Here is the 2nd article of the Superwomen Series, if you missed the 1st article click on the following link:
Are we born brave or do we become brave?
This is the question I would like to ask some women, especially Ruby Bridges.
On November 14, 1960, Ruby, 6 years old, was the first black child to join the William Frantz Elementary all-white school in New Orleans, Louisiana (U.S.A.).
She had to be accompanied by federal marshals by order of President Eisenhower, because the local police refused to protect her. The first day at school, she spent it with her mother, in the principal’s office, unable to access her class because of protest. In the first year, only one teacher agreed to teach her and Ruby was the only student.
Ruby was not aware of the story that was being played and how this event was going to determine her life. This accomplished woman is now leading the Ruby Bridges Foundation created in 1999.
Far from having traumatised the child she was, she fights for "tolerance, respect and recognition of all differences".
Some people can therefore show exemplary courage without realising it, and that from their youngest age.
I often say that courage comes from determination. When you want something more than anything in the world, you fight for it, sometimes going beyond the prejudices and the misunderstanding of your loved ones.
It reminds me of Queen Christina of Sweden (1626-1689) who renounced her throne and country for her religious convictions. Her desire for freedom dictated her decisions and neither her family nor her compatriots could restrain her. A fate all drawn and glitzy but not the one she wanted. She has shaken up propriety and monarchy, accepted criticism; when you know what you want, and you are determined to obtain it, nothing seems impossible.
A destiny is chosen for us but we decide another one, that’s courage for me!
Like Christine, everyone can discover courage in themselves, just have the right motivation, a dream that makes you fight to achieve it.
Of course, this is reminiscent of Martin Luther King's famous speech of August 28, 1963, "I have a dream". Being sure of your right and your convictions to face the whole earth, to brave hate and stupidity, to follow the path that we trace despite storms.
I like this quote: Grow through what you go through.
In their song Superheroes (song at the end of the article), the band The Script gives a definition of superhero that I particularly like:
When you've been fighting for it all your life
You've been struggling to make things right
That’s how a superhero learns to fly
Every day, every hour, turn the pain into power
This assurance in my decisions and choices have determined my courage several times in my life. Not to mention respect and love that I have for myself. I refuse to accept a future that is not mine, a future dictated by relatives, society, stereotypes, politics, religion, the media ...
Love yourself, respect yourself, listen to yourself, accept who you are, and pursue your dreams. This is for me the combination of courage. So, what are you waiting for releasing your bravery and for becoming your own superhero!!
I haven’t talked about my solo wedding for quite a while, so here is a new article about it, and a subject which will please girls!
If obviously the dress was my first concern, the shoes came immediately after.
I have a real addiction for shoes! I must have about 130 pairs of shoes from all brands: Louboutin, Marc Jacobs, Celine, Nicholas Kirkwood, Max Mara, Ralph Lauren, Stuart Weitzman, Salvatore Ferragamo, Burberry, Michael Kors, Kurt Geiger ...
In psychology we call it Cinderella syndrome, we don’t stop buying shoes because we haven’t found the one! Knowing that I married myself and that I no longer look for Prince Charming, I risk collecting shoes for a long time! Hahaha
And my friends know me well because they’ve given me very personal birthday cards:
I display my shoes as pieces of art because for me they are more than accessories to walk.
Depending on my mood and who I want to be for the day, I will choose a specific pair. Shoes give me confidence, they connect me to the ground and make me sexy when it's necessary. And to be a superwoman, as in my last article superwomen.html
we need great shoes and designers are not lacking in this area.
Sometimes I can spend a whole day wearing different models at home just for fun ... One of my little pleasures.
I even have some pairs that I’ve never worn but just to have them in my closet boosts my ego.
Moreover, Freud said that foot is the symbol of power for a woman.
Obviously, for my wedding I had to do very thorough research and surf hours and hours on the internet. I sifted all the designers: Oscar de la Renta, Ralph & Russo, Giuseppe Zanotti, Emmy London, Dolce & Gabbana, SJP by Sarah Jessica Parker, Roger Vivier, Manolo Blahnik, Prada, Sophia Webster, Tamara Mellon, Gucci, Nicholas Kirkwood, Jimmy Choo, Kurt Geiger London, Aquazurra, Freya Rose, and many more ...
I needed the perfect pair for my big day! And nothing better than my best man to accompany me to the Parisian shops.
Dior, Chanel, Valentino, Givenchy, Ferragamo, Louboutin ...
I don’t know how many pairs I’ve tried! But I really enjoyed it!
Finally, Cinderella smiled, she found the right one:
I couldn’t imagine a better pair than this one. A delicate fabric like my fragility, my favourite colour bright and feminine in the theme of my flowers, a stiletto heel very sexy but not too high to be able to perform the 3 choreographies of my evening.
