Posted in BohemianCharm&VintageChic, Home, tagged antique chest, antique coffre, antique market, French decoration, romantic style on February 29, 2012| Leave a Comment »
One of my most beloved pieces is this coffer, from 19th century Provence.
When I first saw this handmade, hand painted beauty in the dusty corner of an antique shop, I knew she belonged with me. And home she came immediately, even though I had to negotiate, twist & turn and practically beg to come up with the money for it.
And again, we ate oatmeal for a month…
But every time I look at it, I feel the sun of Provence.
~*♥*~
Posted in EverydayPoesie, Home, tagged Odd Molly, Odd Molly slogans, Queen of Hearts on February 29, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Posted in EverydayPoesie, Home, tagged Férrer, French spring looks, Paris spring fashion, spring fashion, Susanna Penttilä on February 29, 2012| Leave a Comment »
to Férrer, that is. I was curious to take the first peek…
the fabric of this outfit was so soft and eversoslightly & elegantly sparkly, just yummy
This night blue butterfly dress was also nice, but I remained true to my first crush. The sparkly little French number.
I’d style it with this sleeveless, ivory white knit that fits like a glove. A find from Paris some 10 years ago.
It’s soooo nice to take photos like this – for once I don’t have to try to take pictures of myself! My model is much less self-critical as well… And she’s much more photogenic anyways.
Ok spring, bring it on! I’m all set…♥.
~*♥*~
Posted in Champagne, Home, tagged 20's style, 2012 remake of Gatsby, Baz Luhrman, Carey Mulligan, jay gatsby, Leonardo DiCaprio, Ralph Lauren, roaring 20, Robert Redford, The Great Gatsby on February 28, 2012| Leave a Comment »
I loved, really loved the music and dresses of the movie Great Gatsby.
Ok, Redford was yummy enough to eat, too.
Now that divine 1920’s look is coming back, with Baz Luhrman’s remake of the film.
So, dear friends of LadyBohemia, dive into the fashion of the roaring 20’s, with Ralph Lauren taking the lead.
After all, it was originally Ralph Lauren who clad Robert Redford for his role as Jay Gatsby – and won the film an Oscar for best costume design.
I would take any of these, should somebody from RL happen to call…
But regarding the 2012 version of the movie… I’m apprehensive, even a bit scared of the idea of seeing it.
Because. How can there be a Jay Gatsby without Redford? Who could match his coolness, charm, vulnerability, the power and wealth he’d achieved, combined with his utter defenslessness when facing the love of his live?
Redford’s Gatsby an illusion so dear to me that I might just prefer hold onto it… After all, there can never be another Sundance either.
Remember?
There it is, the tragedy of Gatsby. A man desperately trying to hide his humble origins amongst the spoiled and idle rich.
Normally I try to find a silver lining on things and not wallow in excess negativity here in LadyBohemia. But please, allow me one exception to the rule.
Here goes.
I hate Daisy.
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Posted in EverydayPoesie, Home, tagged Tarja Runsten on February 28, 2012| Leave a Comment »
I got a serious dose of blond power, as three striking ladies came to sit at the same table as I in Lungi, a cool and mellow little restaurant with the friendliest service and comfy sofas scattered here and there.
I wanted a moment to myself to really figure out how I feel about a proposition I’d just received for LadyBohemia. But as these ladies joined my table, I was most happy to be distracted.
The lovely and beautiful Nina and Emilia.
Nina told me her story. I can tell you, I was inspired. She had worked in advertising in London for 15 years, but after becoming a mother she wanted to make a fresh start into something new. Something her very own. The idea of Beibamboo was born almost at the same time as her own little daughter. If you have little children, I think it’s worth checking out. And I salute Nina for the brave step she’s taken. I love to collect inspirational tales of following one’s heart, and Nina’s definitely was such.
And if that wasn’t enough, our table was joined by Tarja, my fitness guru whose classes I’ve faithfully followed some 15 years. Needless to say, she is as blonde and as striking as the other two ladies.
