The unexamined life is not worth living. That’s what Socrates thought a few thousand years ago.And he makes a big point today for couples in love. Only when you KNOW YOURSELF can you truly love another.
It was his sayings one remembered -Jane Austen
The beautiful Beatrice Martin and her leading man !
Me, my pregnancy double chin, and half of Alex in a suit. We were at the opening of Chanel’s new store at 51, avenue Montaigne. This was seen on the American Vogue website. Ballin.
You know my name, not my story!
Gradually, with one day coming after another, with a spring after a winter and a fall on top of a summer, I got over it, little by little, bit by bit. -Flaubert
She learned romance as she grew older …
Give me a reason to smile
(Source: doubtandreason, via katespadeny)
We’ve seen the world, but we still feel the need for more
Here I am, in the old wonderful Germany. The streets are full of well dressed Europeans and beer sales. Even thought I tend to call “home” the nice little house my parents bought a year ago, on the other side of the Pacific ocean, I still feel like my place is somewhere in Europe. Germany has always been a mystery. I knew the language, but that was it. I knew, or thought, that Germans all had this unique smell that I had grown up with, and that my cousin, who lives in a beautiful small town near Essen, brought with him every time he used to visit. The moment I landed in Dusseldorf I smiled like a child because I was, again, surrounded by that smell. I couldn’t describe it, but it makes me feel at home, makes me feel secure. Germans seem to have a unique life style. Like most Europeans, they take the time to enjoy those little moments that we purposely avoid in North America. Just today, I was walking from “Rossman” to my uncle’s apartment, a nice little place on the main street, surrounded by coffee shops and very expensive boutiques, when I found myself analyzing these fancy ladies walking by. They are always very elegant and seem proud and courageous. As for the German men, I cannot think of any negative features. The European style suites them perfectly. The way they walk, the way they dress and the way they speak contribute to their charm. I did discover a lot of new places, but what really stays with me are the little moments … Surely the European in me came out once again, and cries for more. In 48 hours I will be on an Air Canada plane, heading back home and I will for sure look through that tiny window and realize once again, how much I love my old continent and make the promise that one day, soon, I’ll come back for good.
Thank you my lovely Europe, you’ve been amazing once again.
Tomorrow will be better
Lost in these new streets.
Trying to find my way out, or my way in…
This is who we are, and I’m loving every second of it!
Germany 2012