And that red sole that all women cherish and that makes men blush.
In addition, I have the chance to buy them in the famous shop of Rue Saint Honoré in Paris, that's magical.
Being beautiful from head to toe, to start the first day of my new life and celebrate my rebirth. Good in my head and on my high heels!
Wear your favourite shoes, be confident and dance on this hit of 1966:
In my previous article "Unicorn" I mentioned that there were already plenty of superwomen.
I had to mention a few, so here's the first article in a series about brave women.
Today is the 14th of July or Bastille Day, the national day for the French. To celebrate this event, as a very old tradition firemen organise a ball in their fire stations all around the country.
I grew up in a fire station, as a fireman's daughter, I know very well how difficult it is to be a firefighter. If these firemen are often considered heroes, well these firewomen are superwomen!
Prove her worth in a man's world is never easy, no matter what the job is.
The last time I went to San Francisco (U.S.A.), I discovered the photograph of Lillie Hitchcock Coit, a teenager who became an honorary member of a San Francisco brigade in 1859, after helping firefighters on a fire.
Women have always helped put out fires, whether in the countryside or in boarding schools. Their participation had increased during the two world wars, yet most countries in the world didn’t recognise firewomen as professionals until the 1970s.
Joey Lawrence @joeyldotcom, a Canadian photographer based in New York paid tribute to New York firefighters in a series of remarkable portraits. One of them is the portrait of Jackie Martinez, she was the 29th woman to join the fire department in 2006. Today, New York has 72 women against 11,000 men!
In the United States, there are today more than 6,500 professional firewomen and approximately 40,000 female volunteers.
In France, firewomen were finally accepted by a decree of 1976. In 2016, about 14% of the volunteer and professional workforce are women (36,000 women), but only 3% are officers.
Fifteen years ago, India accepted the first female firefighter, end of 2017 they were about 3,000. In addition, this year, a new milestone, a woman took her duties as a firefighter in an Indian airport.
Courageous women who brave prejudices and push back the limits of intolerance and inequality. Women who accept their dreams and fight to achieve them.
Finally, a hero is like an angel, he has no sex when it comes to saving lives. So, let's pay tribute to those women and men who risk and sadly give their lives for us!
I also want to wish a Happy Birthday to my friend Axelle, another important woman in my life.
Have a good Bastille Day everyone!
Song: Free by Emeli Sandé
Unicorns are my thing of the moment.
You know children create an imaginary world to grow without apprehension. Well, now I need my imaginary world.
Of course, I'm not saying I'm going to see a unicorn in the street tomorrow, but hey, I like that belief about this imaginary animal. It appeared in different cultures and at different times since Antiquity. Although it’s not part of Greek mythology, ancient Greek writers reported unicorns were living in India. In the Middle Ages and the Renaissance, it was a symbol of grace and purity. It was said that its horn had healing powers and as a result a whole trade was organised around it. Narwhal tusks were sold as genuine unicorn horns.
By the way, until the 19th century, people actually believed in its existence and it was described in encyclopedias and natural history books.
It's amazing all the items you can find. I admit that I resist not to buy all of them
Some small objects couldn’t pass my temptation. These are like my new talismans or charms.
Unicorn is a fantastic, dreamlike world. It's beautiful, pure, elegant, delicate.
I also admit I have purchased some makeup. Again, I'm not really going to make me unicorn but just a few small touches, just to give me self-confidence in dog days; a kind of charm to illuminate my day. I could have chosen a super heroine, but there are already lots of super women, aren’t they girls?!?
Well, it's like that, today the unicorn, tomorrow we’ll see ... but at least if I want to get rid of all these accessories, I can give them to my 5 years old goddaughter!
I'm a fan of Frozen and Queen Elsa, but at almost 40 with no child, it's much more complicated to explain to people ...
In addition, cosplay, abbreviation of Costume + Play, this practice of wearing costume that represents a character, is spreading out with more and more members. Japan has 600,000 cosplayers but the phenomenon is now global, and conventions are growing everywhere: France, the U.K., the United States, Canada, Australia, India ...
Proof that as adult we need to dream awake again and again. And when the world is too narrow minded, other universes welcome us.
Finally, we say that imagination is the greatest source of inspiration. Aristotle said: "There is no genius without a grain of madness. "
Haaaaaaa these Greeks!
Let's follow this adage, let's be crazy, put on your glitter, dance to the following song, Paradise by George Ezra and just like me, believe in unicorns!
First, for those who haven’t read the first article:
All women are not equal to egg freezing, in addition to the laws prohibiting it in some countries (see first article) the cost can be high, it’s not accessible to everybody and it’s necessary to devote time and to have minimum of stress.
