Everything was golden and eternal.

The girl of blonde hair and kaleidoscope eyes got carried away in a celebration where love was the main guest.
Friends, family and a festive universe winking at her was all she needed that day.
When the clock struck midnight, the little girl inside her smiled.
The sky brought fireworks. The stars flirted with the fairylights inside.
She got lost in a labyrinth of unwrapped gifts, naughty mistletoes, wild kisses, loud music
and exquisite bottles of pink champagne which made her say merci beaucoup and je t´aime more than once.
Her wishes played with the cheerful bubbles in her glass. Her dreams danced with the colorful sky.
She lost track of toasts and danced barefoot in a carnival dress until the sun woke up.
When her eyes felt tired, she put on her Holly Golightly sleep mask and dropped on her pillow like a falling star.
The last thing she remembered was a smile on her face.
She felt so lucky. She felt loved.
Everything was golden and eternal. lt was enough.

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Get lost in the sky with diamonds and wish upon a star.

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2. ANIMAL RINGS

HUGE RINGS.

3. COCO MADEMOISELLE

4. BEAUTIFUL "AMERICAN GOLD" DRESSES AND BELL BOTTOMS

5. VELVET SHOES

6. THE MOON AND THE STARS

7. NEW DREAMS

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Dance next to glittery stars, golden and ruby red candles and wrapped surprises.
Have your kaleidoscope eyes be hypnotized by intense fairy lights.
Dream under the stars. The universe will wink at you under the moonlight.
Let your inner child make wishes for you. Blow them like stardust into the sky.
Lose yourself in breathtaking kisses under unexpected mistletoes.
Make inspiring toasts. Celebrate with happy bubbles next to the ones you love.
Get lost in this magical time of the year.

.GET DRUNK WITH CHRISTMAS!.
Make love, party and rock on!

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Sometimes i've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast

I just love that magical state when you can´t control where imagination goes.
It´s that time of the day when the blue velvet sky cast a spell on your pillow,
wishes and dreams meet and thoughts are hypnotized by the charm of the night.
Reality behaves like a mere spectator in a play and you just try to hang on to that hazy but appealing fantasy.
A fantasy that is in desperate need to speak to you. One that wants to be part of that reality once and for all.
You see, there are nights when the wolves are silent and the moon is the one that howls.
And you realise that impossible things are not that crazy under the stardust.
Sometimes they even become a possibility by the time the eyelashes flirt with the sun.
I guess the heart is never silent. He always speaks, even in your sleep.
Just open your soul, the universe is constantly unfolding in front of your eyes.
Turn can´ts into cans.
Let all of life be an unfettered howl.

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Like a feather in the wind.

Images by: little doe

I hitched a ride with the wind and since he was my friend, i let him decide where we´d go.
Like a little doe i tiptoed behind his undeniable charm and he swept me off my feet really fast.
He put his arm around us and watched us play hide and seek between heaven and earth.
I was the one who sought, he was the one hidding behind my smile.
The wind played with our feathers pointing at the sky and we felt like children of the sun.
Colors constantly shimmered through the dusty haze. Lights moved quickly through the turquoise sky.
We danced barefoot feeling the warm touch of the the sand. We spinned really fast and turned into gods and goddesses with the blink of an eye.
We professed the use of wild feathers, spirited thoughts and sweet bird songs and achieved eternal bliss.
The wild tangerine fireball above us witnessed our joy until we collapsed on the grass. Our bodies ached but our souls smiled.
Once again i fell in love with Mother Nature. I closed my eyes and heard the wind whispering in my ear...

“Wild hearts can´t be broken. Your dreams will come true. One for each feather, i promise. Just hang on to those”.

I smiled. I knew he was right. I just needed to want things with all my heart.
He knew what was best for me and i just needed to fall in love with him like i always do.
I said to myself, ´listen to him´.
The answer IS blowing in the wind, after all.

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Dear universe, dazzle me and leave me breathless like Godard

Oh, là là! What you did to me, Jean-Luc Godard.

Sometimes it just takes a movie to help you escape reality for a little while.
And you know you chose the right movie when there´s Paris in the 60´s, the beginning of the French New Wave, a black and white atmosphere,
the romance between a sweet american girl like Jean Seberg and a french sexy heavy smoker bad boy like Belmondo and of course,
a talented Truffaut behind the story and Goddard behind the camera.
I believe when you have this kind of fascinating inspiration, you have to go with the flow.
It´s so much fun to play a character every once in a while and something inside me knew Patricia Franchini would understand me perfectly.
Once again, she seduced me and i was right. A curious, sometimes confused careless girl hungry for adventure who plays it cool but often can´t light a cigarette properly because she´s afraid of too many things in life and likes to dream, flirt and smile instead, sounds just like me. At least for now.
I guess finding who you are is an everyday task, right? Well, right now i´m an everyday learner. "Une apprenante".
But there´s one thing i know for sure, simple things that make you happy are the ones that make a girl light a cigarette at once.
Watch that exquisite long scene in the bedroom in "À bout de souffle" where Michel and Patricia stay in bed, laughing, fooling around, making plans between striped clothes, fedora hats, kisses and Parisienne cigarettes and you´ll know what i´m talking about.
I might not be in Paris yet but sometimes a good movie, french fries, milkshakes, a few cigarettes
and love between the sheets is enough happiness for a girl like me.

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She wants to act like summer and dance by the sea.

Kelley Ash and Ali by Harper Smith

Lou Doillon and Jessica Joffe by Vanessa Bruno

-We are music makers. And we are the dreamers of dreams.

Wandering by lone sea-breakers. And sitting by desolate streams.
World losers and world forsakers. On whom the pale moon gleams.
Yet we are movers and shakers. Of the world for ever, it seems.-

This week i´ve been thinking of the sea.
Of how good it makes me feel whenever i´m overwhelmed by nostalgia and melancholy.
Such beautiful loner, a constant inspiration that keeps so many secrets and whispers between messy untamed waves.
Sometimes you just need the sea.
You just feel like closing your eyes, spreading your wings and taking deep breaths in front of him.
You love that moment when you both meet, each time it´s different but equally special , monotony fades and there´s a sense of escape, of hope where the horizon flirts with the sky. I know it´s a cliché but he never fails to keep my soul free, young, wild and awake.
The sea is so alive and wise, he constantly invites you to be an adventurer and sail in high winds. He gives me strength, he makes me happy.
It´s his whimsical enchanting mood that always makes me smile with my lips or my eyes.
These beautiful pictures proved the sea has a magical effect. They persuaded me and once again, i fell in love with him.
I travelled in my mind and felt like a mermaid married to the sea.
I danced barefoot in fluffly pastel dresses, mesmerized by his gentle touch, singing lullabies while my hair tangled up in the wind and my toes played with the sand.
I recited poetry under a lavender sky, the water listened carefully and for a moment she washed off nostalgia from my heart.
I remained silent and watched my dreams floating on the sea. I guess i often swim in my head but i always prefer his company.
Recently i heard that ´nostalgia is denial. A flaw in the romantic imagination of those people who find it difficult to cope with the present´.
That might be right but it does not have to be bad.
Nostalgia also keeps me alive. It keeps me hungry for better things to come.

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