Do you have a bikini butt? Of course you do. We all do.
My title is a dash provocative, I know. Call it my rebellious side. Or maybe the desire to stir up conversation. Or to empower us, wo-men. Or simply to steal a soupcon of attention in this crazy info era of ours.
So, you got that bum or not? It’s all in your head, grrl.
I used have a complex because my skin tone. Too white, pale… Blanche Neige – Snow White – a guy once yelled after me in Paris. I considered answering back garcon au chocolat – chocolate boy, but since that ain’t the classy style how I strive to roll, I restrained myself.
Being at ease in your body is a process. My philosophy: I do my best in taking care of my shape by eating clean and doing sports daily. I’m actually teeny weeny proud of the fact that at 40 I’m still able to rock rather slim a figure. It takes a little work but not that much either. The more veggies and fruit I eat, the less I candy crave. Doing sports – be it galloping on that stepper of mine or heading out for a cross-country ski spree always ends up lifting my energy levels. By spending energy I get more in return.
Talking about bikinis, here’s the newest from Victoria’s Secret. Go on, take a peek and daydream of summer.
I watched on TLC a new show called My Big Fat Fabulous Life. The star of the show is Whitney, a courageous girl who got sick and because of her illness gained a lot of weight. She’s always loved dancing and now she’s back teaching it. Whitney said in an after the first season interview, aired last week on TLC, that she gets contacted by obese and anorexic women alike. These issues all derive from the same root – do I love and accept my body or not? I’m proud to say that I do a lot more than a couple of years ago. No one’s perfect but if you work hard at it, you’ll get closer to a calm internal place when you can just rush off to the beach… and simply enjoy life!
Canada definitely is cold in January. We’re at the very high peak of the frostbitten magic. Snowland par excellence. These wintery months throw certain challenges at us. I long to remain chic and uniquely glamorous no matter how low the temps should drop. Here’s a look at my cold weather outerwear. I base my trust in spicing up colors, tight fitting jeans and pants, fur and faux fur accessories and hair details that catch the eye.
Form-hugging clothes are my thing. They make me feel sexy. I embrace the leggings and skinny jeans mania. It’s just so flattering for a girl. You feel well in your pumps and booty. I celebrate my body by the frock choices I make. I walk hips swinging more when I feel powerful in my clothes.
Cold weather is something you do get used to. I had spent ten years in the mild winters of Paris before moving here. The first gasp of freezing air had me tantalized. How will this be possible, livable? Gradually though, I did get used to it. I started rocking mini skirts even in the middle of the winter. Now I go out skating in way below zero temps. Then venture back home or stop by at Starbucks – and you can imagine how doubly rewarding holding that hot cup of Americano feels! My polished fingernails smile with the warming up fingertips.
The important thing is – unique style and trendy looks are possible in any climate. You have to study your unique situation with it’s challenges, and then make it happen.
Now I’ll finish my vanilla hazelnut coffee and get on the road to go visit a friend of mine in the Southern part of the state. Good weekend, y’all chic chicks!
As of late, a lot of people have told me they don’t like November. Last night I took a stroll in the nightly city – and I loved every moment of it. Seems like now I’ve truly accepted the presence of fall. Hot drinks taste better and candle light soothes even more. Mellowing down feels like the thing to do.
I’m actually out of candles so a trip to Bath and Body Works is on my to-do list. I love caramel-y, chocolate-y and spiced apple scents. Some delish body lotion will find its way into my basket, too. In creams I go for fruity, lightly spiced smells. They complement my vanilla deodorant and Guerlain’s Insolence or Lolita Lempicka perfumes. Looking at the big picture in scent world, too, is a guarantee for a stylish result.
I’ve been jogging as usual. I just bundle up more. I sport my Miami bought, Granny Smith apple green colored sweatpants and hot pink sneakers. I listen to Enrique Iglesias’ greatest hits. I take in the late evening urban vibes. My jogs happen quite late since I get done with work late. Once the last client has left, I get changed and head out.
We had two Halloween parties to attend. I made sure I danced both nights away. At the first one I found myself pretty much able to pilot the music – so of course I adored the selection of latino and dance. The party and friend get-togethers will be continuing for some weeks to come. I find that to be the perfect fall time booster.
This is the time of the year when we are all busy making money. Oops, how blunt was that. We all need some dough though, that’s for sure. I’m in a place in my life now where I find my work situation the most harmonious I’ve ever had it. I started my English-teaching business Susa English two years ago, and now my schedule is nicely full with clients that make my life sweeter. I adore the language of Shakespeare. I’m the fondest American in heart. Spreading English language as well as American culture all day long is fun play for me.
When you are your own boss, you get to set the dress code. At work, I stay true to my urban chic style with a hint of sexy. I prefer showing legs rather than cleavage. I strive for unique accessories that give the class some visuals. Often times my groups like to comment my sartorial choices. That makes my heat sing.
I work long days, and long into the night. My key is in trying to get lost in my clients’ stories and needs. I forget the time for a while. I dive into the moment. The best thank you is when my student says they didn’t realize the time go by. Every client is unique, and during class time I’m there just for them.
California is eternal summer, right? Well, the dulcet temps definitely are lingering on here in Eastern Canada. I’ll gladly take in every ray of sweet sunlight I can. Living in shorts – I found these at Target – and my sparkled tee – hunted down at my fave Canadian store Limite. As the top says “life is your glamour runway”. Making every moment of it count.
How can you make each moment of your life count? It starts by being present in what you are doing. You can train your mind to de-clutter. You can learn how to concentrate on the essential and leave the rest aside. This all starts with tuning more into who you are, and who you wish to be. You can start by pulling out a notebook and jotting down “what makes you You”.
I know I’m a person who needs to be enthusiastic. I have to feel like I’m working towards something. So, I try to fix little goals. In my work I hope to inspire students to learn more English in a class that is tailored especially for them. In my blogging I wish to get invitations to local fashion events, and to meet other fashionistas. In my jogging, stairclimbing and zumba endeavors I aim for a slim, happy body. These are my life’s building blocks – what about you?
I’m trying to get used to the idea of fall. I’ve never been an autumn person. Summer seems so much more tempting. But there’s nothing we can do. The seasons must turn. So, what could make this time of the year sweeter?
Hot drinks at coffee shops appear tastier. New color palette opens up again to you. Darker colors and layering can feel good after a break. Leggings, stay ups and patterned tights come back into your fashion choices. Nail polish can get a harvest-y hue to it – or you can go a different route, contrasting somber tones with a peachy, summery lacquer.
A lot has to do with your attitude. How do you decide to spend this fall? Negatively hanging onto bygone sunny, heat waved days, or looking forward onto new opportunities to evolve. Change pokes us hard every time, but when we are able to rise up to the occasion, greater quality of life follows.
I bought a new Ivana Trump coat for fall. It’ll be nice to sport a black coat after many beige years. We also made plans to go to New York at Thanksgiving. I will keep on looking forward.