Saturday, March 5, 2016

THE POWER OF ROSE



 Back in the day, in the old land, when people didn't understand the physic laws and the concept of the universe, wise men were called wizards. Wizards usually lived isolated from the crowd, in their own little worlds, but somehow managed to reach the joy of the life, which they called ''peace''. They didn't have many visitors, as people didn't always understand or liked their stories, which was completely fine by them. But they also welcomed their curious guests with an opened heart. Those guests were mostly lost travellers, trying to find their way back, or some curious children, playing their games just to show up that they're brave enough for talking to a wizard. 


artwortk by Tim White

In the days of the wizard Nirmas, the land was poor, people sick, and the fear took over the place. People rarely went out, scared of what might happen, protecting their children and homes from the thieves and diseases. Not many travellers were passing the old land of Veruca as they used to. The darkness seemed like an endless curse. Some people even blamed wizards, others blamed God, but no one decided to seek for the answers. Except one young man, Otto.
Otto lived alone with his mother and remembered quiet well the sunny days of Veruca. He was a smart boy, and despite the fear of his mother, he decided to search for the wizard Nirmas. There was nothing to do in Veruca, after all. Otto went into the woods to seek him as his mother cried silently hoping he will come back soon and safe. 

 
#MilenkaDelic


The cottage was much closer than he imagined, and the wizard seemed  genuinely delighted to see him.

-What's your name, young boy?-asked Nirmas.

-Otto, sir. Sorry to disturb you, but I would like to talk to you.Sir-he replied nervously.

-I am no sir, Otto. My name is Nirmas. Come in.-smiled the wizard.

-Thank you sir, I mean, Nirmas. It is very lovely inside. One would never think there is any kind of danger outside.

-There isn't. Time changes its colours, but there is no reason one should be so afraid. Is this is way you're here? To hear that there is nothing to be afraid of?

-Well no...um yes. –replied Otto. –I would like to understand what is happening. People seem so desperate, and Veruca never seemed as dark as it is now. What should we do Nirmas?

-I cannot tell you what everyone should do. It's the cold in the hearts, not in the air that has taken over Veruca. I can tell your heart craves for warmth. Go to the woods, alone. You will meet three beautiful women on your way. The first one will make the strongest impression on you, as you never talked with the creature like that before. You will think she has all the answers. The second one will surprise you as she'll appear as she's from another planet. You'll love her, but wont understand her until the journey is finished. The third one will charm you by offering you all the answers, and you will love her. I'll be waiting for you right here. You'll recognize the path. It's time to go-said Nirmas to the boy.
Otto saw the wizard was determined and kind, and he accepted the path Nirmas proposed him.


Gemma Ward/Alexander McQueen/Spring 2007

He was mildly surprised when he saw this beautiful creature who appeared as a fairy just in the beginning of his journey. He smiled instantly and the lady smiled back:
-Hello stranger. You lost?

-I don't know actually-he replied–I was sent here, and honestly, I have no idea why. People in our land are having a hard time surviving, so I decided to reach for the help of some kind...

-Oh!-lady smiled–You're in the right place! I'm Jeda by the way. What's your name?

-Otto.

-Come, Otto. Help me carry the fruit for the beginning, I live close to the river.

They carried the fruit, then they talked and talked, and talked...and Otto thought Jeda was the most magnificent creature he has ever meet. Her stories were impressive , her dishes delicious, and she knew how to make the best tea in the world. He fell in love with her and they lived together for a while. Otto has almost forgot about his journey, and a whole year passed when he said to Jeda:

-I'm worried about my mother.  And my people are not well. I need to find some kind of help, would you join me, Jeda?

Jeda suddenly looked worried as she replied:

-I take care of this place, you see. I cannot leave it. Don't you enjoy the time we spend here? But I understand if you must go. Many people pass around here and me, I wont be lonely. In times like these, I've never seen so many different people and heard so many wonderful stories. I must stay and learn more. Wish you all the best, Otto.


via #bleachbath
  
Otto was confused, but he knew his journey can't stop there. He tought about Nirmas and realised he should really move on. Jeda carved the symbol of love into his chest so that he never forgets her and feels alone. But oh, how he felt alone. Wandering and wondering why is that.

