Category Archives:Art

Jan. 06.

What Is Your Scent Color?

Did you know that scents have color codes? Purple and pink – my school – have a spicy, yet lightly floral feel to them. Beige perfume stands for musk and round tones, yellowish and orangey odors are definitely fruity. Once this realized, I gave in – I am a pink-purple perfumed girl.

I have gone from Very Irresistible from Givenchy to Insolance  from Guerlain, equally lingered around Lolita Lempicka. What speaks to my soul in these odors is the fine touch of vanilla, licorice or musk, which is then rendered sweeter and lighter by flowery hints like lilies or the good old rose. I find that rosy scents never get old-fashioned if they are reasonably dozed.

The latest addition, my Christmas present from the hubs – Bath & Body Works body cream Be Enchanted – frosty flowers, inspired by all that glitters. I think the Sweets ended up following the color cues by accident!

Scents give me the tune for the day. They add that little luxurious extra I long for. Sometimes it happens that I squirt a tiny bit on before heading out for my morning run – just because I love sensing that slight odor every now and then.

My work at the art gallery has started out pretty well. This weekend I shall be working non-stop. I am learning a lot and taking in the gorgeous surrounding painting details. Evolving in the space makes me want to paint so badly! I just need to go procure some colors and canvasses – I had to leave all that in France. Right now life feels quite pink and purple. Things are advancing, and as I learn new things, I am also gaining in self-confidence.

What is your color and where are you with self-esteem at the wake of this new year?

Art by Susa

Helsinki vintage cardigan, Riviera vintage blouse, Sophistix skirt, Riviera shoes

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Dec. 30.

Raising Cosmos!

Raising Cosmos! Dressing up for the end of the year. Such a sweet occasion. This gorgeous Florida Satin Dress is a gift from Sophistix (pssst… they are having a lovely end of the year clearance sale!).

I have a goal for next year. I wish to learn to live more freely. I have done some heavy duty soul-searching and realized that I often advance in fear. I am afraid of being humiliated. That people see my weaknesses and then either leave me or make fun of me.  That I find myself in the horrible place when your cheeks are burning out of embarrassment, and you just want to run away. Later on you beat yourself up for the cowardly behavior – recent years by refusing my body from adequate amount of food, before that by overeating. And then feeling yet more humiliated.

I want to be free from fear. I see the only way out by forcing myself to expose the very things that make me afraid. To talk them out so that they get into a right, smaller proportion. I’d love to be perfect, but I am not. I was given some limitations by nature, and that is not my fault or choice – nor is there anything I can do about it. Just learn to accept and live with. As my courage will grow stronger, I will be sharing about “my demons” that have eaten me up. Or contributed in me falling into anorexia. I will to this to get clarity to myself but also in hoping to help others. I believe that a true free life starts when we dare and can be open about our real life issues.

Art by Susa

Sophistix dress, Riviera vintage faux fur bolero, André pumps

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Dec. 20.

Tell Me Your Dream

So here it is… my new blog name Be Inspired! More info here on the changes.

In the mornings I take care of my job search. Send out applications and call places. Then have lunch – built around a hearty sandwich with lots of boosting veggies. Subsequently… a wide open space! A feeling that life purposely provides me with a window of soul-search possibilities. A chance to sit down and ask myself – who are you and what do you wish to do from now on?

A huge question. An enormous possibility. I am out of the daily hurdles. So if I carefully maneuver, I should get where I wish. For me that is a job which inspires me to give my best. Simple as that. Is it in international relations, fashion, art or writing… what really matters is that the titillating sentiment is there. Then all shall be sweet. Roll on naturally.

So who am I… a person with passion. I can move mountains if I am encouraged. A kind heart. My desire in life is to sparkle up at least one person’s journey, every day. I am an artistic persona. I need to paint, draw, write, dance – express myself and chase the creative winds out of my system – before they huff me over. I am a tender heart. Easily discouraged. I fall as fast as I get up. I feel full speed.