Stress my worst enemy. On 2 occasions I couldn’t start the ovarian stimulation treatment because of ovarian cyst which had developed just at the wrong time. Besides me who always had perfect planned period, from my first appointment at the clinic, everything went unplanned!
I must admit that even being a tower of strength, there were many ups and downs. It's not easy to manage and you must be very well surrounded, and I don’t tell when I was under treatment, I passed from laughter to tears permanently! My friends have been extraordinarily supportive, I can’t thank them enough for having been there for me, and my best friend told me during the first failure, I quote " friends are not only there in good time... "I love you.
10 ultrasounds, blood tests with pages and pages of results and 18 injections in total.
My ovarian follicles were growing slowly, we had to extend the treatment which was 10 days initially, and apart from that I shouldn’t stress ... long live yoga (and sangria drunk responsibly obviously).
Injections to self-administer every night before bedtime, it's rather impressive, if you are afraid of needles I strongly advise not to do it!
The few days before and after the collection, my ovaries were huge and painful, which made me difficult to move and walk.
You must be very motivated. In addition, no one could accompany me this time I had to manage it completely alone, well with a million messages and phone calls to my friends!
A first appointment with the doctor and an ultrasound to establish a first assessment. A very detailed explanation with pictures and diagrams of the process and the expected results. Then, a list all the tests to perform. Finally, I get a quote. For me, my decision was made without any hesitation, I just had to decide when to come back.
When all the conditions are right, which for me took a few months and my body's control by the pill, we start the treatment with injections to activate the production of oocytes. 10 years of fertility in this box:
Then, it’s necessary to prevent oocytes from coming out of the follicles, thus another injection in complement with the first:
Finally, the last injection and not a small one for the final maturation before the collection.
In addition to being intimidating by the size of the needle, this one must be filled by yourself with a certain quantity of mixture that you make from 4 bottles ... No, no, no stress at all... I never had to defuse a bomb but I think it's pretty close hahaha. If you are nil with your hands, get help!!
The collection was performed under general anaesthesia, and I had a few hours to wake up gently, before being told the number of my eggs that will be frozen: 10!
The clinic is very well equipped and very welcoming. Private lounges allow you to wait in privacy. I only met 2 patients during all my visits.
My doctor spoke English but the rest of the staff spoke French, my mother tongue. Everyone was very accessible and it was also easy to contact them. I have absolutely nothing wrong to say about the organisation, they are very professional and attentive. I recommend them without hesitation and the day I decide to follow up I will call them again.
A little reminder of biology since one of my friends asked me some details. Women produce several eggs per cycle but only one will be released in the hope of being fertilised, while the others will die. As part of the freezing process, hormonal treatment ensures that as many eggs as possible are mature for collection.
I don’t know if I will use my frozen eggs one day, but it's the assurance of not having regret. Obviously even with 10 eggs I'm not sure to have a child. All eggs won’t survive freezing, then there is thawing and sperm injection. Next the growth of fertilised eggs in a laboratory and the uterus to prepare to receive one egg or more. Finally, being pregnant or not and reach full term.
Somehow, I'm happy to see that nature still impacts even though it can be a hard reality to accept when no treatment works ...
This practice has been developed a lot in the last 5 years.
Moreover, research and methods are progressing, which increases my chances of having a child with my frozen eggs. In addition to cryopreservation of oocytes, today it’s possible in some countries such as the United States to cryopreserve embryos. Recently also some doctors talk about ovarian rejuvenation by injecting the patient's blood cells into the ovaries, which would restimulate egg production. Research never stops ...
I’ve been 4 times in Madrid to achieve my goal but what a great accomplishment.
On the top of that, it gave me the opportunity to visit Madrid, this fantastic city, full of charm and history.
Some people expect from life a happy ending, my happiness I build it myself day after day, one step after another! Believe in your dreams and give yourself the means to achieve them!
Song: Calum Scott & Leona Lewis-You are the reason.
A new milestone in my life, modern medicine has just offered me 12 years of fertility; June 6, 2018, 10 of my oocytes have been frozen.
A year that I think of doing it, but only 6 months since my first appointment at the Eugin Clinic in Madrid, a clinic specialised in fertility.
What a relief! I’m feeling that I can plan the rest of my life again, my future is safe in a… freezer.
To be honest if my ex hadn’t left me, I would have never considered it. And yet from my point of view, every woman should do it as soon as possible. How many women have had difficulty having a child? Cryopreservation gives you another chance ... It's a life insurance, an insurance to give life.
Like most women, I imagined finding Prince Charming, getting married, buying the house of our dreams, adopting a beagle or a chow-chow, and then having wonderful children. Just now, life has decided otherwise. As for marriage, well I have already satisfied my dream with my solo wedding in Santorini. Now, I wish to become a mother. The problem is that my body and my ovaries have an expiry date that is getting close.
