i made this skirt quite some time ago from the fernando maluhy fabric i bought quite some time ago as well , but only now i managed to take any decent picture. it was a saturday full of pictures, i`m still editing them ;)
speaking of sewing... i rediscovered the evil, time consuming, "go buy lots of fabrics and get down to your sewing machine right now" website a.k.a burdastyle, where there are too many gifted girls who definitely make too many beautiful clothes. definitely worth checking out, if not for a pattern, at least for inspiration.
likewise, here the autumn is coming closer and closer each day, which means that i`ll spend few moneys here - i wanna go there badly, all the other places i know only have these ugly synthetic wool... and few hours here, looking for patterns and new ideas.
oh, and speaking of fashion... or rather lack of it, which is exactly where i live, the fashion / aesthetic hell, i came across of three girls that do on their blog exactly the same that i do everyday, walking the streets of this city. they complain. they point out the hellish lack of any basic notion of any basic rules of aesthetics. and the best of all, they TAKE PICTURES! :)
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falando de moda, ou melhor, a falta dela, o inferno de falta de estilo, noção e diversidade, eis onde eu vim morar... descobri recentemente tres meninas que no seu blog SEJA BASICA fazem exatamente a mesma coisa que eu todos os dias, quendo percorro ruas dessa cidade: reclamam. elas apontam a falta de qualquer noção básica de qualquer das regras básicas de esté tica. moda. estilo. bom gosto. mas o melhor de tudo é que elas TIRAM FOTOS! :) e apesar de eu achar ser básica muito chato, gostei muito do blog!
12.4.09
lazy green saturday
niom, happy easter!
que bueno!
so here we are again, my third easter in brasil, each year the celebration getting poorer. but the thing is... it just doesn`t make much sense far away from home... :/
this year i just made a traditional polish easter cake = mazurek. x3 cause it`s really delicious and you can only make it once a year :)
so... happy easter everyone!
feliz pascoa!
wesolych swiat!
25.3.09
sexto sentido - i tag you!
Hoje, enquanto estava desaparecendo no calor da sauna, tive uma ideia. Pensamentos vagando pra frente e pra tras, comecei pensar em coisas mais deliciosas do meu mundo. Compartilho com vocês, porque são sensações tão boas. Por que são esses momentos que nós tiram da rotina que nós fazem se sentir vivos. Estou curiosa quais podem ser as suas...
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Eu os desafio: lembrem-se de sensações mais deliciosas do mundo. 6 coisas mais sensuais. Que os fazem se sentir vivos. Que envolvem todos os sentidos. 6 coisas mais sensuais, sem serem sexuais. Sem serem sobre amor. Sem serem romanticas. Só 6. gosto, cheiro, tato, som, imagem. E sexta, a alma.
Aqui são as minhas 6 coisas mais sensuais que eu conheço:
1. Entrar numa banheira cheia de agua tão quente, que dá arrepio e as sensações de frio e calor por um momento se confundem
2. Tomar banho quentíssimo de manhã cedinho, daquela manhã que é quase madrugada, ainda meio dormindo, com janela do banheiro aberta e ar bem fresco entrando.
3. Uma noite quente de verão, quieta, silenciosa, com aroma de férias, quando acordam os sonhos, de viagens, de amores, verdadeiros, imaginários, impossíveis, de união, é qunado acorda a alma.
4. Um banho a noite na lagoa, nadar pelado numa agua mais quente que o ar, acariciando o corpo, e cheiros de mata, de mato, e a escuridade total, escura a agua, a terra, o ceú e eu, eu – ceú, eu – a terra, eu – a agua, o meu eu me derretendo na escuridão. E colocar o moletom macio e meias quentes depois e caminhar para casa. Sozinho, únido, íntegro. Afinal.
5. Uma sessão de bania, a sauna típica do nordeste da polonia, da russia, que é uma casinha de madeira na beira de uma lagoa ou rio, se anihilar dentro no calor insuportavel, que queima as narinas, com cheiro de madeira quente e fumaça, sem se preocupar com biquinis e regras públicas de tal chamado pudor, e depois dar um pulo na agua, agua viva, nenhum chuveiro, e nadar sob o ceú escuro, acompanhado por grilos e sapos. E estar tão relaxado que o mundo de homem desaparece, só resta O MUNDO e uma boa noite de sono profundo.
6. Deitar na primeira grama verde sob primeiro sol de primaveira, no primeiro dia realmente quente, absorver a energia da luz e sentir eu e o mundo acordar para uma vida nova e maravilhosa, renovada cada ano.