Just when he tought he can't move on as tired as he was, another girl appeared. Although her pale face and dark hair looked scary, her gentle smile convinced Otto she was probably another fairy.

-Where ya goin', funny boy?

Otto, surprised by the sudden appearance of the girl, replied wearily:

-I don't know...I'm searching for some help... I guess..

-What's that heart on your chest over there? Lost your love?

Otto didn't know what to say as the word ''yes'' just slipped from his mouth.

-Well, it's not like there's one love, or one home, or one day in the life after all-the girl smiled-Why you must cut yourself to feel loved? Come with me, funny boy, and rest. I don't live that far.


via #venusinfursvtg
  
Otto followed her as he had no other thing to do after all. She gave him shelter. Her place was full of carpets, candles, and weird plants, who somehow survived there, although it seemed like there's never enough light. Otto never asked for her name, nor did she asked for Otto's name. She didn't ask anything. When Otto got better, she took his hand and said contentedly:
-You are alright now. Don't be afraid, there's one rocky road over there, but it is not dangerous as it looks. Many people pass there and you might find there what you need. I can heal your scar on the chest with these leaves, but I cannot heal your heart. I'm just glad I've met someone who wants to heal it. So many people think they have one, when they don't...You'll be fine. Oh, just one more thing. You'll see a rose one day, and that's how you'll know...Goodbye.

Otto didn't understand the girl, but he was deeply touched by the warmth of her voice and smile. As they said goodbye, he noticed the tears in her eyes, the picture that was now deeoly carved in his mind for some reason.


 He walked for days, but strangely, didn't feel no pain at all. He felt strong. Eventually he stopped as he noticed a majestic castle in the middle of a glorious garden. There were soldiers and many local people around, singing and waiting for something to happen. He asked one of them quietly what was happening. The man yelled delightedly:

-The princess has a birthday! And today she will pick her prince, everyone is so excited to see who will be the chosen one!

The princess soon appeared in front of the crowd, stunning, in her silver dress, as her long red hair played with the wind. Her beautiful green eyes look directly at Otto's and stopped there for a moment. The seconds seemed like hours, as she smiled proudly at Otto and asked him to join her. The crowd was insane, and Otto wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. The princess said to him kindly:

-You're not from here, I can tell. Would you like to be the real prince? Would you like the life of gods? And I will be your goddess.




Otto was out of himself as he took the hand of this surreal being. Him, the prince. Suddenly, he was on top of the world he never knew existed. The princess wanted a young man devoted only to her, known only by her. Otto thought to himself:
-This must be it, the end of the journey. I got everything I could wish for, honour, kingdom, beautiful wife. I could even help my people now! This was my journey!

The days, months and years passed and Otto had no idea what was going on outside of the castle. The princess Bertulia would tell him:

-Why worry, my dear prince? You're the emperor. I told you I will send help to your people. Oh, just look how beautiful we are. We are happy, and so is everyone-she said to him while looking proudly at their reflection in the mirror.


via #amiete

But Otto wasn't happy long time ago. The clothes, the parties, the promises and the talk seemed emptier than the air he was breathing back in the woods. And he didn't understand completely why is that. He should love this, and princess must love him. But his heart was still missing. So he talked to Bertulia:
-My princess, I know you wanted a partner to your kingdom. But this clothes doesn't make me a prince. I've left my home long time ago and promised to come back. We can go there and help the people of Veruca to get better!

Bertulia instantly replied:

-I don't have the cure for them, but haven't I given you everything? I gave you this castle, the power and beauty and you still cry for that sad little land? You are much more than that! You can go, but I cannot go with you. I give you one month, and if you don't come back by then, I will know you never will. There are plenty of other men who would die to be at your place right now anyway...I'm sure I would find someone worthy.  And we have so much to do here these days, the emperors of Guania are visiting soon, and all those celebrations and preparations...So if you must go, hurry please.

Otto felt another stone in his heart, and finally said:

-You might be the most majestic woman I have ever seen, your beauty and power are breathtaking. It's like I'm under your spell. Still, I must go. This isn't my kingdom. Forgive me.

