Untitled Woman

She had that beauty of which only the losers are capable of. And the clarity of weak things. And loneliness, perfect, of what has been lost. She was one of those people who make this world a place worth visiting.

Me spellbound at her. She knew to like and she liked. She had that beauty which is impossible to look away, the immense beauty that makes you afraid, cringe. She looked like a goddess, one of those Greek gorgeous.

Whenever I obstinated me on a different particular, a mole, a shade of the eyes, an expression. She always noticed, or nearly so, and smiled. -Why are you looking at me? - Because she was the most charming creature I had ever seen.

 Her eyes had the power to make me mad. They did not touched me, but when they looked at me they digging in, the soul. I looked at her and smiled. Her smiles, I could write a book about her smiles, from the most sad and melancholy, to those sounds, so rare, that filled me with happiness. Her laugh. Lovely.

I kissed her with eyes a million times and I never told her that I would stay hours watching her eyes, hours to kiss her lips, hours to hear her voice.

I looked at her and she smiled.

La felicità in un viale di cipressi

It takes seventy-two muscles to sulk but only twelve to smile. So they say, but what does it take to be happy? Sometimes a lot, sometimes nothing.

A caress, a flower, a hug. A ray of sunshine, a kiss, a gentle word, a kind look. A dream that has done it and one in the making.

You look for happiness. Find, pursue, run after it, just like we run after the life, and then grab it. Look in the most hidden places, you can find it everywhere. Sometimes we do not realize it is there, hidden, under our noses, just a step away from us.

It can hide everywhere, as when as children we played hide and seek. Behind a smile, in the little things of every day. Sometimes it can just be hidden in an avenue of cypress trees in Tuscany, between the scent of resin and that of parched earth of August.

Shades of blue

We are made of thoughts, memories, emotions. We are made of water, atoms, moments and waited.

We are made of love. Thoughts, actions, ideas, movements, experiences. Bodies. The subject is love. We are made of intertwined hands, whispered kisses, stolen breaths and sighs donated.

We are made of desires and dreams that make us not sleep, of energy, of stardust.

We are made of words, words never said, of missed opportunities and unsent messages.

We are made of too many "if", "maybe" and "but." We are made for a few people. And often, we do not meet or we meet when it's too late.

We are made in the image and likeness of everything around us and in ourselves we enclose the exact same secret, the exact same law.

We are like the sky, made of millions of hues. Eternally changing, subject to endless complications and combinations. A set of circumstances, or totally fortuitous or planned in the minimum terms. A well-designed chaos. The perfect storm.

Un pomeriggio alla SPA Cà de Figo

The man manages to be in peace when is alone with himself. And sometimes is not enough.
 Last week I really needed peace and quiet. The peace that only the hills can give, made of nature and silence, infinite horizons and pampering. So I packed my travel bag, some romantic dress, pink as the season wants, a pair of sandals and the new Elie Saab fragrance, Rose Couture (here); I took the car and drove to the hills of Varzi. Here I let myself be carried away by the tranquility and the stunning beauty of Cà de Figo farm.
The quiet of the woods and Lombard Apennines hills, Cà de Figo is much more than a country, it is the ideal place to relax in total tranquility without giving up refined pastimes.
Located in Varzi, Cà de Figo farm also has a riding school where you can organize walks or riding lessons, a wildlife park of 28 hectares, a tennis court and a wellness center with a modern SPA, swimming pools and all kinds of massage and treatment for the face and body based on natural products.
This set of activities make Cà de Figo a very special place to forget the stress of every day and fully regenerate the mind and body, enjoying the beauty of the place and the unspoilt nature.
In this wonderful place, where the view is lost in the horizon and hills up to not discern one from the other, where the sense of smell is caressed by the scents of essential oils and Elie Saab rose, I was searching for peace and peace I found.

Flowers

"The charm of a flower is in its contradictions - so delicate in form but strong in fragrance, so small in size but big in beauty, so short in life but with such a long effect."

