LouisVuitton
Monday, July 11, 2011
Favorite Designer
LouisVuitton
Monday, February 21, 2011
Motherhood Reflections
What I learned about being a mother:
1. I can function well with 6 hrs of sleep.
2. I can function OK with 4 hrs of sleep.
3. I can still somehow function with no sleep for a week.
4. Breastfeeding is a pain in the beginning and an addiction later on.
5. Your baby's smile brightens up the day, no matter how dark it may be.
6. Changing diapers is the easiest part of motherhood. Never believe those people who can only recollect how hard it was to change diapers all the time. It means they either had nannies or otherwise didn't do much else with their babies or for their babies.
7. One year old babies are still babies and not little adults. They still pretty much cannot do anything else by themselves. (Contrary to what I was thinking before:))
8. Motherhood never stops, not even when your children are long grown ups. They are still your little babies.
9. A father's love for his baby develops over time because he was not the one to carry it and feel it inside. It is pretty much almost the same for the mother, minus the immense connection mothers form with their babies during pregnancies.
10. A mother becomes a mother only through much work, love and carrying. It is not something that comes over night once the baby is born.
Love,
SC
1. I can function well with 6 hrs of sleep.
2. I can function OK with 4 hrs of sleep.
3. I can still somehow function with no sleep for a week.
4. Breastfeeding is a pain in the beginning and an addiction later on.
5. Your baby's smile brightens up the day, no matter how dark it may be.
6. Changing diapers is the easiest part of motherhood. Never believe those people who can only recollect how hard it was to change diapers all the time. It means they either had nannies or otherwise didn't do much else with their babies or for their babies.
7. One year old babies are still babies and not little adults. They still pretty much cannot do anything else by themselves. (Contrary to what I was thinking before:))
8. Motherhood never stops, not even when your children are long grown ups. They are still your little babies.
9. A father's love for his baby develops over time because he was not the one to carry it and feel it inside. It is pretty much almost the same for the mother, minus the immense connection mothers form with their babies during pregnancies.
Love,
SC
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Art Classes
Currently I have been admiring the art of Evgeniya Gapchinska. Her paintings are adorable, childish, happy and full of life. Her art is fresh and funny.
I am thinking of trying to paint something in her style. If I like the result I will post it.
Here are some interesting paintings of Gapchinska
I am thinking of trying to paint something in her style. If I like the result I will post it.
Here are some interesting paintings of Gapchinska
Loves it!!!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Current Addictions
I just love macaroons!
I know this doesn't help getting rid of the so called 'baby-fat' that I've acquired. (Although I wouldn't agree with defining it as 'baby-fat' because babies have nothing to do with pregnant women over-eating, and then not exercising to lose this extra weight... nonetheless....)
Macaroons!
I know this doesn't help getting rid of the so called 'baby-fat' that I've acquired. (Although I wouldn't agree with defining it as 'baby-fat' because babies have nothing to do with pregnant women over-eating, and then not exercising to lose this extra weight... nonetheless....)
Macaroons!
Thursday, January 20, 2011
The Opposites
A new year has arrived. For many it has been full of hopes and desires; to improve oneself, one's life or the world in which one lives.
It is dark. I take a walk through the streets of this city that is so close to me and yet so far away from my today's life and worldviews. The lights in the houses and tiny apartments have been turned on already. I continue walking and cannot stop looking through the windows and into people's houses and people's lives. To my astonishment I see grandiose mansions full of riches side by side with apartment blocks filled with tiny apartments. The mansions are spacious, bright, full of luxuries. Many maids and helpers are running around and try to make one's life better... to fulfill any desire. The apartments are in dire need of renovations. Some haven't seen such a thing for decades +40 years of poverty and oldness is no news there. The ceilings are yellow from time. Wallpaper is so dry that it falls from the walls. An old lady tries to cook some food in the small kitchen. She tries to fantasize and make dinner out of water, a few potatoes and bread... That's all they have till the end of the month. There are still 3 weeks left till the end of the month.