Before age 27, the probability of becoming pregnant is around 80%, by the age of 37, there is a 52% chance of being pregnant and it decreases day after day.
Probability of pregnancy (chart provided by Timefreeze)
WITHOUT frozen eggs
WITH frozen eggs
After 41 years old, the percentage plunges and there is only 36% of chance of being pregnant when you’re 42.
Of course, it also depends on your health and your body, these are statistics and there are always exceptions. Let's be clear, storing frozen eggs is only the first step, it doesn’t mean that you’ll be pregnant...
I then decided to opt for the cryopreservation of my oocytes, a process that will postpone my infertility by 10 years. To my surprise, I discovered that is not allowed in 3 European countries, Austria, Malta and France! However, in France it can be accepted for medical reason or egg donation. French women usually go to Belgium or Spain to perform this procedure.
In Australia, the first country where women had access to this method, it’s a common practice and it’s encouraged there. Now living in Europe, I’ve chosen Spain which is the European leader in the field and performs more than 60% of oocyte collection.
The time and money to finance this project is what I save for later. This is the price for not having regrets.
A friend told me how emotionally it was easier to handle this situation alone than in a relationship.
So yes, it's difficult to manage all of it alone but I'm strong and resilient, and it's for a good reason. I do it for myself but not only, I think about my future partner who may want children from me. I also think of one of my gay friends who wants to become a father someday, and then to my little sister. Who knows who may need my resources?
Men can procreate more or less at any age, they are not aware of this but they should because unless they are in a relationship with a very young woman, they will experience too the problems of infertility. If this is the gentleman who has a disorder, madame will be able to wait for him to be in good shape.
From now on, big American companies have understood this need and are financing for their employees the measures of procreation and access to parenthood.
To name just a few: Apple, Facebook, Estée Lauder, Spotify, Netflix, Patagonia ...
You never know what life will be and unfortunately this preservation is strongly recommended in the case of endometriosis, or before starting chemotherapy for cancer.
I took the liberty to prolong my fertility, a freedom that is priceless! And I hope a right to women that will be acquired in the coming years as are the right to contraception and abortion.
Thanks to the team at the clinic who cared for me from A to Z, and a special thanks to Dr. Manuel Izquierdo and the nurse Beatriz, so attentive and very kind.
Read Part 2:
Song : Only love can hurt like this by Paloma Faith
Some men believe they have a monopoly of the broken heart, and don’t hesitate to tell you that they have suffered so much in the past, that they are bulletproof, and no one can make them suffer again. How lucky they are!! Despite the countless times I’ve been dumped, I continue to suffer every time a guy breaks up with me. What is the secret of titanium heart, impenetrable metal to heartbreak, to love criticism, to solitary despair?
In fact, I believe that these men decided to stop loving, they closed their hearts. But again, how do they realise this sleight of hand? Should we have an unfailing motivation as we stop smoking? Or to repeat it every morning as a mantra, use hypnosis...We wake up one morning and we say it's decided I'll never love again.
Is it really a good thing not to love? For sure it’s easier to close oneself to others to avoid suffering again. However, I believe that life is nothing without love, feeling my heart beating, that's what makes me feel alive and enjoy life!
One of my favourite movies is Meet Joe Black, there's a passage that moved me, this is when Bill (Antony Hopkins) addresses his daughter Susan (Claire Forlani), the tirade says, " Love is passion, obsession... something you can't live without. I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy, that will love you the same way back. How do you find them, well...you forget your head and listen to your heart. 'cause the truth is Honey, there's no sense in living your life without this, to make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well... you haven't lived a life at all. But you have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived."
I followed to his words to the letter, I tried a lot and therefore lived a lot! And too bad if my heart is broken. Being in love is worth all the happiness of the world ...
Unfortunately, there are consequences to this risk taking. I am the designer of my own catastrophe, to mention a quote I found recently.
When a man breaks my heart, first, I eat, or rather I stuff myself with food, with a preference for ice cream. No, it's not a myth, girls eat ice cream to console themselves. If it's not enough, it all depends on how attached I was to the man in question, I drink (responsibly of course).
Then, if I was in love and moving on is difficult and painful, I cut my hair!
Whenever I tell people that I had long hair in the past, nobody believes me. Well I missed luck in my life and many men disappointed me. It's been ten years now that I have a short haircut, many different styles and well, the shorter my hair is, sexier I am!
Let's see if it still applies, I'm back at Un Brin de Jenny in Reims and we're going to drastically shorten my hair.