The meaning of life is rediscovering love with his own existence. It is the journey, the path, in its simplicity and grandeur.
It is the value that we give to every moment and each to ensure that the next one is even more wonderful. We should live like this, without worrying about the after but only that now is just amazing.
Fall in love with life, flowers, spring. Fall in love with smiles, the real ones, the alive ones. Fall in love with everything that makes you happy and all that is beautiful.
Love life as the companion of all time, this is the simple rule to live a fulfilling life. Make you beautiful every day like you have to meet the most important person in your life. Behaved as if I had always beside you. Smile to her. Kiss her. Take care of her. Clasp her. She will never betray you if you will not betray her.

#MFW - My Burberry experience

When I showed you the first outfit worn during the Milan Fashion Week (here), I told you that I had participated at Burberry event for the presentation of the new collection.

An evening in the Via Montenapoleone boutique, spent among clothes, makeup, accessories, chatter, laughter and drinks in the elegant terrace overlooking the internal courtyard.

The magic ingredients for a perfect evening, were all there: friends, fashion and so much glamor.

The new collection of make-up 2016 sees radiant and illuminating palette with lace motifs and velvety lips of dark shades, inspired by the "Functionregalia" fashion show.

Needless to say I lost my head for Burberry fragrances, especially My Burberry, inspired by the iconic trench coat. A fragrance that captures the essence of a London garden after the rain.

#MFW 2ND DAY

Spring summer 2016 dresses of lightness and voluptuousness.

Cheeky, chic, fun and elegant: feathers are the coolest decorations of spring 2016. Alighting gently on dresses, jackets and even handbags and shoes, give to the look a glamorous and refined mood.

By small feathers that decorate some items to real total swan look, with their fluttering appearance, do not spend their own unnoticed!

What could I choose, then, for my second day at the Milan Fashion Week? A dress with feathers of the new collection Giovanna Nicolai, of course!

Light and fluttering, like a black swan, that with elegance, crosses the streets of Milan.

When you wear a dress with feathers is like if happiness come soon. But waiting for you, right there around the corner, it's the wind...ready to make them fluctuate.

#MFW 1ST DAY

A week after the end of the Milan Fashion Week I am here to tell you those days. It was a ver "wet" fashion week, the climatic conditions were the worst and for a princess who hates cold and rain.. you can imagine. 

Yes, despite the cold and the rain that did not allow me to take pictures as I wanted and to wear my outfits without coats, furs, sweaters and umbrellas, it was a beautiful fashion week. First of all to the people with whom I have shared it, they have been to make a difference and make me spend unforgettable days, those encountered (for the first time) and re-encountered, for the wonderful Giovanna Nicolai dresses that I could wear and then, yes, for the brand that I love events to which I participated.

The first day and for the event to discover the new Burberry collection (I'll get to soon), I wore a romantic Giovanna Nicolai dress and a jewel clutch to brighten and make my outfit even more "precious".

If you follow me on facebook (Desiree D'Aloia), here you can see the "original version" of the outfit ;)

What do you think? I'm curious to know your opinion!

Borsalino f/w 2016-17

"A woman should not have memories. Memories in a woman are the beginning of its decline. You can always tell by the hat of a woman if she lives or not of memories."

The autumn/winter 2016-17 Borsalino is inspired by the mystery of dark colors. Classic Borsalino forms are in fact enhanced by black, shades of gray and blue with touches of bright colors and pastel shades, such as lavender and burgundy.
Among those changes was the beaver, small, medium and large brimmed with walls in canetè and the Project Replica models which incorporates from the 1800s archives a cylinder, a bowler and a dressage.
The classic form small, medium and large brimmed in lapin felt shaved, is reinterpreted by Slam Jam, streetwear brand which Borsalino has partnered, in black, wolf gray, ocean, nature and burned camel, in addition to a distinguished the replacement of the walls with the cross bar in matching tones with gold logo. The bucket and baseball, however, are available in velvet in cream, black, navy, purple, red and cognac.