Palavras-chave: água, noite, pelado ;P
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regras:
1. quando você estiver convidado para esse desafio, linka para a pessoa quem te tagou e poste estas regras no seu blog
3. convide 6 pessoas para esse desafio de sinceridade, linkando para elas no final do seu post.
4. informa as pessoas que você os tageou, deixando um comentário no blog / flickr / etc da pessoa.
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eu desafio:
karen
camila
carola
cornflake
gabriela
paula
sara
Beijos!
ps. i do hope to manage to translate this into english tomorrow :)
* * *
Eu os desafio: lembrem-se de sensações mais deliciosas do mundo. 6 coisas mais sensuais. Que os fazem se sentir vivos. Que envolvem todos os sentidos. 6 coisas mais sensuais, sem serem sexuais. Sem serem sobre amor. Sem serem romanticas. Só 6. gosto, cheiro, tato, som, imagem. E sexta, a alma.
Aqui são as minhas 6 coisas mais sensuais que eu conheço:
1. Entrar numa banheira cheia de agua tão quente, que dá arrepio e as sensações de frio e calor por um momento se confundem
2. Tomar banho quentíssimo de manhã cedinho, daquela manhã que é quase madrugada, ainda meio dormindo, com janela do banheiro aberta e ar bem fresco entrando.
3. Uma noite quente de verão, quieta, silenciosa, com aroma de férias, quando acordam os sonhos, de viagens, de amores, verdadeiros, imaginários, impossíveis, de união, é qunado acorda a alma.
4. Um banho a noite na lagoa, nadar pelado numa agua mais quente que o ar, acariciando o corpo, e cheiros de mata, de mato, e a escuridade total, escura a agua, a terra, o ceú e eu, eu – ceú, eu – a terra, eu – a agua, o meu eu me derretendo na escuridão. E colocar o moletom macio e meias quentes depois e caminhar para casa. Sozinho, únido, íntegro. Afinal.
5. Uma sessão de bania, a sauna típica do nordeste da polonia, da russia, que é uma casinha de madeira na beira de uma lagoa ou rio, se anihilar dentro no calor insuportavel, que queima as narinas, com cheiro de madeira quente e fumaça, sem se preocupar com biquinis e regras públicas de tal chamado pudor, e depois dar um pulo na agua, agua viva, nenhum chuveiro, e nadar sob o ceú escuro, acompanhado por grilos e sapos. E estar tão relaxado que o mundo de homem desaparece, só resta O MUNDO e uma boa noite de sono profundo.
6. Deitar na primeira grama verde sob primeiro sol de primaveira, no primeiro dia realmente quente, absorver a energia da luz e sentir eu e o mundo acordar para uma vida nova e maravilhosa, renovada cada ano.
Palavras-chave: água, noite, pelado ;P
~~~~~~~~~~~~
regras:
1. quando você estiver convidado para esse desafio, linka para a pessoa quem te tagou e poste estas regras no seu blog
3. convide 6 pessoas para esse desafio de sinceridade, linkando para elas no final do seu post.
4. informa as pessoas que você os tageou, deixando um comentário no blog / flickr / etc da pessoa.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
eu desafio:
karen
camila
carola
cornflake
gabriela
paula
sara
Beijos!
ps. i do hope to manage to translate this into english tomorrow :)
18.3.09
コロポックル
so today i discovered what really is pokkuru.
it`s kinda strange all the name story. one day, 2 years ago or something, i just woke up with the name in my head, a name thet i dreamed that night and that told me absolutely nothing: pokkle. checked on google, nothing. thought a while, the name sounded kinda cute japanese way. so i tried japanized pronunciation: pokkuru. appeared some game character. ok, i thought, whatever. but i liked the name and i stayed with it.
today i was checking sth about my blog on google and i found wiki article. so the pokkuru really exists, and it`s not only some stupid game name!
in fact, they were called koropokkuru and were a tribe of little people from ainu mythology. i can`t seem to find much more info than just this now, and my ass is already hurting of sitting so much in front of pc ;P
koro means butterbur plant, and so koropokkuru are people that live under the leaves of this plant. the ainu myth says that they were little people who inhabited that land even before ainu. they were of very small posture and they didn`t like to be seen. kinda antisocial, like me ;) but they loved to give presents, food and ceramic, for unlike ainu they were very skilled ceramic crafters. but one day one audacious young ainu man made a trap in a place where koropokkuru usually left the gifts for ainu and captured a little koropokkuru girl. since then, nobody ever seen one koropokkuru.
