27 мар. 2012 г.

Bolshoy Fashion Market, March 18, 2012. Spring Edition

I am not a fashion blogger, so I won't tell you about all these things from the point of view of a trendy girl who attends all fashion demonstrations and who knows everything about fashion events in our republic. I will hardly recognize one dress from the collection "Rada Style" or by Marinich. I am an usual customer, who loves beauty. That's all I wanted to point out.
So, Sunday was a perfect day to visit the Market that became home for about 80 belarusian designers. I would like to mention that there were lots of things you could go crazy about - hand made dressings, ear rings, bracelets, necklaces, amazing postcards, rings, awesome people and handsome boys) Watch them and enjoy!
I would like to say that the demontration of Rada Style collection was nice but not fabulous. I placed the photos of the dresses I liked most.
Pastel colors of Spring
Imaginary world of toys

*Things*worth*having
Mishka by Ivan Aiplatov
One more event that took place - the performance of a young group -Lermont, gaining its popularity in Belarus and abroad)
nice guys)
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*Lovely*arms*
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*Degustation of "EVE" beer* I didn't have a chance to taste it, I was driving, but I hope it was delicious)
*My*dear*girl*
And finally, demonstration of RADA Style collection.
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See you soon)










14 мар. 2012 г.

Be My Brownie

Here goes the recipe I promised to share with you.
I make it as follows:
Ingredients:
* 3 bars of chocolate (milk, bitter and white)
* 3 table spoons of cocoa powder
* 200 g of butter
* 200 g of sugar
* a pinch of salt
* 3 big eggs
* 3 table spoons of flour
* 30 ml of cognac or other liquor
* 3 tea spoons of sesame, for decoration
Mix all the ingredients and bake at 200*C for 35-40 minutes. I prefer shallow baking cups, for pies are better baked there.
Enjoy! *xoxo*

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You were so sweet)
No life without sweets. My friend liked my Brownie)
See you soon! Have a nice day!

13 мар. 2012 г.

Sweet Holidays

I like official holidays, inspite of the fact that I am a freelancer and I may have a day off practically every single day. But I try to keep my discipline and I am also sad when Monday comes) May be it's a kind of solidarity with my friends and family, I am not sure yet, still it's a habit and I don't want to get rid of it. Holidays that passed were awesome, sweet, fresh, pink, and with a thin flavour of coming spring. When I start to think of all the things I can do when warm wheather will come, I have dizziness in my head. I have so many ideas and so little time... I feel that my life will be completely different, and I don't know what waits for me, but it makes me even more excited!
Now I want to share some pics with you. I have only 6 readers yet (including me - of course, I am reading what I am writing) but I love them all. Thank you, dear, for being interested in what I am doing.

I love flowers you bring to me.

When they meet sunlight they become more beautiful.

I shoot gigabytes of flowers)
I don't feel sorry for the traffic)
We decided to spend our morning in the cafe we had never been or had been just once, I don't remember. Hot chocolate and presents were perfect)

Honey, we are like twins now)
Do you believe in my passion for chocolate now?
For real chocolate lovers
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There are no such words that can render the smell and bitter taste of chocolate to you! But I hope you will believe me on my bare word.
Then we decided to have a small walk. Spring has not arrived yet.

Inspired by such a quantity of chocolate I decided to bake a brownie. Besides, the next day my friend was about to have a Birthday. So I took a decision to astonish her.
But the recipe will be posted next time. Follow me)








11 мар. 2012 г.

Haute Couture Memoirs

Romantic Details and Eternal Beauty. Little Story of Haute Couture Memoirs.
I was so deeply inspired by Erich Maria Remarque that I decided to steal some of his quotes to color my story of a girl. Perhaps, nothing can be compared with his art of mood creation. Desire of life, of power and love, mixed with cheerful optimism in difficult situations shapes his small world of an emigrant. Overwhelmed by his inspiring energy flow I become able to create stories of life in my own way, but at the same time of equal similarity, spiced with a pinch of charm, typical for girls.
"La douce cadence de la pluie sur la vitre pénétrait dans la chambre; quelque chose de froid, de gris, de désolé, plus triste que la tristesse, un rappel anonyme du passé, une sorte du ressac cherchant à reprendre et à engloutir ce qu'il avait abandonné sur une grève déserte: un peu d'humanité, de lumière, et de pensée. C'est une nuit fait pour boire, mais une mauvaise nuit pour etre seule..."
J'avais appris dans les livres et sans trop le comprendre, que la terre était ronde! 
 Les regrets sont tellement inutiles! On ne peut pas revenir en arrière, mais si nous étions parfaits, notre place serait au musée.
Rien ne se répète. C'est nous qui nous répètons. Voilà tout.
Elle disparaissait parfois durant du mois et un beau jour elle revenait. Elle lui avait porté chance.
Pouvoir oublier est le secret de l'éternelle jeunesse. Nous devenons vieux par le souvenir.
Ne perds jamais ton ignorance tu ne pourras pas la remplacer.
La vie est une chose trop grande pour disparaitre avant que nous cessions de respirer.

Ils s'en allèrent, dans la bruine, au bout de la rue, la grande place s'étendait, déserte, devant eux, comme une mere d'argent sombre, dans laquelle s'estompait la forme gracieuse de l'Arc.  
Cette étrange sensation que les choses laissent, lorsqu'elles sont passées...
Keep things at arm's length... If you let anything come too near you want to hold on to it. And there is nothing a man can hold on to.
Un vague souvenir dans le désert des heures.
L'éternel miracle.
It's only terrible to have nothing to wait for.
Le rayon argenté éclairait ses épaules et sa tête, par-derrière. Elle apparaissait indistincte, mystérieuse et excitante... Va, et reviens, dit-elle en fermant la porte.
Les choses les plus simples sont parfois incompréhensibles...

Se sentir heureuse...
On n'a jamais froid quand on est deux...
On a si facilement froid quand on est seul...
Se sentir toujours tellement en sécurité avec toi...
Heureux homme qui boit un nectar pareil au milieu de l'après-midi... 
Un homme a besoin de si peu de choses... Il faut si souvent abandonner tout.
Le coeur libre
Ma vie, c'est l'aventure, rien de plus.
Il faut ne s'habituer à rien...
Et je finis par être moins indépendante que si j'étais réstée à attendre...
La nuit, la lune, les étoiles...
 Le rêve du paradise perdu...
La tendresse du jour...
La langueur fatigué...
L'étonnement des reflets du soleil...
La douceur de ta vie...
Tout ce qui fait mon existence
Voir la neige tomber lentement 
Le bonheur, où commence-t-il et où finit-il?
Il commence et il finit avec toi, C'ést très simple...

Life is worth creating. Be inspired.

P.S. While making this set I cooperated with a very talented girl - Marusia Konfetkina. She is an awesome designer who creates beautiful dresses and coats. All clothes appearing here, belong to her. I would like to say a special thanks to Marusia, for without her fantasy and help my work would have been impossible.