Gypsy souls, magic dust and life beyond the big 50.

Something happy and flowery, to cheer me up when I feel lost inside my chaotic creative mind. :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you would read my two first posts.

Tooth ache tonight and then I woke up later than I wanted. Not much imagination for outfits, so I just put something on and off to the market! :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you would read my two first posts.

This is was the other side of my weekend.

Last weekend, coming back from my solo performance, we found this wonderful spot along the line. Sometimes magicland is just around the corner.

A beautiful street show, from Producciones Javier Leoni together with Karlik Danza Teatro. A band playing passing under my window. It was a rich weekend. We had the cattle fair around here, and a lot of other things happened as well, as you can see above. We drunk, we ate, we talked, we laughed. It was nice. I was happily surprised by the theatre play mentioned above, as it was not announced and I know many of the people in there. And I still found time to do some crafting and, obvioulsy, for my pictures.

It has been a long weekend, and it feels like we haven´t done anything but partying since thursday. Yesterday I decided to wear something comfy to visit the cattle fair and then follow on drinking beers and rum. That top is from a catalonian make of clothes that has wonderful prints: La Isla. They are not exactely cheap, but my mum bought this one for me. A few weeks ago while I was walking around in Madrid I found a street shop selling clothes from La Isla, and I felt like bringing home half of them. Too bad I couldn´t... :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you would read my two first posts.

Nothing too exciting to start with. Very minimalistk, if one thinks in terms of composition. I do love this dress though. It is from Primark, but there is something delightfully retro about it. Primark was by far my favorite conventional shop in England. The only place I used to buy clothes apart from charity shops. (except for the ocasional treasure found in an organic clothes shop I used to know) The shoes are from Hush Puppies. My mother buys shoes for me, but now I get to choose them. I am getting more and more feminine about shoes as years go by. But first rule for shoes, for me, is still confort. I can´t do non-comfy shoes. The colour of the dress is teal, a shiny teal. I love it! What do you think? :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you read my two first posts.

It would be strange to talk about clothes and not mention my influencies and inspirations. Because every composition is influenced and inspired by something, wether the creator likes it or not. First important thing is, I don´t really have an identifiable style or, I go in and out of every style I fancy - choose the one you find more apropriated. There are some styles that influence me more than others, that is pretty obvious. I will mention them in a moment. The other important thing is inspiration...and I am inspired basically by everything that catches my eye and my soul. So...styles. The first of my loves in terms of style is Vintage. I love vintage since...well forever. I was interested in vintage clothes long before I was aware that word actually existed, long before I knew there was such thing as vintage clothing. Since I was a little girl I´d religiously collect every piece of clothing that had been in my family for long. Anything that smelled like past. I am attracted by old d

It is true. If you come from a warm climate, you will miss the warmth when it´s time for it. And I am sure I was born for hot summers. I was born in Mozambique´s capital, Maputo, former Lourenzo Marques. It is Africa, it is hot and it is a coastal city. My parents are portuguese, so we went back to Lisbon when the colonies became independent, so I really only got to live in Mozambique the first 3 years of my life. But I am sure something become engraved in me, something to do with the heat, the sun on the dry skin, the long days, the waves of heat showing up in the horizon. We then moved to Lisbon, not that hot during the summer, but still warm enough (which would be considered hot by lots of people) and still coastal. I do like a type of weather that has 4 seasons, and that´s how I spend most of my life. Four distinguished seasons. When I lived in England, for nearly 3 years, I missed the heath, the sun burning on our skins. I missed the summer, a proper summer, a summer that changes

Clothery = diary of clothes, aka, my clothes, day by day. And who, in God´s name, would ever be interested in that? Don´t know, don´t care. I like the idea and it is pretty much what matters, since this is my personal cyber space. ha! I like clothes. I like fabrics, textures, colours, shapes. I like to put 2 and 2 together and make one. I like the art of composing one´s look. My look in this case....but who else´s look would I compose anyway? I am ....well me.....and unless I turn into a fashion adviser (which I won´t, because I´m not sure I am that fond of fashion), I won´t have much chance of using anyone else as a guinea pig. And in the unlikely case I would have available guinea pigs...I would like to actually choose them,and you know how it goes with guinea pigs...the ones you choose are never the ones you have available. Apart from that, and lets be honest here, I am the main character in my life and partially, I am as well its main artistic director. So, since I was brought int