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Uh, just looking at these pictures makes me smell, taste and feel my sunny Provence.. ~*♥*~

I found this delicate little lace dream from Paris, from the Le Bon Marché - arguably the most beautiful department store in the world. I only discovered this jewel this spring but shall definitely return... At the lingerie department, the fitting rooms were furnished by crystal chandeliers and Venetian mirrors... There was a kinda reception with two lovely ladies helping you out so you don't need to go wandering around the store in the little number you were trying on, should you need a better size or something... Yikes, every woman knows the inconvenience I'm talking about. But at Le Bon Marcé, each fitting room (salon, really) has an INTERCOM with which you can CALL for assistance. So there in the privacy of my little salon I asked myself. Do you really NEED this lacy underthingy? The answer, obviously, was NO. A bit fat no. But it made me feel so beautifullll...You know, how oftentimes it's what you wear under that makes all the difference... So ladies can you blame me... I brought my LaceDream home anyways. And it works like a charm. Every time I wear it I'm ready to hold my head up high and face the world with a smile ♥. ~*♥*~

Dear friends, let me share with you a very practical piece of advice. That's a word - practical - you won't hear from me too often. So enjoy... As this really is. Practical. So. How to shake it off. When sleep won't come at night. When all you have the strength for is sleep. When hurtful words cut deep, and stay within your heart. When you're alone. When you can't find your direction anymore. Just shake it off. Literally. Physically. Shake. It. All. Off. This summer, for the first time in my life, I couldn't sleep. I'd toss and turn with my demons until the exhaustion of morning, week after week. Until. I started to dance. I shook, shook, shook my butt off, at best three classes per day. Until every last trouble had been shaken off my soul, to the floor of that dance studio. The key is not to stop before you can't remember your own name anymore.  And... I found my longlost friend, sleep, again. As far as those demons are concerned... They still pay me a visit from time to time. I invite them to the cabaret. ~*♥*~

Happy Wedding Anniversary my dear & true friends Allu & Hanski ♥. [caption id="attachment_9887" align="aligncenter" width="500"] Photo Albert Mäkelä[/caption] And. Thank you for this beautiful day. Thank you for having come. Thank you for having pulled me out of the water. [caption id="attachment_9888" align="aligncenter" width="500"] Photo Albert Mäkelä[/caption] You don't know just how much it all has meant to me. Or maybe you do ♥. ~*♥*~