Giovani e belle con Alchimie Forever

The skin is the calling card of our beauty: a mirror that reflects our inner life, our moods, but also the ability to take care of ourselves. Wrinkles, in fact, are a "spy" of our personality: who laughs often has crow's feet, who mortify instead the "dire" horizontal furrows on the forehead. Have you noticed that happiness makes us "to change" face? It relaxes muscles and tissues, on the contrary, anxiety and fatigue cause a contraction of the muscles which decreases the blood supply to tissues and brings up the more wrinkled skin.

To stay young for a long time we must not abuse our bodies and adopt a healthy lifestyle. Longevity depends for 60% on the individual genetic heritage and 40% by lifestyle and by the action of heat, cold, wind, smog and smoke.

The creams help delay the onset of the signs of aging and protect the skin from external agents. The cosmetic, in fact, make elements that maintain the vital skin, favoring the production of new collagen and elastin and improving microcirculation. In this regard I want to tell you about Alchimie Forever, particularly the cream that I'm using: Alchimie Forever Kantic + Intensely Nourishing Cream.

This ultra-nourishing cream, rich in emollients such as jojoba and vitamin E, moisturizes and reduces the appearance of wrinkles. natural antioxidants derived from blueberries and grape seed reduce redness, and red clover, however, rich in natural estrogens, lifts the skin and, stimulating the production of collagen and elastin, restores its youthful elasticity and resilience.

A unique formula for eternal youth ;)

Underground Tale

When the perfect life, perfect does not seem.. When the trappings, the attention to detail, tired .. When certainties that seem solid, flake, crumble, lose consistency, importance.. We take refuge in a parallel world to measure us although the truth is that, in the life of every day there are no castles, but skyscrapers, palaces. The palace is a sprawling city, the secret are actually underground subways.
In all those experiences in which our being is pushed to the limit of potential, and in addition, in those cases we understand that there is no detail goes overlooked, neglected. I speak not of the usual accessories, but all that is living.
In the everyday hectic passing we often lose awareness of what really matters, what really needs to be preserved, guarded.. Our happiness, our security, our person.

#IAMPOISON - Dior cocktail party

"I am not a girl, I am poison"

One Thursday evening, February 4. The new fragrance by Dior, Poison Girl. Four cities and four exceptional location: L'Archivio Storico in Naples, the Coco Loco in Rome, the Fashion Café in Milan and the One Apple of Turin.
An exclusive party, to discover the new fragrance by Dior and the cocktail created in collaboration with Belvedere, Belvedere Poison.
Poison Girl. Much more than a perfume, a reminder of senses so strong to create havoc. An ode to the rebellious beauty, the smiles and the attitudes of extreme freedom. A perfume for those who can lead, for those who live it so casually and bold, for those who walk free on the streets of the metropolis, playing chase and let chase, in a nightlife without beginning or end.
A scent that speaks of a sexy, cool, scratchy, cheeky soul but always feminine.
"Poison Girl is a delicious reminder", a poisonous and delicious floral, "a sensual trap that avoids the sweet notes too sugarcoated. That torments and upsets the senses."
And so, on that Thursday evening in Turin, between electronic music and bitter orange fragrance, tonka bean, rose and vanilla, I let myself be seduced by the flavor of Belvedere Poison cocktail, letting me steal the heart from the new Dior fragrance that hovered in the air, intoxicating rosy talk of all the poison girls.

Alsteca sunglasses

21 grams is the weight that you lose when you die, they say that it is the weight of the soul. That light and impalpable feather remains between the here and now and the unknown, what will be once you cross that threshold. 21 grams is the weight of things done and those left open, the amount of breaths and sighs, the sum of all tears or smile, of every "if" and all "but". Of each door "open" or "slamming", of every love and every passion, every carelessness or distraction. 21 grams is the account of a life, sometimes lead, sometimes butterfly.

 21 grams, as the weight of a hummingbird, of a chocolate bar or five nickels one over the other. But what 21 grams are worth? And why 21? If it was a smaller number?

