Florian Dior

Hello God!

Thank You for Christian Dior. May inspires to imagine and my today’s hero is a little boy with a big almond’s eyes. I named him Florian Dior.

I am lucky to find the images of floral dresses by Tasmanian fashion designer Sandra Alcorn and allow myself to immerse in the floral fantasy where the Goddess Flora is blessing little Christian Dior and all of us.

Florian Dior

It happened in Granville, Normandia’s town

In the garden of the seaside villa.

Little Florian was born here

And Goddess Flora kissed him in his eyes.

Morning dressYou are blessed, the happy boy,

With My Beauty in your heart.

Make the world to bloom is

You way and destiny.

 

Geranium Petals DressFlora, Godmother of the boy,

Opens the worlds of flowers to him.

Florian Dior creates and enjoys

Geranium Petals Dresses in his sandbox…

Hellebore roses of winter

“After women, flowers are the most lovely thing God has given the world,” big Christian  Dior writes his Godmother’s words in his “The Little Dictionary of Fashion to Dress Sense for Every Woman”, remembering the time when he was little Florian.

Pansy Dress

Goddess Flora guides Dior’s inspiration from her first kiss to little Florian.

Corolle (literally the botanical term corolla or circlet of flower petals in English) is the name of the line of Dior’s first collection, presented in 1947. His New Look is the image of the flower-woman. Dior sets the fashion of blooming silhouette like a flower’s corolla with the waist is thin as its stem, and of fairy flowery fabrics with colors of his beloved Normandy’s sky and sea.

Fushia Dress

 

“But being so sweet and so charming they must be used with care. A flowered hat may be lovely or ridiculous. A flower in your buttonhole or in your belt or in your decollete may be extremely nice… but choose a variety of flower and a color to suit your personality,” Dior shares the advises of Goddess Flora in his Dictionary.

“Flowered prints I think are wonerful…silk prints in beautiful colors are lovely for afternoon suits, dinner frocks, or cocktail dresses” – I follow you, Dior.

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Christian Dior emphasizes: “… flowers can bring a touch of color to a dark dress. A spray of purple pansies and yellow gold  mimosa can do wonders to light up a dark dress.”  And you know a spray of purple pansies and yellow gold  mimosa can do wonders to light up everything dark and let me hugging you with this spray of golden rays of the Goddess of Flora.

Little Florian Dior enjoys a dreams in Granville. He is sharing its with you by Christian Dior – Haute Couture video:

I am feeling Flora’s kisses on my cheeks opening her world. Thank you for the bliss, the Goddess of Flora, we are all touched by you. Thank you, Florian Dior, for your happy realization.

So Spring is in the air and it’s the perfect time to be fresh and new and colorful just like the flowers!

 

Spring Bird

Hello God!

Thank You for Spring! With singing birds as my alarm clock and fresh aroma of coffee as my first inspiration, morning is beginning a new happy day.

Everything beautiful in our life was born in love, passion and grace. Spring brings to us these great gifts. Today I invite you in Bergamo in a sunny terrace of charming cafe “La Marianna” to share with me fantastic desert – Polenta e Osèi, the gastronomic symbol of Bergamo.

Marzipan Bird

Originally, polenta, from the Latin pollen for “fine flour”, which shares a root with pulvis, meaning “dust”, is a dish of boiled cornmeal. It’s frequently eaten with meats and ragù, cheese like gorgonzola.

The origins of the sweet version of Polenta e Osèi date to 1910, the year when a local baker, Amadeo Alessio and his wife, created it for the first time.

It is interesting that Polenta e Osèi is in no way actually made of polenta. The polenta-like appearance is due to a yellow fondant covering rolled in big crystals of sugar, with a dollop of apricot jam on top. Inside, a yellow cake (pan di spagna) hides a cream center of usually hazelnut.

It seems I know the reason why Polenta e Osèi is not actually Polenta…Tipico di Bergamo

Amadeo Mozartti is a young and joyful baker from peasant family with happy songs creates his masterpieces in Antonio Salierri’s  pastry. Salierri’s business is a heritage from 7 generations of excellent bakers. And from his first inhalation Antonio is a baker and he has dedicated himself to the service of the baking art. He is rich and he enjoys his life in baking cakes in own pastry.