Today I am writing to inspire you to embrace your soft, dreamer side. Whatever your desire is, do not let go off it! I wanted to live in Florida and Paris, teach fitness and dance, marry a Frenchman, live a veritable international life (so far Finland, the U.S., France and Canada)… and these have all come true. People will tell you no, but surround yourself with folks who say yes. They are difficult to come across, but not impossible. I am one of them. I support you. Tell me what your dream is, and I’ll find out with you how to get there by little, tangible steps!

Let’s talk about dreams… wow! Psst… I had a job interview at an art gallery. The result – I will work there for two days this week. To see how it goes.

Art by Susu

Photos from Montreal, Canada, and Marseille, France

Nov. 25.

Last French Mustard Drops

If you’ve never tried French mustard, I incite you to do so. You’ll get a heads on with the peppy condiment, and from a totally different perspective. The step after will be the French pickles, ouh là là! La moutarde is a lot like this improbable country. Feisty and stubborn, but in a classy and delicate way.

I have lived here for almost a decade now. I came as a recent college graduate. Soon leaving, as a married Madame and a deeply Frenchified fashionista, loving my black and whites, lace and high heels. I’ve equally grown to appreciate rosé champagne – even though I still prefer blanc, always brut – learned how to push out a little holler if things don’t go the way promised and discovered the art of lingerie – with garter belt and stockings to the office and all.

I am feeling somewhat nostalgic, but in a good way. Our immigration papers came through and the patient waiting is no passé. Heading back to Paris and then soon hopping on the plane for some mighty hours. Our newly-found home is awaiting. The honey and I decided to treat ourselves to the deluxe class – with champagne flowing.

Art by Susu

Riviera vintage shirt and scarf; EuroDiff pants, H&M belt, Shania flats

 

 

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Nov. 21.

Stripe Shot – with Radical Self Love

I gave it a shot. Drank up the stripey concoction – succumbed to the new sweater. With a glittery touch the horizontal bands please me just fine. It took me this long to swing the trend. I was convinced that my Scandinavian childhood had insured me an overdose.

The sweater’s blue is very powerful. There are many types of azurs. I have always been a dear fan. There is poetic and peaceful blue. Then come soothing and comforting. There is also the nostalgic and longing blue. No matter how painful they may be, I actually realize that I like myself some deeper notes to life, too. They force me to grow. Give contrast. Any good painting doesn’t work without. Do you have things that you put down in you or your life? I’ve recently discovered Gala Darling’s darling site on radical self love. I am trying to embrace the true me. Just like she naturally is.

Thus, today I am feeling sturdier on my pumps. As if I had accepted a slice more of life. That today I am this kind of a person with my looks, fears, desires and anxieties. That I am doing my best – to live every day to its true value. So, dear ones, look how beautiful the Mediterranean Coast is, just before the clement winter falls!

Art by Susu

Camaïeu knit sweater, Camaïeu shirt, Etam pants, Tamaris pumps

Photos Six Fours Forest, France

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Nov. 18.

Marseille Boho Chic

Thank you – merci – sweets for your heart-warming comments on my last post! Recreating a healthy body image takes time and a lot of effort. There are ups and downs. Now I’m back on the ascending curve again.

I took a day for girly things. Hopped on the train and hit Marseille – just me and the Mediterranean pearl, solo. I indulged in fauvist, and post modern fauvist art. Lingered around the Old Harbor and climbed up to the Bonne Mère Cathedral. I meditated, wrote in my dear purple notebook – took time just to reflect and reconnect. With me. With Marseille.

My caramel hat, feathery earrings, scarf sensually around the waist… made me feel ladylike. This all helping me to accept life – more and more – as it comes. I loved what Lukija said in her comment to my previous post about life being enough when 80% good. So right! If ever you are in need of some serious wisdom about bodily issues, read the more-precious-than-gold comments I was blessed to receive. They shall be tightly held onto.

Art by Susu

Lindex hat, C&A earrings, Vero Moda top, Pimkie jeans, Helsinki vintage scarf, Shania flats

Photos from Palais des Arts, Marseille, France

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