Il fascino di una Donna

Dictionaries treat charm as a magic word, mostly negative connotations. It refers to the idea of ​​magic, sorcery, enchantment. In English it is spell. Being under someone's spell means to suffer the magic, being kidnapped. The French expression is kinder. Charm is the grace, the innate delicacy, the je ne sias quoi of what attracts. In German, Zauber, Reiz, indicate the magical seduction. But there is also the word Ausstrahlung, radiance, indicating something that radiates "from within" and wraps in a fascinating aura.

In certain women who are neither beautiful nor pleasant than others, there is an invincible charm that attracts men and impresses and makes indignant the other women who may not realize it, because it acts only on the male members.

It is a kind of fluorescence in a woman. If she has charm, she does not need anything else; if she do not have it, everything else is not very useful. The indefinite charm in a woman is what the perfume is to the flower, what the taste is to the fruit.

Charm is the feminine ability to conquer a man with no other weapons than the simplicity of his being a Woman. We are not women equally but we are women from endless charms. And with charm, I do not mean that ostentatious and built, but the one that captivates and disturbs, made of one hidden eyes and unspoken words. Of that sweetness, of those spontaneous laughter of who do not want to please you, of those silences full of significance that keep you always ready to reflect and not to neglect the slightest message.

There are women with a charm that remains discreet as long as a man does not reveal it, women who do not seek attention but that deserve to any angle from which to be able to observe them.

L'altalena del sorriso

I like crazy people, they scent of life.

I like strange people. Those who laugh without a reason and crying just because they feel like it.

I like those who say what they think, without sounding stupid. Those who can recount and choose words with taste.

I like those who dare and who are not afraid of what people think.

I like the special people. Those that you admire but do not know them. Those that stand out, but with elegance.

I like beautiful people, inside. And those who preserve the wonder of children.

I like those in black and white. Changing mood but then, at the end, choose to be happy.

I like strong people. Those who fall and get up, without too many problems.

I like people who laugh loud, and who can make me laugh. Those that fix you a long time and not know why.

I like real people. Those who dream and told it in the eyes. Those traveling without ever starting. Those who are with the mind elsewhere.

I like people who love and when they choose to love, they love to distraction. Those who live, really live.

And I like to think that it takes little to return children. A swing where rocking for hours with a sweet thought, that draws on the face that curve called smile.

Un amore tra le nuvole

We travel for many reasons, for infinite interests, to work, to expand our knowledge, to find oneself, to find a contact with nature, with people. We travel for love, to be free, to live.
Everyone traveling in their own way and according to their possibilities, the important thing is to have the spirit to move, learn and discover. For some travel is a necessity, a desire that comes from the soul to be able to go to places you desire and discover new horizons.
"But the real travelers start to leave and just: hearts light, like balloons that only the case moves eternally, they always say "Let's go", and do not know why. Their desires are in the shape of the clouds."
I love traveling and this is well known, but may not know how I'm in love with planes and airports. I could spend hours and hours, lying on a grass, watching the white streak of a plane cut high in the blue sky, dreaming of being up there in the clouds of desires, live in some kind of latitude, meridian, parallel of this planet.
Airports are places of meetings of flying objects, that make you closer to the sky, always the goal of man. A meeting place for different people, people of all nationalities, cultures and religions, people everywhere. People leave and people arriving. People greet family and friends. People leaving for a long period or forever. People arriving for the first time in a place unknown to them.
The airport is full of life, of coming and going, full of happiness and sadness. The airport is one of those places where I would spend the days, so even without starting, just to watch the people, imagine their state, and to watch the planes ready for take-off, with the roll of engines that makes me so mad .
The airport is a mingling of travelers and dreamers, my place. In the airport you are already in the sky even before boarding the plane.

Lady Dsquared

 
Lately I have a new fixation, it is called: red. Yes, the lover of pink, blue and black regard to clothing, has fallen in love or infatuated (we'll see how it will evolve the lovestory) of a warm, flashy and confident color just like the red and the image it want to convey. Maybe the passion for this color is just a fleeting crush, or not, and maybe due to the fact that the color of love par excellence, as you could see, "burned" the catwalks, becoming one of the hottest colors season.
So this spring, forget even the number of fire engines and get ready to burn the streets of the city, I have already begun!
A red pencil skirt combined with beloved white shirt, a big black hat as the Miu Miu pumps, red clutch and Dsquared2 cat sunglasses, that I've found on giarre.com. Definitely perfect to complete my ladylike look, is not it?

Ricchi si diventa, eleganti si nasce.

We always talk about elegance, of how a person is dressed and wearing clothes. Pointing a finger to reach a final judgment: is she elegant or not?
All women aspire to be elegant, buying thousands of clothes, shoes and bags but how many of them, even though they are well dressed, are elegant?
 Elegance is innate, not learned and do not buy, is inherent in the behavior; elegance is poise, discretion, charm, seduction. You can learn to be well dressed but you do not learn to be elegant.
True elegance begins, secretly, from inside and then leave with delicacy and grace.
What is elegance? An attitude. Elegance is not tied to a piece of clothing, much less a luxury handbag. You move in a certain way, you sit in a certain way, you speak in a certain way. The hands and face have an elegant attitude in the movements. The elegance has simply code difficult to explain.
Elegance is a gift, a natural gift. It born with the chosen and dies with her, accompanying her for life.

When September ends

The simplicity of a day in late September. A jeans and a white T-shirt. A trench on the shoulders, to shelter from the pleasant breeze that is already changing its warmth.
As if it were always so simple in life. That just simply is not.
And if there is an adjective that does not belong to this life, it is the simplicity. It does not even know what that means.
We are forced every day to climb thousands of steps, climb over walls to be able to enjoy the view.
And 'this is the key to everything: be aware of being alive. Remember that it is never too late to turn around to look at the sun. Again.

Pencil skirt & Borsalino hat

The pencil skirt is always a classic bon ton, as well as a symbol of femininity. 

Caresses and enhances our forms without exceeding in the vulgarity. 

A true timeless classic but super versatile. Impossible not to have one in the closet! 

As you know I was at the Fashion Week in Milan and one of the outfits prepared but not worn (I still wonder why), provided for the pencil skirt with a lace corset, a big hat to create a bit of mystery and finish coat on shoulders. All strictly black! 

Needless to say that I love (in all languages) the result ;) 

And you? Do you like it?

Black doll

Hello princesses! I'm back dressed in black! 

"Again? But then this is just a widow!" (you're thinking, right?) 

Come on, I will always be a merry widow, but this time is my ideal outfit. Dress with lace sleeves, a little doll, and the new girls get in my collection. 

To give a touch of light and do not give the impression of going to the funeral of my ex-husband (which of many? Perhaps the tenth! :P), I paired the golden clucth Jalouze. 

What do you think?

INSTA-PRINCESS #60

Hai ancora voglia di nuotare in questo mare?

A summer look, a breeze that is changing, that begins to smell of summer, and a new song that echoes in the mind. 

From Lana del Rey to Litfiba, from one extreme to another even in music. 

I never listened to Litfiba!

Yet I love so much and also, I feel my. 

But back to the look in style "Barbie walk on the beach" as defined by the daddy, I chose to combine a jacket by the "deep" color, which reminds me the sea​​, with a billowing skirt (I really want to change, then!), perhaps too mini, a Miu Miu bag inspired and Tom Ford maxi sunglasses. 

What do you think?

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