There are moments when you just need to slow down, even for a moment, let go of every to-do -list in your head… And if you’re really brave, you might even close your eyes and take it all in on a different level..
And I promise, there’s treasure everywhere.
Yesterday, I did just that, closed my eyes and let the feelings flush over me, in a special musical event here in Helsinki. And the treasure I found, when closing my eyes and letting go, led to such a flow of tears that I ended using every single kleenex of every stranger around me.
And. It was beautiful and unforgettable.
But now, let me take you to another journey… That of a LadyBohemia business trip to the South of France.
Once and again, I found myself utterly (and as usual, happily) lost this time in the beautiful ancient cultural city of Aix-en-Provence.
Without agenda or hurry, I stopped for a little cup of coffee… And closed my eyes, to take it all in.
And there it was. The most charming little fountain… Ancient buildings, medieval gates… A lovely art gallery… Not to mention the best croissant of my life.
AND a wonderous little boutique, full of tresors old and new, soooooo sophisticated and sensual, a real Aladdins cave for LadyBohemia .
And this I gotta mention… just look at the flow of this dress. It’s is a unique piece, a golden beige silk and lace dream, handmade with love by the wonderful designer Oona Elena Kassila of Moonalia Design. The skirt was originally planned to be worn at a wedding, by a guest, but sorry, I just don’t have the patience to wait for some of my friends to tie the knot..
And, I must say, we’ve already encountered the most memorable experiences together with this skirt.
I wore it yesterday, at the preview of the record to come, and I’m sure it has marks of my tears here and there… And in fact I welcome each and every one of them.
And then… As I didn’t plan it very carefully, I wore this dress when I needed to carry a two heavy suitcases to a boutique… As this lovely dress has a lace train, my two boys walked behind me, carrying my train. Not a word of complaint – they’re rather used to me.
Again, a moment never to forget. Probably to all the passers-by as well..
The brocante life in Aix… I just love it.
You might come across an item that just says WaaaaaOoooH take me home I’m yours… But in any case, you get to see pieces with hundreds of years of history, tradition, stories… If only they could talk.
I for one would listen.
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