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

And how fresh the air smells with this untamed sudden wind. Our bodies still hold fragments of the eterntity of the summer afternoons, where everything was in silence suspension. Now comes the freshness and it feels like we're pushed into human life again, slowly, softly, tenderly.... Hot cordials, teas and coffees; fire coloured dancing leaves; cosy blankets; pumpkins, quinces and chestnuts; fresh untamed winds; dramatic sunsets; scones, pancakes and apple pies; long walks through changing nature; knitted clothes; colourful yarns; soft melodies; watching movies curled up in the sofa; early starts; berets and wool hats; memories of unstarted notebooks; jams and marmelades; cold hands; crafting ideas; photographs; dried figs and dates; warm colours; endless skies. Here we are again.

Pregnancy is a special state, in which one feels in deep connection to the nature and to their most transcendent self. Eventually, it reaches an end. It was not until the last two weeks of it that I became really anxious to know my little one. And when I did, my first comment was: ''she is perfect''. And so she is. No experience can compare with this one. Everything that can be said about it, it's an understatement. :) :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you would read my two first posts.

I was lucky enough to have the ''big bump'' part of my pregnancy during spring time....the best time ever to have a big bump. Apart from the weather being quite pleasant, everything was flourishing, so it was a very poetic a beautiful time for me. :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you would read my two first posts.

Last post didn't work out so well in terms of layout, but I will just keep going instead of trying to correct that. Some more pictures of pregnancy: When the bump started to show. Again, no pregnancy clothes. And then pregnancy started to inspire to take other sort of shots. Thankfully, spring started early around here, alowing for light clothes when the bump was starting to be a REAL one! Summer dresses against spring water flowers, dancing with the wind.

So I think I am back. The long absence was due to many things, between which the most important is that I am now a proud mum to a gorgeous 2,5 months old little baby. Pregnancy was a time when I needed my space and silence but shortly after the baby was born I felt the need to reconect with the world. So...back to blogging it is. And I want to put things in their places as well. This blog goes back to its original aim, which was to register the particularities of my style, especially when it comes to clothes, although that can be expanded to decoration and anything style related. It is likely that I will post some baby clothing in here as well from now on, but I will not post pictures of my baby....at least not pictures that show her face. Not that I worry too much about internet privacy and all that jazz, as I tend to think that with so many people on the internet and so many pictures around who would do something really bad using my pictures in particular. But the

These are old photos I have been playing around with through edition. Photography is one of my dreams yet to fullfil. I want to learn how to doit well and buy a decente camera. But while that doesn't happen, I can always have some fun with this photo editing programs! :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you would read my two first posts.

“When we're incomplete, we're always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we're still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on--series polygamy--until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment. Nobody else can provide it for us, and to believe otherwise is to delude ourselves dangerously and to program for eventual failure every relationship we enter.” - Tom Robbins

What's life without rambling conversations under the stars? How could I ever considered being alive if I had never had an unlikely dream? How could I live without watercolours in my drawer?

Saturday morning. Racing mind on a slow body. Humidity outside reminds me of the seaside. ''I've got so many dreams that I don't know where to put them.'' Missing long talks with alike minds. All we have is our present, let's make it magical.

I really miss posting photographs.

As the year starts I think about all of the things I can do to improve my life. Then I get carried away and think about things that have been in my ''to do one day'' things since forever, to which new wishes have been added over the time. Some of the really old ones are: * learn photography * make my own clothes * learn how to draw * grow my own vegetables * make the biggest number of eatable things at home (as marmelades, etc)... * learn italian * travel others have been added along the years: * learn japanese and french * live in yet another country(s) (I'm portuguese and I´ve lived in England and now Spain) * learn video and ilustration These are actually just a few, I'll be adding to them. As for this year, I would like to be able to be a lot more generous and tolerant. I am about to be a mother and I think that is a good reason to try to improve myself as a person... I would like to wish everybody a wonderful 2011!

I want to come back to bloging on here. This new year is very promising and as per always there are so many things I dream of doing. I think I will be talking about them on and off, but in clothery I want to go back to what it was created for in the first place: clothes, personal style and variations around it. I am 4 months pregnant and I have been wondering how to mantain my personal style and be pregnant. The reason why this is relevant to me is because I find pregnancy one of the most beautiful states a woman can go through, and therefore I want to wellcome it the best way and feel beautiful and more importantly, to feel like ''myself''. I have a hard to describe style, but it is something in between hippie, gipsy, folk and vintage, or better saying a combination of aspiring to all those styles at the same time hahahaha. Or maybe I am just describing the styles that are most appealing to me, and in the end my style is just a combination that comes from my personal t