It was so funny to sit back and watch all the men in the place touring the sofa where these three beauties sat, like a group of cats around some very tempting and very hot porridge.
And the ladies coolly ignoring all the attention, just minding their own business.
Hihi… My own little sociological experiment.
~*♥*~
Posted in EverydayPoesie, Home, tagged friendship on February 27, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Haha!
I’m still standing but the mess in my bedroom is no more.
Feeling like so…
Photo from the net, by somebody very talented
PS. Everything nice, clean and fresh that happens in this household, I owe to my darling friend. Who came over (with chocolate!), tidied, cleaned and folded stuff that I’ve been too exhausted to do for almost a year.
After she was done with everything else, she still – get this! – ironed my bed sheets.
Nobody has been this sweet to me…
And words do not describe how sweet it is to sleep in those sheets.
My friend and I have gone through thick and thin – and every possible and impossible obstacle in addition – together. And thanks to her, even I’m starting to feel that we’ll get through this one too.
If and when you read this, I just wanna say.
I wouldn’t have gotten this far without you.
Thank you.
Love you.
~*♥*~
Posted in EverydayPoesie, Home on February 27, 2012| Leave a Comment »
I really like the lyrics on this one.
You can just feel that the songwriter is a woman.
And however uncool it may be, tonight, her words are getting underneath my skin.
~*♥*~
Posted in BohemianCharm&VintageChic, Home, tagged antique markets, black and white photos, celebrated beauty, old photos, vintage bags, vintage glowes, wedding photo on February 27, 2012| Leave a Comment »
This morning I attacked a mission impossible.
To sort out my vintage bags, gloves, accessories… All those beautiful trinkets that have no place of their own in our tiny home so they just lie around in haphazard piles.
To stay sane in this process, I repeat Viktor Egelund’s words as a mantra:
“Done is better than perfect.”
My grandmother was also a gatherer. She loved all things beautiful and her house was full of treasures. I loved playing with her jewellery, clothes, bags, belts…
The gorgeous wedding photo of my grandparents, shamelessly buried under my unruly mess
My grandmother had a coffee set, with a single deep red rose in each cup. Those were the most beautiful cups I’d ever seen. We weren’t allowed to touch them when we were little, but I dreamed of one day having one of those cups, all of my own.
So…. ever since I was a student I’ve toured antique markets, shops and auctions, buying those – now considered antique – cups, one at a time… And I’ve managed to collect 30 of them!
They’re in full use too; to be enjoyed, not just preserved.
Those rosecups - a little touch by my grandmother
My grandmother was a celebrated beauty in her heyday. She really was traffic-stoppingly gorgeous. Whenever she went to a photo shop to have her picture taken, the shop kept her photo in the window as and advertisement – until she came back next year, to have another photo taken.
She was also the first woman in Kotka to drive a car. Very progressive, if you ignore the little things, such as fences or traffic signs that she habitually run over en route…
Kröhm. I just realised that in addition to gathering all things wonderful, we have something else in common… I wonder if people told her she drives like a mad Frenchman (woman). I get that a lot.
My most priced possession in the world are old photo albums from the family. I couldn’t care less if they’re torn and worn – they couldn’t be more dear to me.
In this one, my father around the age of one, and my grandmother ♥♥♥.
~*♥*~
Posted in BohemianCharm&VintageChic, Home, tagged bohemian collage, bohemian moodboard, bohemian style, chic, Collage, Kollaasi on February 26, 2012| Leave a Comment »
LadyBohemia, to me, is a place where my dreams go to hide.
A place I can go hide as well, when the world roughs a woman up more than reasonable.
A place where I rejoice my little victories. Where I can shout out my joy. Cry my tears of happiness.
Enjoy the beautiful. Forget and forgive the rest.
And here’s what I’d like LadyBohemia to offer visually, crystalized into one page.
Something romantic, feminine and elegant, with a bohemian touch… A little piece of my dreams ♥.
~*♥*~
Posted in EverydayPoesie, Home on February 23, 2012| 3 Comments »
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