Can it save the result of so much wonder in something even lighter?

16 grams is the weight, not of my soul, but the new Alsteca sunglasses. The beautiful country has yet been able to surprise us, giving us another marvel!

The low weight would think of a weakness inherent in the product, but in the era of the technological advent "special effects" were not long to coming. The secret of these sunglasses, in fact, lies in polycarbonate, a material capable of high flexibility, innate strength and fracture toughness.

La Principessa e il cacciatore

Unconsciously we run away from feelings, for fear. Fear of being hurt and disappointed, once again. We fight them as if they were a demon or a wicked witch who want to deprive us of our happiness. When, happiness, might be hidden right there in those feelings.

He had taught that evil exists and we have to defend yourself.

He did not know what had hit ofher, perhaps a word or how she bent her head to the side when she smiled. But from that day she was in his thoughts, returning when least expected it.

They met by chance at the ball and, again by chance, found themselves one day walking in a forest not far from the palace of the princess.

He recognized her immediately, hovering gracefully here and there, wrapped in a fluffy fur coat, looking for some kind magical creature could capture her attention. She had red lips like roses, big brown eyes, brown hair, white skin as snow, the happy air and, about dress, you can not say that it was there to do anything.

When their eyes met, it was felt a spark in the big eyes of the princess, and her red lips seemed to quiver as if the slightest provocation could open in a smile.

She gave him a brief glance and froze, while a smile drews on those red lips, then turned her head shyly. The fact that she had turned away was index of discretion, modesty and good manners, qualities which he considered essential for a beautiful girl.

That was the spark to attract the attention of the hunter. At that moment he felt something unusual to the heart. He had not felt that peculiar sensation, pleasant yet strangely painful from years. It was love.

He reached her, calmly, to keep her from running away, just as he had done with the fawns. He took her hand and with the other stroked her rosy cheeks. Then he looked at the long, silent, captivated by her beauty.

He pressed her to himself, in a warm embrace, and they spoke at length with the eyes and smiles, surrounded by the silent wood.

Suddenly the voice of the hunter broke the silence: "You can trust me. With me you're safe." - he said - "I will indicate a filter of love without poisons, no herbs, no magic formulas: if you want to be loved, love."

Princess's red lips parted in one of her most seductive smiles. He slowly approached to her face and kissed her with ardor and sweetness, tasting her tender lips, until the princess slumped in his arms, silently accepting his protection and his love.

Best of 2015

A few hours separate us to finally close the book of 2015. A few hours and I have to admit, I almost regret that a year has come to an end. Many of you will breathe a sigh of relief, hoping that 2016 will be better (I hope so with all my heart!), but for me it was a special year and, for the first time in 26 years, I am sorry. I thought about it the other night, when, in a quiet moment, I found myself to sum up this 2015.
2015 was the year of change and surprises. The year that I could see small dreams come true.
The blog has grown a lot in these 365 days, thanks to you that, day after day, passionate to this virtual diary, with the help of my photographers, my mother and the people who love me, support me, help me and, if they can, recommend me. The rewards were so many. Partnerships, special projects, events and the American editorial. But I will remember 2015 above all for bringing me wonderful people, an "Angel wearing high heels" and a "Snob Countess", with which I hope to "write" all the books of my life.
An year that gave me smiles, many smiles, especially in this last part and I hope to smile like that for a long, long time, not only in 2016.
It was the year of the newfound peace and strength that I hope accompany me over the next 365 days. I do not have "good intentions" for this 2016, I have not a good relationship with the lists and certainly I would not keep them, I only have so many dreams to fulfill and goals to achieve.
Thank you 2015, you' ve really surprised me! Now, 2016, it's your turn!

Tiger

"La Signora di classe non è quella che quando passa fa fischiare, bensì quella che fa calare improvvisamente il silenzio."