I believe that each time I cut my hair, I also eliminate my sadness and disappointment. I get rid of these men/ millstones who pull me down and prevent me from rising.
It’s also a way to assert myself more and regain some androgynous (male?) confidence. A sexy woman with a man mind.
So, the more I am dumped, the more I cut my hair ... I must choose my next boyfriend carefully, because at this pace, I will soon be fully shaved! Something that will eventually happen in one way or another because I really want to see what I look like without hair, madness when you hold me!
Well, result in a moment.
“Every heartbreak makes it hard to keep the faith” (as Lady Gaga says in the song to follow), despite that I prefer my tender heart to titanium heart and it's a good excuse to change my hairstyle!
Spread love around you and love yourself, you are amazing!!
One year already!!
My first wedding anniversary! Time is flying. In this particular day I wanted to write a special article and give you more details about the ceremony.
For those who haven’t read my previous articles, I married myself on May 27, 2017 on the wonderful island of Santorini in Greece. The first solo wedding celebrated there and probably the first French citizen to do so.
The reason for this particular event: my fiancé who abandoned me in full wedding preparation 3 months before the D-day.
Everyone has had a broken heart once in a lifetime. The most difficult thing is to find energy when there is no left. Even so, very deeply in your heart, there is love for yourself and you must use it to nourish new energy.
Alicia Keys said: " Sometimes you just need to start again in order to fly".
I wrote all the proceedings of the ceremony; my two witnesses made a speech and I exchanged vows with them and with myself.
An official ceremony with a celebrant, a photographer, a Greek buffet, a DJ, fireworks, everything was there but nevertheless a celebration in intimacy with 8 guests.
I knew that I would have the support of my family and my friends, they are used to my adventures but I didn’t know how my wedding planner would react... Her response was extremely touching and encouraging. She later confessed that it had been a great source of hope and inspiration for her.
In the end, a great party that freed me from my painful past and made me look at me with a benevolent and loving eye.
Nothing is too good for you, be selfish, money is only a piece of paper if you don’t spend it. I pursued my grandiose ideas and I offered myself the wedding of my dreams. Happiness belongs only to you!
Everything was absolutely perfect; my guests were delighted with everything and I was literally thrilled!
Here is the list of the great providers of this extraordinary day:
Dress: Atelier Pronovias, Shop Brides of Brisbane - Brisbane City (Australia)
Alterations: PQ Fashions, Brisbane City (Australia)
Shoes: Edward Meller (Day), Christian Louboutin (Evening)
Ring: Antique Cameo, Shop Precious Stones Brisbane (Australia)
Jewellery: Cassandra Lynne (U.S)
Tiara: JJ's House
Clutch bag: Forever New
Jacket: Yves Salomon
Hairdressing, Makeup, Manicure: by myself
Wedding Planners: Divine Weddings Santorini, Maria Alexandrapoulos & Katerina Panagopoulou, Santorini (Greece)
Venue: Venetsanos Winery, Megalochori, Santorini (Greece)
Celebrant: John Kavallaris, Santorini (Greece)
Photographer: Alexander Hadji, Santorini (Greece)
Flowers: Betty Flowers, Santorini (Greece)
DJ & Light: Multimedia Events, Santorini (Greece)
Catering: Spicy Bites, Santorini (Greece)
Drinks: Wine from Venetsanos Winery, Champagne Cuvée Clovis (Maison Batillot & Fils, France)
Wedding cake: Petranart, Megalochori, Santorini (Greece)
Fireworks: Skylight Santorini Fireworks, Santorini (Greece)
Accommodation: Ampelonas Apartments, Imerovigli, Santorini (Greece)
Thank you all for making this day the beginning of my new life, it is engraved in my heart!
Next step? After the wedding, people usually buy a house, have a baby, take a dog in... Stay tuned for the next episode of my life!
I couldn’t finish this article without wishing a Happy Mother's Day to all mums and also to those becoming one!
Song: Rise Up by Andra Day
I can’t forgive my ex-fiancé yet, it will come someday I hope so. In the meantime, I try to make peace with myself. How not to blame myself for being so wrong and having a dead end? Fortunately, I passed the questioning period and my choices were what they were. I must not regret anything. From now on, I’m free to act and think as an individual not as a couple. A new freedom, a new breath, a new chapter of my life…
People say that music has charms to soothe a savage breast. It is essential in my life. It calms my nerves when I’m ready to implode, it revitalises me when I have no energy, it makes me forget my current worries and transports me elsewhere, it warms me of my loneliness. Recently, I had the chance to attend a concert by Joshua Edelman and Yelsy Heredia at the Central Cafe in Madrid. Two hours of pure emotion, I left the heart light and vibrant with happiness!