 
Ashley Enns Photography

As soon as he crossed the border and approached the wood, he felt such a release and was extremely shocked to feel that. As there was truly some kind of spell out there and now he was free. He couldn't wait to go back home, and to visit Nirmas. When he realised that it would make him happy, suddenly, he felt disappointed. All this journey, what for? He went through the pain, confusion, addiction and the cold and it seems he only got older and more tired. It's almost like he got angry at Nirmas for promising him the answers and making him take this journey. But soon as he approached the lands of Veruca, he noticed the air was different, fresher, and the was sun shining like never before. He would have thought he got lost if he didn't know the path to his home so well. Right before the wizards house, he noticed a large beautiful rose, out of nowhere, as it didn't belong there. Suddenly he recalled a strange memory of the dark haired girl who warned him about the rose. Although it all seemed now like a dream, he curiously picked up the rose.
 



 The wizard opened the door as soon as he heard Otto's steps:

-You look like a man, my boy!In 3 years a lot of things change!-Nirmas laughed–Come in, let's have a talk.

Otto entered the cottage, holding a rose full of thorns. He told Nimras about Jeda, the dark girl and the princess, and how he felt now completely tired and confused, not knowing what to do to and what was going on in Veruca. Nimras delightedly started to explain everything:

-As you left Jeda and met the dark haired girl, who's name was Rose by the way, she fell in love with you, knowing that your heart had been broken. So she came to Veruca, planted all these roses, came back to her kingdom and asked her father to help your people. You see, she was a young princess who had chosen a modest life in search for something meaningful. Thanks to you, she had found that true love could only bring more love, and that 's how Veruca blossomed. She told the king and her soldiers to follow the roses. And so they did, bringing all kinds of herbs with them, to cure the illness. This land is rich again, the houses are restored, even the weather is brighter again. Also, your mother knows you're well and she's happily waiting for you.

-But where is Rose now?-asked Otto in such dramatic way, as he was trying to understand everything all at once, and in the same time felt so weak for not being able to understand the girl or even know her name.

-She went on another mission with the king across the sea, I don't think she will be coming back-said Nimrad as he looked suspiciously into Otto's eyes.


via #yousummerdreamz


-My boy, you love Rose I see. But you also loved Jeda and Bertulia, isn't that right? Or to be more precise, you loved what they did for you. You made a wise choice coming back here, I was worried for a moment you might have wanted to stay in that castle forever. But this is how you learn, so there is hope for you. See, the first woman was safety. The second one was love. The third one was lust. The first one became pain. The third one became cold as ice. But the second one never felt wrong. So now you see. The love should never give you scars or make you feel empty. Love knows how to listen. Love never begs, explains, or pushes. Your mind might not understand that right away, but your heart does. Ask yourself, where is your heart now? In the castle, by the river, or across the sea? Or is it right here? How far can it go, Otto?-Nimrad wondered.


via #uniqueforeverr


Otto looked at the rose in his hand and for the first time in his life the tears started falling from his eyes, as his heart has finally become alive. He was cured. He felt the drop of the blood from the thorns in his hand, and let his tears wash it away. He knew. There was a new journey waiting for him across the sea.

A.B.


Invitation to Inspiration <3

Sunday, February 28, 2016

16 TIMES RED CARPET LOOKED GOOD

Red carpet has always been the place where fashion meets cinema in the most glamorous ways. And no one can deny the excitement that comes from this fancy event opening. So right before the beginning of the 88th Academy Awards ceremony, let's take a quick look at some of the memorable red carpet looks, starting from the year 2000. 


1. Nicole Kidman in 2000.


Christian Dior 


2.  Julia Roberts in 2001.


Valentino 


3. Halle Berry in 2002.


Elie Saab



4. Jennifer Lopez in 2003.


Valentino

5. Charlize Theron in 2004.


Tom Ford


6. Natalie Portman in 2005. 


Lanvin
                             
7. Michelle Williams in 2006.


Vera Wang

8. Cate Blanchett in 2007. 


Armani Privé

9. Penelope Cruz in 2008.


Chanel Couture


10. Sarah Jessica Parker in 2009.


Christian Dior

11. Carey Mulligan in 2010.


Prada

12. Scarlett Johansson in 2011. 


Dolce and Gabbana

13. Jessica Chastain in 2012.


Alexander Mcqueen

14. Quvenzhane Wallis in 2013.


Giorgio Armani

15. Angelina Jolie in 2014. 


Elie Saab

16. Rosamund Pike in 2015.


Givenchy


I guess it's never easy when it comes to choosing the right dress, but what's more interesting is that this never gets boring either! So surprise us, Oscars Red Carpet 2016. We'll be judging you :)

A.B.


