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Summer Achievement

Published on August 22, 2013August 22, 2013 by Glorialana12 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for Summer. The days are warm and sunny, our mood is happy and we are cycling along beautiful meadow breathing by honey air. This summer my daughter has learned to cycle on two-wheeled bicycle. It is important achievement for our whole family. We will cycle together in the city of my dream San Francisco!

I am happy to share here a beautiful posters by Ian Huebert. “The Golden Spoke” documents city life from the bicyclist’s perspective.

I love the posters. It seems San Francisco loves his cyclists.

We are going to visit my mother tonight and I will stay with my daughter there for weekend. We will train our cycling skills and enjoy the last, oh really, the end of summer is near the door, sunny days.

For this weekend I wish you to Enjoy Summer days, Eat a Watermelon and Cycle! I will do the same, I promise.

Have a sweet and cycling weekend!

Happy Birthday, Margarita!

Published on August 21, 2013 by Glorialana17 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for my daughter. Today she is 5 y.o.!

You are beautiful,
my tiny child,
wrapped tightly in my arms,
close to my heart.
I listen to you breathing.
I count your fingers
and your toes.
Helpless,
you cried out to me
and I love you
with every ounce of my soul.

I remember the day
You took your first step.
There was no stopping you.
Your feet gave you freedom
to explore the world
like never before
but danger lurked.

I opened those doors anyway,
cautiously,
and introduced
you to the world.

Thank you, Margarita, for You!

You have transformed my life into a fairytale,

My world has changed, and will never be the same.
Because my child, you are an angel from heaven to me,
You, my darling, are my most unforgettable dream.
Happy Birthday, Dear Daughter!

Thank you for this possibility to share with you my happiness and love.

Chanel Lightens

Published on August 20, 2013August 20, 2013 by Glorialana11 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for the 19th of August! Coco Chanel was born at that Day. Today she is 130 y.o. I has written “She is” because she lives in her wisdom and creativity. We enjoy her Inspiration therefore she lives. You know it is perpetual hope about immortality of the leading our ways Spirit.

“Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.” Great Coco knows exactly what she says about.

Her secret, I think, is in French easiness of perception and accepting everything life suggests. Lets follow by her lightness she is radiating around!

Coco inspires to smile. Jocelyne Grivaud has created Barbie Chanel.

Alexsandro Palombo makes us laugh on mother Simpson-Chanel.

Ricardo Fumanal illustrates Chanel’s inner world.

Oh, meet my favorite personage from my childhood. It is Shapoklyak. I think she looks like on Coco.

Shapoklyak’s Song is below. I am sure you will enjoy the song and the look of main personage. It is my present to great Coco Chanel. Happy Birthday, Gabriele!

Thank you for sharing this light moment with me. I enjoy your smiles.

Happy Clearness

Published on August 15, 2013August 15, 2013 by Glorialana3 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for my happy Soviet school years. Perhaps you can catch some satirical notes in my statement, but I am serious I am happy to be educated in the USSR.

My school years cover the period from blooming to crashing the USSR (1981 – 1991). The same period defines the Cold War where USSR and USA were main enemies. My dear friend Sindy from USA has written in comment that she remembers from her childhood: “We were all raised with the threat of nuclear war.”

We were raised with the certain confidence we are the Peace (Makers and Givers) Angels . Of course the word “angel” was forbidden in the USSR due to there were no place for religions. What’s the advantage, I can afford to use the word in describing the Communist’s country now!

I have met in a different opinions of clever people such as philosophers, sociologists, historians, that Soviet education was extremely politicized. I partly agree, because everything which is “extremely” too black or white.

Black and white was a comfortable conception Soviet propaganda used with great success. We, children, clearly understood who winner was. Additional politicizing was not necessary.

Myth and Reality

The educational standards were high, even higher than in the modern ex-USSR countries. We were busy reading “War and Peace” by Tolstoy, by the way in the whole volume, and playing the favorite Lenin’s sonata “Appassionata” by Beethoven in musical school.

Did you know that foreign language was compulsory for learning from the 4th grade in Soviet school? German and English were popular due to historical reasons. Italian and French were for future artists and musicians.

Be vigilant, people!

You see the posters from my school. We, Soviet children, had no chance to be frightened by our worst enemy USA. We were protected and happy because of this clearness of understanding.

You know to protect citizens is the main aim of every governments. What do we observe today?

Thank you for sharing this moment with me. I am happy to think with you.

Dangerous Dance

Published on August 13, 2013August 15, 2013 by Glorialana2 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for this possibility to share a funny picture I have just found. I am feeling your smiles and our vibrations are able to brighten the whole Universe now. We do not waste our lives!