It reminds me of Oscar Peterson's magnificent composition, Hymn to Freedom, created in 1962 by this Canadian jazz musician, and played by Joshua Edelman at a concert a few years ago.
Freedom of thought, expression, religion or individual freedom, whatever yours, enjoy this wonderful rendition of Hymn to Freedom and let’s celebrate our freedom:
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Joaquin Sorolla is a Spanish painter who was born in 1863 in Valencia (Spain) and died in 1923 at Cercedilla (Spain).
His work is admired for his portraits and landscapes with a particular attention put on daylight.
Sorolla was passionate about fashion and liked to offer beautiful clothes to his wife Clothilde. Hence this beautiful exhibition, Sorolla and Fashion at the Thyssen-Bornemisza National Museum in Madrid (Spain) until May 27 2018. The paintings are exhibited with the clothing and accessories, which makes this visit very original.
Sorolla travelled a lot, Madrid, London, New York, Paris. He painted a lot in France and especially in Biarritz.
A leap in time and space to put stars in our eyes and discover the history of fashion. So, do not miss this exhibition if you are in Madrid.
And for those who want to know more about this artist, a short video on his technique:
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For 10 years, every important stage of my life I offer myself a ring, it's my 5th. I admit that this time, this ring represents a very unusual event of my life. You notice that I’m talking about a ring and not a wedding band. From my vision of sologamy, I wanted a ring that affirms my personality, not a band that would repel potential suitors.
Initially, I wanted a pearl, a diamond even a black diamond or a pink gem. These elements fit me pretty well, I like it when it's elegant with character.
I was looking for something really special and I found it in a shop that sells antique jewellery in Brisbane (Australia).
This is a cameo circa 1900 made in the United States, depicting a portrait of a woman, with yellow gold and a diamond.
I always wanted a cameo. It's historical, timeless, it's passed down from generation to generation. A miniature work of art, hand carved from a technique dating back to Ancient Egypt. Cameos were very popular in Rome and Ancient Greece, then during the Renaissance and the 19th Century. While France, England, the United States and Germany have produced many cameos, Italy remains unquestionably the major place. Moreover, the word Cameo comes from Italian meaning "to engrave", which would come from the ancient Arabic "khamea" for amulet.
Some of my friends like to call me Lady L. because of my good manners and elegance, so I wanted something that looks like me. When I saw this ring in the window it was obvious. A woman to celebrate another woman.
My previous acquisitions were modern, I wanted an antique to lead me to a better future thanks to its past vibes. I imagine that this ring belonged before to a woman with temperament and a very sure taste. I was therefore a legitimate heiress.
In addition, the colours and style of the ring went perfectly with my skin tone, my Renaissance style dress, my accessories and even the theme of the wedding.
I’ve decided to wear it on the left middle finger. Several years ago, when I bought my 3rd ring, I went to Chanel Joaillerie, Place Vendôme in Paris. The shop’s manager who looked after me, told me to avoid the ring finger to always give the chance to a new lover. I continue to follow her advice...
Finally, a ring made in the United States, bought in Australia for a ceremony in Greece. It seems that this lady likes to travel exactly like me!!
To conclude, my guests took place on this song, which already set the tone for the ceremony:
Superwoman - Alicia Keys
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What I love about Madrid (Spain) is whenever you visit this beautiful city, there are always art exhibits to attend.
Art is one of my hobbies, I’m always curious, moved, inspired by art work.
Salvador Dali said: “A true artist is not one who is inspired, but one who inspires others.”
When I was 14, I had a very high mark for an art work as a school assignment. I found it the other day in old papers I keep. This work was inspired by a major artist, Andy Warhol, born in 1928 in Pittsburgh (Pennsylvania-USA) and died in 1987 in New York (NY-USA). More than 20 years later, I have the great opportunity to admire his talent closely!
This week I would like to talk about a current exhibition of Andy Warhol: El Arte Mecanico (Mechanical Art) at Caixa Forum in Madrid. It displays around 350 pieces and documents from different periods of his life, from the 50s as a young commercial graphic designer, to the 80s as a pop art master.
Everybody knows his work even the young generation. Then, it’s absolutely fantastic to be able to see his work.
So if you are in Madrid or plan to go, don’t miss this exhibition!
El Arte Mecanico, Andy Warhol till 6 May 2018
Caixa Forum, Madrid (Spain)
If you want to learn more about pop art, this video is for you:
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My solo wedding is the first ever organised on the beautiful island of Santorini. I am not sure but it’s possible that it’s also the first in Greece and even the first solo wedding of a French citizen.
What is good with novelty is that there is everything to create and I love it! I’ve written the entire ceremony, I’ve decided everything and made this event a perfectly customised event. The celebrant and the wedding planners gave me carte blanche and just followed my instructions on the day. Yes, I wanted an official to attend even if sologamy is not legally recognised.