He is proud of his high standards. Of course, the Queen personally byes sophisticated cakes here, in Salerri! But it is the question here. The Queen loves Mozartti’s deserts. Secretly, however, Salleri is jealous of Mozartti’s works because he recognizes their superior quality, especially given what he sees in him as a simple peasant.Sweet Bird

Soprano’s family is the richest in Verona. Father of Sopranos is going to Bergamo to expand their business and the best way to do it is … family-arranged wedding! He has a daughter Giulietta Soprano. The only child, she is a gift from heaven.

“Sallieri is a good choice for my Giulietta”, thinks Soprano. “He is rich. He has connection with the Queen”. “Oh, yes, I will marry. Sopranos is my chance!”, Sallierri dreams. Of course, his interest in her is primarily based on her social standing and her family’s vast wealth, in contrast to her youthful beauty.

Delicious

The meeting Giulietta Soprano with Antonio Sallierri was arranged in Antonio’s pastry. Amadeo Mozartti secretly glanced on Giulietta is fallen in love with her endlessly at the first sight. He can not handle the feeling but what he can do? How he can tell her “I love you!”?

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Happy loving hands of grandmother Amadeo feels on his hot forehead and the only world “Polenta” he listens in the dreams at the night before the day when meeting with Giulietta is possible. “Polenta? It sounds ridiculous. This dish is for poor peasants”,  Amadeo desperately cries, “I will try any way. It is matter of life or death. I will chose the finest ingredients for my wordless love confession”.

He runs to the kitchen: “White chocolate, dark chocolate, butter, of course, ground almonds, instead of corns! What a relief!” Amadeo happily singing again creates his masterpiece.

For friends

“Marzipan bird is on the apricot confiture pillow happily resting in the golden nest not from a metal but from sunshine and my favourite corn. Dear Giulietta, you are the bird and my love is the golden nest. I will keep it for the end of my days,”  Giulietta recognised Amadeo’s heart and read the message from it.

Sallieri did not poison Mozartti. Amadeo was simply fired. Father Soprano accepted the choice of his child’s heart. All Bergamo was dancing on their wedding. Happy End!

We can join celebrating Spring and Love with a beautiful dance “La Bergamesca” by Marco Uccellini.

Thank you for your hand I am feeling in the dance by beating of our hearts. Your eyes are incredible. You are beautiful. You are my Spring Bird!

Sorry, Santa!

Hello God!

Thank You for our ability to keep the sparkle of hope inside when the whole essence is crying.

Just a moment ago I cheerfully congratulated the World with the snowball of happiness and for now… Sorry, Santa, I am sad now. The Christmas Day plane crash is the reason.

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Sorry, Santa, I do not understand

Why it was possible in Your Day!

Le Nomade in Antibes, France, reflects

My Soul where the words are useless…

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Sorry, Santa, I can not accept

This silence instead Christmas Carols.

Perhaps Alexandrov choir are singing its

For you in Sky Lapland with angels.

Sorry, Santa, for our mourning hearts,

We all have limited time to sing.

Let’s hurry! Life waits!

Merry Christmas!

Hello God!

Thank You for Christmas. It does not matter how old we are, we are becoming children now because to believe in Miracle is natural for little heart.

Sergey Anisimov, a photographer, gives us this unique possibility to touch fantastic North world where Christmas fairy tale is born.

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Three little Stars playfully turning in the comets are gently laying on your face as a snowflakes. Joy, Love and Hope are their names. They hurry, they bring three golden keys to a New Life.

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We are all from the cradle. We all have met three little Stars with three golden keys. Your eye lids feels their coolness and the crystals help us to remember something very important. Why we are here? We are here to open the doors by the golden keys we are all gifted.

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The First Door is the World as a Big Friend. Our inner child always feel and know about friendful World. Look and feel around – we are breathing by friendly oxygen effortlessly, our body always carefully wrapped by soft brocade knitted from wind and breeze, rain and snow, light of Sun and Moon. Please remember Joy is the key and you have it in your pocket!

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The second door is Endless Beauty. You are the declaration of Perfection and the Key of Love opens the door. With your first inhaling and crying you are in a hands of love. Do you remember your first inhaling after the moment when you first dived in Love? You heart remembers – “Beauty is around, beauty is inside. Life is a flower I bring to your heart”. I love your smile, I love your eyes. You are beautiful.

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The key of Hope opens the third door of Happiness. To be optimistic is your naturally installed feature, and your heart knows it. We are all here on the journey of limited time. With every beat of heart we feel the moment as a precious. Listen to your heart and happily smile. Remember the key of Hope is yours and you know where the door.