The caricature is from satirical Soviet magazine “Krokodil”. It seems people in the USSR loved to laugh on imperialistic trends and fashion.

Imitators

We’ll not argue with Darwin

His teaching is without blemish.

He is right:

In the past, people

Evolved from orangutans.

The century progressed

But rock and roll displaced all plans

And in this dance

Human

Is not distinguished from orangutans.

Thank you for your happiness and Good Night! I am going to smile in my dreams because of You.

Blue Joy Jeans

Published on August 13, 2013August 15, 2013 by Glorialana7 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for my jeans and Your Inspiration to Levi Strauss for creating its. I can not imagine my wardrobe without jeans. You will be surprised but I had bought my first pair of Levis jeans in Prague in the late 90s!!! I was 26 y.o. and I had been abroad at the first time.

The Serpent Tempter

As you know I was born in USSR and it is odd why simple working robe was forbidden there. Dior and YSL were approved by the Communist Party but jeans were not. I have read that even father of all Soviet Communists Vladimir Lenin (Ulyanov) wore a jeans by Levi Strauss.

Mercury is the God of commerce

– If he is God why he could not reach a pair of jeans for himself!

A pair of simple cotton pants were frowned upon by Soviet officials as symbols of decadence and western imperialism, American symbol of freedom! USA were evil and enemy and a blue jeans were a hot item on the black market. A month’s wages (!!!) of average builder of Communism was the price for one pair.

– Poor souls all the pants were sat out at job!

In Soviet Union jeans represented a status symbol.

– And where you tore off such a gorgeous patch?!

In every satirical magazines a caricatures about jeans lovers were published. I remember how I with my younger sister were laughing and painting funny additional details to the pic’s heroes.

– Oh, my helper is working…

I am happy to share with you my smile and nostalgic memories about my first pair of Levis jeans.

Thank you for your company. I am sure you are in your old blue jeans now. So am I.

Daughter Grows

Published on August 11, 2013August 15, 2013 by Glorialana8 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for this possibility to breath and enjoy Sunday. Today is a rainy day and I have a happy time to write these words. My daughter is sitting on my knees playing in a fashion game with iPad now. She asks my advices what dress to wear and I feel her trust. I enjoy and love our understanding.

I am meditating about our future now. Will we still be a good friends when my daughter is a teenager? I have found a wonderful story I am happy to share with you. Sure you recognize today’s personages on the photos.

In the second grade,

My mom made me wear dresses everyday.
My mom would part my hair down the middle and make two long braids with colorful hair ties.
I would go to school and the boys would make fun of my dresses.
The boy that sat behind me would pull my braids anytime I said something smart.

In the fourth grade,

I told my mom I could dress myself, but she still had to approve of every outfit.
I told my mom I was old enough to style my own hair.
I would go to school and the boys would make fun of my weight instead of my clothes.
The boy that sat behind me would sit next to me and call me names for being the stupid one in smart classes.

In the seventh grade,

I told my mom that I didn’t care what she thought.
I cut my long hair shoulder length.
I started wearing dark makeup.
The boys didn’t make fun of my weight but they would ask me out as a joke.
The boy that sat behind me and then next to me, liked me and texted me every night saying how pretty I was.

In the ninth grade,

My mom wasn’t awake to see what I wore to school.
I regretted the very day I decided to cut my hair.
The boys that called me fat; left me alone because they found someone bigger to pick on.
The boy that sat behind me asked me for a naked picture and I said no.
He called me a fat, ugly, prude and never talked to me again.

In the tenth grade,

My mom borrowed my clothes and I borrowed hers.
My hair fell out but I wanted it to grow.
Boys no longer call me fat because they never saw me eat.
And the boy that sat behind me wanted me back.
I cried myself to sleep and hid my wrists in my sleeve.

It’s funny how many things changed since the second grade…

by Caroline.

Thank you for sharing this moment together.

Have a happy understanding supporting friendship with your children today and always!

My Dolls

Published on August 9, 2013August 9, 2013 by Glorialana18 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for a friendship we are inspired by. My today’s post was born because of my new friend Sindy. Her blog is fascinating. She asked me whether my Soviet childhood was different from her American one. My childhood was sweet, I even create a poem inspiring by my happy memories. To feel the differences it will be nice to hear your opinion.

I suppose all children with loving father and mother are happy on the both side of our planet. Childhood is the pink period when American democracy or Soviet totalitarianism mean nothing. My Soviet childhood is from 80s. The Soviet Union was blooming in building Communism and my parents were a happy helpers working at the factory. My education was partly a responsibility of the Soviet Union. Kindergarden was for children from 1 y.o. Mother should go to work. All Soviet people should work, as you know, unemployment was solved by the law of Communist Party.