I’ve been inspired by solo weddings in Japan and the United States where this practice exists for more than 10 years. In Japan, the wedding focuses more on the fashion side: to wear a beautiful dress, perfectly hair-dressed with a gorgeous make-up and to have beautiful photos as memory. In the U.S., on the other hand, the symbolic aspect is stronger, it is a pact with yourself. I’ve chosen to do a mix and basically it was like a traditional wedding without a groom!
Lots of emotions that day, it was not something that I was prepared for, it was supposed to be the formalisation of several years of life with the man I loved. Instead, I found myself alone in front of the celebrant, alone to pronounce vows but not so alone really, my family and friends were there supporting me. On the top of that, Santorini, this magical island that carries me.
To understand better, here are the details of the ceremony:
My witnesses carry my train all along
Today, front of your family and friends, we promise to remind you your vows while you lose faith and confidence in yourself.
I put the ring on my left middle finger.
To conclude this article, I would like to acknowledge the celebrant, the photographer, my 8 guests, and especially my 2 wedding planners. Nothing would have been possible without all of you! Thank you!!
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Some of you have not seen your family for some time and look forward to spending time with them for Easter. The subject of this week is then found: Happiness!
Especially because some people recently asked me how I was doing to be so madly and openly happy. Well, life is too short to be wasted being bored or complaining. Go out, explore, discover, be curious, adventurous. Happiness is everywhere and closer that what you think, just open your eyes and your mind.
Despite hardships and a broken heart, I’m trying to enjoy every moment of my life. I can’t talk about happiness with a big H because I’m still broken and rebuilding myself, but every day there are little things that make me smile and laugh. These things make me feel alive and put all together, yes I am happy. There is no room for plans or doubts in my mind, one moment after another I take what life gives me and I smile it back.
On March 20, it was the International Day of Happiness and many events took place around the world. This day was created by the United Nations in 2013, which sees the pursuit of happiness as an essential human goal. Do you know that Bhutan uses a different index than Gross National Product (GNP) to measure the standard of living? They have been using Gross National Happiness (GNH) since the early 1970s. So, what are you waiting for being a part of this wonderful international effort??
For my part, here are the little secrets of my happiness:
A jazz concert with my best friend
Riding a unicorn on a summer afternoon
A coffee on Kokkini Hani beach with friends
Drink champagne at breakfast
The kiss of a new lover on my collarbone
Play Can’t stop the feeling! when I wake up
The sunshine on my skin in early spring
Dance all night and go to bed at sunrise
Have an orgasm of vaflaki (name of a dessert)
A dried flower in a notebook
A cup of tea at Tekoe-Madrid (Spain)
My happiness is made of little things, find yours and share them in the comments!
I wish you all a Happy Easter and don’t forget to be happy!!!
A very appropriate song: Don’t Worry Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin
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Pieces of my life, shameless outpouring on the pixelized surface of a screen. I’ve never had Facebook, twitter, instagram or other social network, it's the first time I want to share widely these very intimate episodes of my life. I’m usually very secretive and discreet regarding my private life but I feel ready and I think this turnaround is necessary, a kind of shock therapy.
My fiancé broke off our engagement 3 months before our wedding ceremony, it was a year ago. It leaves permanent scars. To avoid being engulfed by my grief and drowning in my own tears, I’ve coped with my own weapons, I’ve created a survival bubble, I’ve refocused on myself and as usual I’ve shaken up standards. I’ve organised a solo wedding or self-marriage on a paradise island. I always do crazy and unconventional things which is certainly my main personality trait.
It will take time to be able to swallow, to turn the page properly, to forgive also.
I’m like a phoenix, I reborn from my ashes at every hardship but sometimes we must admit that we are weak to be stronger.
That's why I’ve created this blog. I could evacuate my anger and sadness, highlight my passions and my actions.
To let myself go, to accept the support of my friends, one shoulder to cry on is sometimes all that we need.
You have to know how to forgive to move forward and I'm not ready yet, but everything starts here with you. People tell me that I am strong and brave, that I am a fighter, and if for once I lower my defences for a few seconds, if I accept my defeat to better get up later.
I’m not here to shout to the world that I’m unhappy, I am here to demonstrate that each of us can realise his dreams and be happy without following a pre-established pattern. Shake up standards, get out of the stereotypes, create your life, surprise the utopians, convince the detractors!
Many people were touched and inspired by my experience, that’s why I’ve decided to share my story.
I like the idea to inspire people and change their lives positively. Just as so many people inspire me every day, I also wish to pay homage to them in this blog.
Writing is my means of expression, my safety valve; I let go, I let off steam, I lay on paper what I dare not say.