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The golden keys we are all gifted by three Stars open the doors of Prosperity. Big Fish is in our hands. We have life! What’s the chance!

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From my heart please catch the snowball of Joy, Love, Hope, Beauty, Happiness, Prosperity ! The snowball is so enormous that in one moment you will turn in a big snowman! Let’s play and celebrate!

The song is joyful and about love! “I’ll take you away, away to tundra, I’ll wrap your shoulders in the bright arctic lights…”

Merry Christmas!

God of Buttons

Hello God!

Thank You for Your Many Faces. With winter weather endlessly to button and unbutton my skirt, my shirt, my jacket and my coat I have met the God of Buttons. His name is Augusto Esquivel.

“The seat of the soul is where the inner world and the outer world meet”, German philosopher Novalis said. Tonight I have found the seat of my soul. Let me share the place with you.The Universe.jpg

My inner world and the outer world meet in my grandmother’s old can from “Quality Street” chocolates where the God lives. It is fulfilled by buttons where every button is a planet or a star. The God is creating His Universe in His Perfect Order.Edem.jpg

This is the secret meeting place where limitless wisdom is open navigating my life. The buttons are magical keepers of the stories about my family, love and dreams. The buttons remember tenderness of touching mother’s hands and my first steps in the beige sweater with apple trees and blue river, knitted by my grandmother, of course, with sparkling buttons as the Sun and cotton clouds. The buttons build the road of destiny and every buttons are the atoms creating the Perfect Universe with personal Eden.

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There is the fountain of life where every drops are joy, prosperity and trust. I see the world in those roses. The word “button” means flower’s bud. And I know about Miracle girl’s heart is asking for sewing the magical button with the words: “Rose button, rose bud keeps my beauty for Him to love”.  Trust, girl, in the button. Trust, girl, in the fountain!

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Luna Park is the embodiment of happiness. The Candy Shop with mesmerising sounds of caramel in rainbow paper con the wizard-saker scales I am feeling in my hands – God of buttons keeps my hand.

And Carousel! Between the beginnings, the first steps, and infinite, breathing worlds, these things gather together here. My child’s innocent smile with “Mama, I chose this horse!”, sparkling lights of silver and golden lamps, ancient music but with so familiar and warm sounds are saved in the buttons.  Carousel.jpg

Augusto Esquivel explains: “I realize how insignificant and small a simple sewing button can be as it lays in my grandmother’s sewing box, but at the same time how unique and precious it can become as part of a work of art. Like an atom in a molecule, each button serves and shapes the whole. I hold the button to my ear and it whispers to me, “I want to be…..”

Thank You, God of Buttons, for the place where my soul is now. Thank you, my dear friend, for your smile and I am a molecule of water in your eyes.

Huggiving Day

Hello God!

Thank You for the hugs we give for each other. Today is Thanksgiving and Huggiving Day I have announced!

hug is a form of physical intimacy, universal in human communities, in which two or more people put their arms around the neck, back, or waist of one another and hold each other closely.

Spreading a little good in the world I give you my hug by the photos  you see now. Anyone worth meeting is worth hugging. And I am enormously happy to have this moment to hug you and imagine your smile and feel the beat of your heart.

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Let’s face the truth – we all have and enjoy our hand-held devices more often than hug our people. Our hands are too busy with these perfect tools for cutting us off from any human contact.

Please, just put the phone in your pocket. Log off your computer. Remove your iPod headphones. I suggest to free our hands and go reaching out and hugging people. Today.

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Doing little thing to touch a heart or a life changes the world forever. Shining a light on goodness spreads good in the world. Sharing love with another nurtures love around the world.

I am writing this post because I hope to change your life for the better, even if only for a moment, this very precious moment. And you know my own life is changed too. Thank you very much for your hands and warmness I am feeling now.

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“Genuine hugs give people freedom to be audaciously caring. They are an act of pure human love, and they give people new ways to build bridges, heal hurts, and put a little more joy in the lives of those we touch. No one should go hugless. Hugs are free. And best of all: when you hug, you get hugged back” I am reading in “The 10 Essential Hugs of Life” by Roy Spence.

Happy Huggiving Day!

 

Halloween EV3

Hello God!

Thank You for today. Today is Halloween and we are celebrating tonight with our new EV3.

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The Grand Hotel is calm and sleepy,

When the Horror knocks the door.

EV3 is the scariest robot,

It is from the Dark Planet.

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The Halloween Party was unforgettable…

Happy Halloween!