other versions say that they weren`t a tribe, they were some kind of fairies, or even spirits. even seems that there are some mentions in classic japanese literature of some tiny footprints and other small artifacts found. so who knows, maybe koropokkuru really existed? :)
they also say that koropokkuru were very friendly, peaceful, nature-loving people. and loved playing tricks on others ;)
issun, a koropokkuru from Ōkami game
anyways, looks like the myth of koropokkuru lived through the ages and entered our global popculture. they are in some way present in lots of videogames, like dungeons & dragons: oriental adventures, or this Ōkami game that i found out about today. it`s graphics is so beautiful that i would play it, just for the pure aesthetical experience, despite my general despite for videogames. and anime also, and ask me if i`m already not downloading one called shaman king :)
btw, anybody`s seen it? is it good?
so, i`m thinking... maybe i`ll change my name? koropokkuru would be too obvious, but kuropokkuru seems nice, kuro for black in japanese, and kuro for the first part of my new surname. sweet?
btw2, i finally started my so dreamed japanese lessons, should do my homework in fact ;) it`s been like 2 years that i`ve been dreaming to take a course, so i wonder... why the hell am i not more enthusiastic about it???!!
it`s kinda strange all the name story. one day, 2 years ago or something, i just woke up with the name in my head, a name thet i dreamed that night and that told me absolutely nothing: pokkle. checked on google, nothing. thought a while, the name sounded kinda cute japanese way. so i tried japanized pronunciation: pokkuru. appeared some game character. ok, i thought, whatever. but i liked the name and i stayed with it.
today i was checking sth about my blog on google and i found wiki article. so the pokkuru really exists, and it`s not only some stupid game name!
in fact, they were called koropokkuru and were a tribe of little people from ainu mythology. i can`t seem to find much more info than just this now, and my ass is already hurting of sitting so much in front of pc ;P
koro means butterbur plant, and so koropokkuru are people that live under the leaves of this plant. the ainu myth says that they were little people who inhabited that land even before ainu. they were of very small posture and they didn`t like to be seen. kinda antisocial, like me ;) but they loved to give presents, food and ceramic, for unlike ainu they were very skilled ceramic crafters. but one day one audacious young ainu man made a trap in a place where koropokkuru usually left the gifts for ainu and captured a little koropokkuru girl. since then, nobody ever seen one koropokkuru.
other versions say that they weren`t a tribe, they were some kind of fairies, or even spirits. even seems that there are some mentions in classic japanese literature of some tiny footprints and other small artifacts found. so who knows, maybe koropokkuru really existed? :)
they also say that koropokkuru were very friendly, peaceful, nature-loving people. and loved playing tricks on others ;)
issun, a koropokkuru from Ōkami game
anyways, looks like the myth of koropokkuru lived through the ages and entered our global popculture. they are in some way present in lots of videogames, like dungeons & dragons: oriental adventures, or this Ōkami game that i found out about today. it`s graphics is so beautiful that i would play it, just for the pure aesthetical experience, despite my general despite for videogames. and anime also, and ask me if i`m already not downloading one called shaman king :)
btw, anybody`s seen it? is it good?
so, i`m thinking... maybe i`ll change my name? koropokkuru would be too obvious, but kuropokkuru seems nice, kuro for black in japanese, and kuro for the first part of my new surname. sweet?
btw2, i finally started my so dreamed japanese lessons, should do my homework in fact ;) it`s been like 2 years that i`ve been dreaming to take a course, so i wonder... why the hell am i not more enthusiastic about it???!!
16.3.09
from the series: i can't stop listening to this song
and in fact, i cry
it awakens something from the old free times, buried deeply, long forgotten in daily merry-go-round activities called "real life"
something that i guess is from those times, but maybe it´s just some core of me
hope it is
core lays deep
maybe that´s why i feel like i lost connection with it
feel like it´s just some sentiment, just sentimental vague memories of my teen years, full of deep and romantic visions of what life is
what life is not i think now, i grown up, swimming on the surface of reality
hope that maybe life is it, at least a little
magic
erotic
moving to the deepest
real, to the guts
alive
*feel like a robot. wanna go back home. wanna explode. burst. wanna stop being reasonable. wanna go back to the point where there were no compromises and no consequences. just pure anger. force that destroys. yeah, today is the days, one of many, those last days, that i just wanna open myself up and let my inner punk loose. enough.
**and now, excuse me, gotta "real life" work to do. yeah. "real life" is here, looking down on me waiting like that lady in black hooded gown. and it feels similar, also...
well, was a pleasure to go deeper inside me, even if only in words. but words are worlds, right.
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