Maybe you'll recognize yourself in my stories, maybe not.
In this blog, of course I will tell you in detail my solo wedding, but I will also talk about my mood, my favourites and all my follies! A book is also in preparation ...
Thank you to everyone who encouraged me in this project, expressed their reservations and gave their wise advice.
Here is my blog, it's my life, my dreams, my inspiration ...
A very appropriate song for this article: Burden down by Jennifer Hudson.
When a woman feels depressed, she goes to the hairdresser. As if to see herself in the mirror with eyes puffed up by tears, dark circles of fatigue, dull complexion for lack of sun will give her a smile. To be honest we rather want to cry even more. I don’t understand why we see so much of our flaws in the hairdresser’s mirror. Do you have the same impression as me? The poor eyebrows, that huge black spot on the cheek that I had never seen before, and when did this deep wrinkle next to the right eye appear? And how many more white hair since the last time?? I'm sitting in this terrible chair because of course I'm depressed; winter is not my thing, the cold, the slippery sidewalks, the overheated shops. It's not for nothing that I lived in Queensland! During winter time, 7 degrees in the morning and it did not last more than two months. Anyway, I need a boost, an exciting thing to cheer me up, I like to be very sophisticated in the winter because with all these layers of clothing I find it hard to express myself. And since I do not work for the moment, I have the right to all the eccentricities. So today it will be a colour and a very special one: navy!
My hairdresser is Jenny from Un Brin de Jenny in Reims, France. She’s my hairdresser for almost a year now. She’s great, very professional and answers to all my current whims. For the technical part, she will apply a blue-black colour base all over the head, and a few blue highlights to boost everything and to give relief to my haircut.
First, bleaching, 2 precisely, my hair must be very white because as Jenny told me, if we mix blue with yellow, the result gives green! You obviously knew it. However today, I do not feel the soul of Shrek or Bob Razowski so I am blonde for a few minutes…
For sure now I will have to pay attention to what I wear, all the colours will not necessarily go, clothes and makeup, I will have to adapt. Better to avoid turning Gothic wearing too many dark colours for example. At the same time, I could be spotted for the musical The Addams Family! Small bracket, this show was terrific!
Finally, after 3h of care, I’m looking forward to seeing the result.
Magnificent!! Yes I’m shining, that’s why we go to the hairdresser. I feel good, a more sparkling me. I look very sophisticated, be careful gentlemen I'm going to use a horsewhip hahaha. Can’t wait to have reaction of people and your comments…
Message of the day: be true, be you, be colourful!
Song of the day: a beautiful old song, True colors by Cindy Lauper.
Santorini, officially called Thira, is well known for its whitewashed cubiform houses and blue accents. It is perched over 300m onto the cliffs and overlooking the sea and a sea-drowned caldera (crater).
Santorini is a Greek island from the Cyclades Islands located in the Aegean Sea. Santorini has been devastated by a volcano eruption in the 16th century BC giving it its actual shape.
Santorini is attractive in so many ways: breath-taking scenery, sunset, winery, food, beaches, excavation site, museums...
Why Santorini for my first travel article? It was the place of my solo wedding! More to come…
I had no choice.
When you hit rock bottom there are only two options, give up or stand up. I could have remained cloistered in my bed for months after my fiancé cancelled our wedding or fleeing very far away with my girlfriends on D-Day. The problem is that we cannot erase a day of our life, it’s here now and forever. And rather than dwell on this bad day, this specific month, this damn year in my mind for an unlimited duration (a state that would probably have led me into a certain madness), I’ve anticipated and with the little strength, energy and self-confidence that were left, I’ve turned a dark moment into a magic moment full of hope.
From now, the 27th of May is not associated with a failure but with a victory. An extraordinary communion with myself, my family and my friends. My rebirth!
There is a lot to say but don’t worry, I'll talk about it in detail in different articles.
To begin, here are the vows that I’ve pronounced to myself during my ceremony, it should immerse you in the atmosphere and help you to understand this event:
To promise oneself things is the hardest of challenges, the best thing is to take them up.
Today and forever I promise myself to follow my instinct and trust my lucky star.
I promise to continue doing nothing like everyone else because everyone is unique.
I promise to always set the bar higher in everything I undertake because the important thing is not to achieve goals but to give them the means to achieve them.
I promise myself to enjoy every moment as if it were the last, to shake up the codes and to create opportunities because time is an eternal present.
A thought for all young ladies, women, spouses, mothers around the world, being a woman is our strength.
Marcel Proust said: "It is better to dream one's life than to live it, even though living it is also dreaming of it. "
My life is a constant series of dreams and I promise to keep following this way!
To conclude this article in a very positive note, the song that closed my ceremony: Girl on fire - Alicia Keys.