Purple Rain, Let it Rain

It's raining like hell and I'm walking around with an unexplained and huge smile on my face. Disturbing you might say, how can she love rain?.. Well I do, because when it rains it's like the world is purifying itself, sending to the gutters all negativity, pain and sorrow. And after that - a new world is borne, giving you new hope, new and naive joy and peacefulness, and the belief that now everything's gonna be ok.

Have a new and wonderful year everybody!! I know I will :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KAUuqy09mOs

Feliz Navidad!!

Merry Christmas everyone! In the spirit of this beautiful holiday, that this year accidentally fell on another joyful holiday (Hanukkah), a friend of mine organized a christmas party in which we decorated a tiny tree and drank eggnog..

And what a wonderful holiday/weekend it's been.. Kicking off with a 60's MOD party at a friend's house, continuing with a trip to the south with my love (and about 40 more people) to watch the stars and freeze our asses off, and finishing with the christmas party at another friend's house, and a kiss. Can a girl really ask for more?..

I'm adding a link to one of the best songs ever (in it's best version ever), so have a happy holiday, wherever you are, and remember - the new year is around the corner, and it's time to do our "to do" lists! I'm off to do mine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmwRQqJsegw

btw - thank's Shani for the pictures from the 60's party!
Thursday:

Saturday:

Artsy-fartsy and a Song

Now that I've settled down a bit in my new place, I feel like it's time to get back to what's really important - fashion!! Well, I got a bit over-excited so I chose the more artistic direction for this photoshoot. The view from the afternoon from my apartment is the lovely background and the outfit is one of my favorites - a skirt with a vest.. What a killer combination ;)

Anyway, to perfect the post, I add the following song by Monti Fiori.. enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikrLK9qFs1Y

First Week

The first week at first week at my new home quite truthfully - wasn't that challenging. A bit of cooking, a bit of running from place to place, a bit of organizing my clothes a bit. But the special thing was on another level - for the first time in my life I'm not feeling guilty that I'm doing what I want.

I've had an interesting conversation with my mother and my psychologist. I think that at last my mother is begining to understand that her obsession with meddling in my life is a problem she needs to deal with on her own, and that I'm a 22 year old woman now, and I have every right to live my life as I want to.

And what an amazing week it's been! It's becoming cooler and rainier over here, which in invites great fashion, but also lost of serenity for me (as I've said in one of the previous posts about the winter). It's kinda funny when I come to think of it - I just smile all the time and take things more easily. I've finally proven myself to myself - I stood up to my parents, moved out, and maybe even found somebody to love ;)

I can really be proud of myself.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRt2jX1kaYo

have a great weekend!

 

(thank's Nooja!!)

At Last...

Modest and small, but no doubt - my new HOME...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_8ydghbGSg&ob=av3e

:)

Homes

This post is particularly special because this week - change will come. whether for the best, or for the worst, at last - my time has come to go out to the world and be on my own.

So I want to talk a bit about homes and their symbolic meaning. In the book "When the Earth Trembled in Haiti" by Ariel Bar, the Israeli rescue team comes at Haiti's rescue after it is shaken by a terrible earthquake at 2010. When they arrive there, the author tries to describe the Haitian way of life through their eyes and focuses particularly on the concept "home". He says that the term is being used quite widely, and is used to describe the fancy multiple-floors houses of the elite, but also the tin-roofed piece of earth that so many people in Haiti call home.


Where is my home? Not to compare my situation to those who were dreadfully injured in the earthquake, but I've come to feel like I'm living in a house rather than a home. I need to find my place. I need to find my peaceful tiny cavity to which I can call a safe place, a room that I won't be afraid to enter -  my real home.

A few weeks ago we stopped by our cousins and saw what an amazing house they've built for themselves. It was incredible (as you can see in the attached photos). But what impressed me most of all in this place was that they all called it a home, it was their spot in the universe, where they feel safe, serene and themselves.

I've said above that this is a time of change for me. And that's cause I hope that I will finally find me a HOME... I'll keep you posted.

Views from the Early Noon...

If only there were 25 hours a day I could have blogged more.
But 24 hours are sufficient to be happy - feeling positive about the future, and that's all that matters :)

http://www.youtube.com/user/dydb3#p/u/44/9LtPI24KJOI

Missing Arctic Monkeys. Enjoy these pics from another wintery day at the University.

Say Hello to My Lovely Friend

The winter.

When it's burning hot from the coldness outside - I'm happy. I truely am. And it's not only because of the great fashion that the winter presents (layers, colors, and general cosiness). It's also because in the winter I feel alive. The freezing wind that slithers through the clothes, the amazing beauty of a wet city and the flourishing of trees, flowers and bushes - they all make the winter a great time to look around and appreciate the world we're living in.

This winter is going to be a time of change for me, and the time when I'll be, for the first time of my life, moving out to live by myself. And it's such a good time to be living in....