. Reard dubbed “bikini,” inspired by a news-making U.S. atomic test that took place off the Bikini Atoll in the Pacific Ocean.
Réard described his ‘invention’ as “smaller than the smallest swimsuit.” He also said, “A bikini is not a bikini unless it can be pulled through a wedding ring.”
“A girl in a bikini is like having a loaded gun on your coffee table – There’s nothing wrong with them, but it’s hard to stop thinking about,” said Garrison Keillor. Oh he is right, so right. Even I can not stop to see and admire my favorite model from Victoria Secret Candice Swanepoel.
“Oh, how I regret not having worn a bikini for the entire year I was twenty-six. If anyone young is reading this, go, right this minute, put on a bikini, and don’t take it off until you’re thirty-four,” Nora Ephron writes in ” I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman”. Her advice is wise. But why until thirty-four, I suggest at least until seventy-four! We, women, are created beautiful and our task to manifest our Beauty every moment of our life. It is the key of happiness of our world.
Please manifest your Beauty today and always! Happy Sunday!
Thank You for my roots. When I think about how many people had lived before my birth I am mesmerized by the thought “they all lived to make my being possible on this planet”. I am Slavonic. My mother is Belorussian and father has a Polish roots. Today we celebrate Ivan Kupala’s Night.
This night is always filled with miracles: you may hear the whisper of herbs and see mermaids, watch trees change places and witness the bright light of the blossoming fern flower.
The fire is miraculous and detoxifying tonight. If you are courage enough to jump over the fire you will stay healthy all year.
Tonight a magical rituals are allowed. Girls make wreaths from wild flowers and add a nettle to it, which reflects the essence of a mermaid concealed in every girl. They push the wreath into the river and get rid of the mermaid’s nature.
Girls also stick burning candles into their wreaths and make bets whose wreath remains on the surface longer. The longer the candle burns the more overwhelming love will be.
This feast of fire, water and love filled me with the certainty that life is given to all of us for happiness, joy and love. It is our responsibility to make our lives beautiful.
Thank You for the people I live around. I love every person I have ever met and gratitude for the meetings. Today I express my special gratitude for the meeting with Bee. Her blog is a wonderful world of poetry and inspiration. I enjoy and float in a tender waves of her Creativity. Bee has kindly nominated me for the Bouquet of Award – 7 Awards!
I invite you to the temple of my heart for the celebrating where the mass with organ orchestra and choir are playing “Gloria Sanctus” and the music is celestial and divine:
Rules: Only one here
The ABC Award requires me to write a word or a phrase about myself for each of the English alphabets:
Hello God!
Thank you for the sweet memory I have about my first sight in my future husband’s eyes. What a fleeting sense of happy uncertainty “Is he the One?” “Yes, yes,yes, he is,” beating of my heart had answered. As always my brain was the last who had accepted this fact.
My today’s mood is romantic and I am happy to share with you this poetic moment.
To ***
I still recall the wondrous moment:
When you appeared before my sight
As though a brief and fleeting omen,
Pure phantom in enchanting light.
In sorrow, when I felt unwell,
Caught in the bustle, in a daze,
I fell under your voice’s spell
And dreamt the features of your face.
Years passed and gales had dispelled
My former hopes, and in those days,
I lost your voice’s sacred spell,
The holy features of your face.
Detained in darkness, isolation,
My days began to drag in strife.
Without faith and inspiration,
Without tears, and love and life.
My soul attained its waking moment:
You re-appeared before my sight,
As though a brief and fleeting omen,
Pure phantom in enchanting light.
And now, my heart, with fascination,
Beats rapidly and finds revived
Devout faith and inspiration,
And tender tears and love and life.
Alexander Pushkin
I see you are smiling about your happy memory about the glimpse you remember for your whole life!
Thank You for America. I love America and I know for sure I will see Her very soon. As you know I have never been in USA. But I have been in Munich’s Deutsches Museum and found there the epitome of my dream you see below!
Oh, my darling big pink dream! I love you and the place where you were born. In English language “car” is “it”. But my dream is She. She is beautiful. I feel her happy energy with Elvis Presley song inside:
La,La,La We’re caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much, baby!
I am singing his “Suspicious Mind” and driving the car somewhere near California. What the sweetest dream I have!
I have heard that one of the biggest differences between Europe and U.S. is a things in the U.S. tend to be a bit larger than in the rest of the world! The size of my dream is big. Dream Big!
America Dreams Big. All my significant teachers which are leading my way are from U.S. Carlos Castaneda, Abraham Maslow, Louise Hay, Anthony Robbins, Napoleon Hill, Steve Jobs and Richard Branson are inspiring and teaching to Dream Big.
“What made America great was her ability to transform her own dream into hope for all mankind. America did not tell the millions of men and women who came from every country in the world and who – with their hands, their intelligence and their heart – built the greatest nation in the world: ‘Come, and everything will be given to you.’ She said: ‘Come, and the only limits to what you’ll be able to achieve will be your own courage and your own talent.” Nicolas Sarkozy said about U.S. I like these words and believe in.
Today is the 4th of July! I am celebrating today with you. Thank you for your company and mmm delicious barbecued chicken.
Thank You for July. I am happily gathering a bouquet of summer flowers to pleasure you and singing a song about beautiful and sunny July.
July is charming child of mother Summer
He brings a bloom to flower’s faces
They are delightful smiles of the planet.
His philosophy is simple and profound
Enjoy your life, your living being before
Crone Winter has cropped the roses from your cheek.
Please accept my Bouquet with the words “Obey your soul, have perfect faith in yourself. Never think of yourself with doubt or distrust, or as one who makes mistakes.” Wallace D. Wattles advises in his “The Science of Being Great”.
Perhaps the philosophy of July is here. A rose is blooming without doubts…
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