The future builders of Communism should be a harmoniously developed person. By the way I like this idea. Every child studied and learned to play a musical instruments and sports for free. Every child knew the ballet “Swan Lake” by Peter Tchaikovsky and the 2nd Concerto for the piano with orchestra by Sergey Rachmaninov. This classic pieces were main in the TV program when funeral of General Secretary of the Communist Party was in the day. I remember the funerals of Leonid Brezhnev, Yuri Andropov and Konstantin Chernenko. It was funny but child’s playing with a toys with a sounds of a classical masterpiece solved important educational task how to teach to love classical music.

You see a photos of a dolls from USSR soviet children played with. We did not know who Barbie was at all.

We were happy because we knew nothing about Afghanistan, the Cold War, Berlin Wall. We will know the sad truth later…

My dolls house is a pretty home
Where spirit of childhood lives,
Happy spirit of memories
Lullabies and warm milk.

My dolls ballerinas dance
“Swan Lake” on my soul scene
Theatre Orchestra is perfect for
Harmony opens the skies.

My dolls play the harp and the violin softly at night,
Angelic fingers nimbly moving in the moonlight.

My dolls always act for me.
Supporting my happiness and
Keeping the spirit of music
I listen inside my dreams.

My dolls have a radiant faces,
Reflecting my soul in their eyes.
Childhood is sweetness
Childhood is light…

My dolls garden where
Roses are blooming,
Beautiful gardener protects
The thoughts floating in my head.

My dolls house is a pretty home
Full by endless love for me.

Please do not believe in the Soviet evil and Communist demons. There are no black and white colors here. We all are just the Earth people.

Thank you for the peace in your soul we have just created.

Have a peaceful weekend!

Yves Saint Laurent Paper Dolls

Published on August 7, 2013August 7, 2013 by Glorialana7 Comments

Today is a happy day. I have found a treasure in WordPress Planet. The treasure is dutchbarbieworld.wordpress.com I love it! Thank you, Rogeir, for your great job.

I would like to add the paper doll of Yves Saint Laurent by Tom Tierney

and the quote:

Thank you for sharing with me this moment of wonderment, happiness and love.

Dutch Fashion Doll World

Since Yesterday the Foundation Pierre Bergé – Yves Saint Laurent opened the French designer’s archives to the public online.

The Fondation Pierre Bergé– Yves Saint Laurent was created in 2002 and have his headquarters at 5, avenue Marceau in Paris. This is also the place where the duo started their couture house in 1974. This foundation has 5000 garment, 15000 accessories and tens of thousands other designs that they have carefully conserved. But because a lot of these pieces are so fragile they can’t put permanently on display. And now thanks to a digital initiative from the French Ministère de la Culture et de la Communication, people all over the world will have access to fashion history.

The first online exposition is about paper dolls. At the age of 16 Yves Saint Laurent created an amazing collection of paper dolls. He used pictures from models and combined them with his sketches.

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Dior Doll Lesson

Published on August 5, 2013August 5, 2013 by Glorialana12 Comments

Hello God!

Thank You for my daughter. We are girls and our favorite game is to wear a paper dolls.

The best way to learn a child is a game. The game with Dior paper dolls is for cultivating classic style and elegant attitude to clothing. I am a little afraid to see my daughter in goth style with face piercing when she will be a teenager. So my pink Dior glasses give me a hope.

Beautiful girls Renne and Lisa are from Paris. They will teach us how to became a true Dior Lady.

Jacket with a pleated skirt is a classical suit with french charm.

Emphasizing waist is compulsory element of your dresses.

Wool jacket with the bowl and drapery dress are the most chic for winter.

Hats are the objects of attention in every look. Your eyes should sparkle.

Evening gown is epitome of elegance and femininity. A glass of champagne can be a good accessorie.

Mink coat is great for visiting Opera.

Floral silk dress is a classic hook for the first picnic with special yesterday’s acquaintance.

What’s the wonderful mix of colors! Orange with pink sounds harmonious. Three piece ensemble in grey is great for work.

“A-line” suit is for brave and stylish girls. Add veil and lilac bouquet and you admire an attention from all around men.

Color wool suit and coat make happy rainy fall days.

“Great Gatsby” style is on the verge of fashion today.

In conclusion of the lesson the advice from Thomas Hillgrove is relevant: “Ladies should also remember that gentlemen look more to the effect of a dress in setting off the figure and countenance of a lady than to its cost. Very few gentlemen have any idea the value of ladies’ dresses. This is a subject for female criticism. Beauty of person and elegance of manners in women will always command more admiration from the opposite sex than beauty, elegance or costliness of clothing.” The Scholars’ Companion and Ball Room Vade Mecum,
1857

Thank you for your attention. I am happy to see you elegant and charming!

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