Strong women have always aroused great fascination in the eyes of your little princess. Slender women physically but with super fine minds, women who, with their know-how, influenced the choices of the powerful and moved, deep, whole nations. Because, as Virginia Woolf wrote, "behind every great man there is a great woman."
With the emancipation women, and with it theirs general view, has changed. Today, in fact, we do not hide behind more frills and trappings, even less behind the voice of man. Yet we kept the femininity, the delicacy and the natural fragility that makes us women, unique to our species. A sort of balance between grace and power, as a feline that astounds with its grand elegance but, at the same time, it frightens for its strength. The tiger that Blake was talking about, in one of his most famous poems, with these concerns: "What immortal hand or fire could frame this fearful simmetry?"
And just as Blake asked, at times I ask myself how can be possible similar manifestations of grace and power, then, thinking back to those women of past ages and what we have become, I simply say: "that's how!"

Come un soffione

I would really like the "OFF" button to turn off the brain. But seriously. I do not say always, but sometimes, it would be great. It would benefit all of us. As when I silent my smartphone. But no, it talks and talks, and think, think. Shut up! Sometimes it's worse than a boring and grouchy boyfriend.

If I had to portray the thoughts that I have on my mind, they would have the shape of a head. Fireworks, indeed a real fireworks show, which takes the principle from the center, it branches to the star and get light on the balls, stroking the surrounding air.

As the heads, would be enough to blow over, to certain thoughts, which are colored and inflamed, to let them disperse here and there. Light, as if they were bubble blower.

Vaniday: servizi di bellezza in un click!

Vanity, you know, is female. And if it was also simple and fast? As a click, for example!
Vaniday is the place where to book beauty and wellness treatments.
Vaniday it is the first platform that allows for the hairdresser, beautician and make-up artists with a click. Book any beauty treatment, from manicures to a haircut, it has never been so simple and fast.
How? With the new app for iOS and Android: from now book the best treatments on the go will be simple and immediate even from our smartphones. The app follows the simple and intuitive layout of the website, and through geo-location, find the nearest salon will be even easier! Or directly from the website, which for the occasion was "rebuilt again." The colors chosen and introduced to the new redesign of the site are coral, black and white to emphasize the characteristic values ​​of the brand: freshness, dynamism, elegance. The new website allows you to find and book in a few clicks with the best beauty treatments: just insert in search field type of treatment and the area of ​​interest and Vaniday select the best beauty salons in the area, indicating the range of prices and any current specials offers. Once you choose the salon, to make an appointment, simply click on "Book" to the left of each service, choose the time available and the person who will process... et voila!
That's not all, no, because Vaniday thinks of all the facilities and the needs of us women, always super busy, and lets you choose whether to pay the treatment at the time of booking or at the salon with no extra charge. Also an automatic remider or SMS 24 hours before it will remind you. Because, us women, sometimes, we are also a bit careless ;)
Now I run, I have an appointment with the beauty.. And you?

Sogni d'autunno tra vigneti e uva

October. The autumn, the falling leaves, the vineyards and grapes. Light and nature changing, and with them, perhaps, we change too.

Autumn and its thoughts, heated and lit by a warm sun that still smells of the sea and summer. A poetry of colors. Green and blue that blend with orange accents and overlook the infinite from a hill. On tiptoe, almost hovering, to see what's beyond those lives.

Desires and dreams that hover on white clouds, like the magic of a Viennese waltz. And when the music will stop, and people will leave, we'll be there again. On that muffled cloud of smiles, brought by a sweet memory.

Bloggers And The City

5 girls, friends and colleagues, united by the same passion: fashion.

5 blogger in the city of fashion, Milan, to block traffic with selfie and smiles.

And there they were, photographed before Roberto Cavalli fashion show, intent to post a pic on socials, answering business call (?) and planning drinks in the evening..."What do you say? Let's go to the Dolce & Gabbana Martini or at Icerbeg cocktail party? 

5 styles and different dreams that blend with the happiness to meet (some for the first time) at the most "fashion" week of the year.

Special thanks to the Snobber's husband for the pictures and patience, and that holy man of the policeman who helped us to be not invest making us cross the street countless times!