I continue walking and cannot grasp how such world of opposites can coexist side by side. As I walk I see an old man. He is cleanly dressed. He looks into a garbage bin. He gets embarrassed when he notices that I saw him. He tries to explain why he acts as he does. He used to be an engineer. Now, his pension is not enough for him to survive. He has to look for food somewhere as with his pension he can only ensure a shelter for himself and his daughter.
I go on. As I walk on the side-street, a huge SUV blocks my way. The driver blocks the sidewalk, leaves the car there and goes somewhere. I cannot get on the other side of the sidewalk unless I step into the dirt. I understand - for them the ones who don't have (or look like don't have) a car are losers, the poor ones, worth nothing, no respect is needed to be shown there. My shoes get wet and dirty. I go on...
As we try to build our perfect little worlds at home, the world of opposites thrives. As the rich are getting richer, the poor are getting poorer. If we don't stop and try to reach out and help those who need it most nothing will ever change.
Anything can help - a piece of bread today, a few old clothes tomorrow, etc. We can say If ONLY I help this will never change the world. However, it will, for the one person in need. We don't have to look far to find them. We live side by side.
Will the world ever change?
It is dark. I take a walk through the streets of this city that is so close to me and yet so far away from my today's life and worldviews. The lights in the houses and tiny apartments have been turned on already. I continue walking and cannot stop looking through the windows and into people's houses and people's lives. To my astonishment I see grandiose mansions full of riches side by side with apartment blocks filled with tiny apartments. The mansions are spacious, bright, full of luxuries. Many maids and helpers are running around and try to make one's life better... to fulfill any desire. The apartments are in dire need of renovations. Some haven't seen such a thing for decades +40 years of poverty and oldness is no news there. The ceilings are yellow from time. Wallpaper is so dry that it falls from the walls. An old lady tries to cook some food in the small kitchen. She tries to fantasize and make dinner out of water, a few potatoes and bread... That's all they have till the end of the month. There are still 3 weeks left till the end of the month.
I continue walking and cannot grasp how such world of opposites can coexist side by side. As I walk I see an old man. He is cleanly dressed. He looks into a garbage bin. He gets embarrassed when he notices that I saw him. He tries to explain why he acts as he does. He used to be an engineer. Now, his pension is not enough for him to survive. He has to look for food somewhere as with his pension he can only ensure a shelter for himself and his daughter.
I go on. As I walk on the side-street, a huge SUV blocks my way. The driver blocks the sidewalk, leaves the car there and goes somewhere. I cannot get on the other side of the sidewalk unless I step into the dirt. I understand - for them the ones who don't have (or look like don't have) a car are losers, the poor ones, worth nothing, no respect is needed to be shown there. My shoes get wet and dirty. I go on...
As we try to build our perfect little worlds at home, the world of opposites thrives. As the rich are getting richer, the poor are getting poorer. If we don't stop and try to reach out and help those who need it most nothing will ever change.
Anything can help - a piece of bread today, a few old clothes tomorrow, etc. We can say If ONLY I help this will never change the world. However, it will, for the one person in need. We don't have to look far to find them. We live side by side.
Will the world ever change?
Saturday, December 11, 2010
D&G Fall Winter 2010/2011
I love the D&G Fall Winter 2010-2011 Ad Campaign!
I think that it really brings up the holiday spirit in each of us!
Images via D&G
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Snow Flakes
Snowflakes are falling down. One by one they cover everything around. They fall on my hands, my face; they fall on cars, on the road, on trees. They remind me of something beautiful. They remind me of the perfection that nature is able to give birth to. Looking at a snowflake I wonder how is it possible that a little drop of water can turn into a perfect figure like that?
Well, yes, snowflakes exist in order to purify us. They are so white and perfect. They cover all the dirt, the lies, the anger. They try to wash away all the pain and the worries, the tears and sadness. They try to give us hope that tomorrow will be a better day. That the following day will bring happiness and fulfillment that the world will change.
The world doesn't change.
What have we done wrongly snowflake? Why can't all this suffering, dirtiness, unhappiness and hardship be washed away? be covered in white fluffiness and purity? Why can't it be left back and forgotten?
WHY?
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