Beach Party

With the risk to disappoint you, I am not what we call a ‘party girl’ at all; I’m not rushing into Dubai’s hype clubs every week end, certainly not!! Sorry…

But this week end, it was a friend birthday, so exceptionally I end up in a kind of ‘bling bling’ beach party (yes I know what you gonna say…).

Fair enough, devoted as always, I decided to take the most out of it and investigate in Dubai beach dress code…don’t be scared, it wasn’t that bad.
I was surprised by the girls really at ease in all type of clothes, seems like they live without any complex. I kind of looked like a nun that day, pulling on my skirt all the time to make sure it wasn’t too short pff…
I spotted some very nice simple look: animal print cotton dress waist-belted, floral summer dress, fuchsia top, shorts, loose t-shirts, silver sandals… and some other very ‘dubai’ like evening silky dress and louboutin plateform heels yes yes on the beach…

I will let you judge by yourself…

Bisous

Summer Afternoon

A summer afternoon in the countryside.
Nap time, everybody is asleep. The temperature is high, humid, a strong smell of honey in the air and the tic tac of an old clock.
In the garage, grandma old memories box, a dusty old sugar box where she used to keep all her precious antiques belongings: buttons, postcard of Paris, agenda, pearl necklace, a pair of cufflinks, keys, hand written love letters and four old photographs, one is cut into half, at the back is written a date 'April 1968'…

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Top Paul&Joe / Pants Sandro / Wedges Shoes Sergio Rossi / Capeline hat Vintage

EvE

Once upon a time
A little girl walking down the street
Decided to take a sweet nap in the shadow
Saw a beautiful green apple fallen from a tree
Never saw such a wonderful apple tree in this country
Wanted to taste the exquisite fruit
Delicately ate the green apple but didn’t know it was poisoned…

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Dress Paul&Joe / Top vintage / Shoes Repetto / Bag Vintage / Sunglasses chloe

Miroir Oh Miroir

Every morning, same ritual, same rush, same mobile snoozing and when I say every, I mean every single one!!

First of all, to put things in the right context, I am not what we can call a morning person, not that I’m mourning or yelling at anything alive, no just that I have hard time to wake up or at least look fresh… (Try to picture me with my cup of coffee under the shower…)

Leaving on time, looking fresh and good is one of my biggest challenge of the day.

You know; not having the black luggage under your eyes evidences of a short night or the pillow mark in your cheek… doesn’t look very chic isn’t…

Taking into consideration a major factor: the lack of time!!
Why time can not pass that quickly between 3pm and 6pm???
Someone can explain to me why 1 morning minute seems equivalent to 10 minutes daytime???

The Make-Up step:
Before I could easily afford to escape it I was just fine with my daily moisturizer, feeling sad for my other pal waking up at 6.30am and spending fortune on cream, lotion, exfoliant, mask, foundation, mascara, liner and other chemical torture. Probably another male invention to keep us busy and QUIET.

But now…I did the ‘no make up’ thing ones and only one time during the last couple of months, and I remember the freezing general chorus when I entered the office, first by the receptionist, then my two colleagues and finally my FedEx guy (!): ‘Are you alright darling? You look pale…’ ggrrrrrr I might live in Dubai now, have the sun everyday... well sorry but I don’t like the sun, tanning or any of those stuff. I'm pale!!! So ‘no make-up day’ PLUS JAMAIS!!

And oh by the way, do you have also an enemy-mirror, the one you try to avoid in every possible manner, the one you know you never look good in it, the one that give you the worst pale-old face ever… well mine is my car mirror! I even considered changing car because of this bloody kill-confidence-mirror but I realized that it was maybe a tiny bit too extreme…

Enough is enough I need to find the quick, perfect and quick solution to leave the house on time, looking fresh and good; yes the new fresh/ natural look. Means put make up without nobody founding out. Mesdames, after the effortlessly chic, the effortlessly beautiful!

In the morning, I have 4 mins chrono not one more not one less for the make-up step. So I have to be very pragmatic, only use the essential and the stuff that really works.

I have always been scared of foundation, traumatized by my old auntie and her geisha face or my friend Sophie with her cover-pimple-too-dark one.

Until one day, killing time at the duty free (only place I can buy cosmetics big beauty stores always scared me), buying my 12,356 tubes of Touche Éclat (dark-circle-eye killer), when I discovered my new life hero: the miracle YSL Radiant Touch base with incorporated brush… no no it's not just a gadget ,it is very useful, think about it: no brown mark on the fingers anymore!!
I remembered it from a female magazine, i loved the gold top.
Second best make-up invention after Touche Éclat and Terracotta. I tell you not an invention a revolution!

Nothing to do with the old fashion foundation, no I talking about the uncolored liquid one that just give you wonderful sheer, luminous finishing (wow!) and radiant éclat. Add to an anti-dark circle eye, little touch of rose blush on the cheeks, light shadow in my eyes, petit peu de mascara and light gloss. Et Voila I look straight fallen from the Swedish mountains…

Foundation you got me!

A demain (if I wake up on time)

Beat it

There are some outfits that transport you in a certain mood or period…They are like time machines!
Feel girly in skirt/high heels and audacious in glam rock style…

For example this jacket, well when I wear this jacket, it makes wanna dance! I’m serious guys. Not dance on any kind of music, no on Michael Jackson type of music... Beat it beat it tatatata ta ta (can you hear it too?)

Does it happen to you as well? The thing is my imagination is no limit… almost everything reminds me something, a smell, a feeling, an object, a character, a place….

That’s why I couldn’t help but put my mp3 player on, dance and jump on the street… People were kind of looking at me weird but eh who cares!!

Beat it beat it nananana beat it beat it…

Tomorrow Donna Summer hair do!

Bonne journee

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Jacket H&M / T-Shirt Sandro / Harem Pants TopShop / Shoes Stuart Weitzman / Bag YSL / Headphone Sennheiser