Invitation to Inspiration <3




Friday, February 26, 2016

PASSION MANIA

#brokentoysoldiers


I've been hearing a lot lately the famous question from random strangers: What is your true passion? Which could be sometimes translated it into: Who are you? Are you average? HAVE YOU FOUND YOURSELF YET?

"When you set yourself on fire, people love to come and see you burn."

— John Wesley



This may be really just one cool part of an easy going conversation where people are genuinely interested in each other. And that's wonderful. If you look and listen carefully, people show their passions all the time-what they notice, what they believe, what they choose, what they dream, how they talk, how they dress, how they walk, when they're stressed, how they smile, when they cry, when they protest, when they try... But not once have I experienced this question through different vibe. Sometimes you may sense that people are not really trying to get to know the real you, when they are trying to put a certain price on you. You wouldn't ask anyone just like that if they're in love with someone, would you? Well, some people would, mostly those who confuse their superficiality for an extra ordinance.





To hide a passion totally (or even to hide, more simply, its excess) is inconceivable: not because the human subject is too weak, but because passion is in essence made to be seen: the hiding must be seen: I want you to know that I am hiding something from you, that is the active paradox I must resolve: at one and the same time it must be known and not known: I want you to know that I don't want to show my feelings: that is the message I address to the other. 




-Roland Barthes


I guess the media trends have played a huge role in all this passion-equals-identity obsession. While exposing our individuality through the social networks, weather we want it or not, we sell ourselves and buy other peoples stories, comparing each one and making specific criteria about who's leading a successful and meaningful life & who's not. And here we are-successful life equals passionate life. So that today, the meaning of the passion has lost it's core-emotions. There are no emotions where there are no real human connections. And what you see is never what you get. But I guess it is still very important to make others believe that WE are special, and yes, that we are the ones who understand life better than anyone else.






"I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious." 
-Albert Einstein


A master Passion is the love of news.
-George Crabbe


A little story about Jackie, Lily and Mary.
Jackie likes to have many hobbies. Horse riding, dancing & singing in the band. She can afford herself lot of travelling. She likes to fill her schedule. Everyone knows Jackie is passionate about her hobbies. That makes her interesting, therefore, special. She could say, her passion is leading a full life and making the best of it.
Lily also likes to engage herself in different activities, but hates having everything scheduled. She gets bored easily and passion is not a stable concept for her. She finds it in one line in the book, in some random bar, in the nature, or in the middle of the night when some new idea pops into her head and she decides to make something of it. Lily's like the rolling stone, passionate for discovering new things and life itself.
Mary likes cooking so much that she made a nice career of it. Since she was little, she has always loved preparing different kinds of dishes for her family & friends. She experiments, creates & travels to discover different flavours. Now she leads her on talk show about healthy food and her new book ''Healthy flavours from all over the world'' is about to come out. Mary is passionate and talented cook who managed to mix business with pleasure.
Jackie, Lily & Mary are all passionate creatures. 





Develop interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music -- the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself. 




-Henry Miller



The Passion of laughter is nothing else but a sudden glory arising from sudden conception of some eminency in ourselves, by comparison with the infirmities of others, or with our own formerly…

-Thomas Hobbes



Many people confuse passion with talent-passion involves a lot of emotions, results in personal satisfaction, might or might not result with a specific talent. Passion is an interior process. It's a specific, unique and intense perception of the world. Talent is rare, inborn potential one should work on  to make the best of it, to grow, weather or not it might bring a certain kind of formal success. On the other hand, craft-that's something one can learn, more or less, any time, weather it is sewing, drawing, dancing or even singing, and so on. With or without the talent or passion, people do things for their own satisfaction, to survive and succeed, to please different aspects of themselves and the society.
A poet could be a postman, and salesman could be a great dancer without ever getting on stage. A sculptor can create great work, an art without deeper emotional meaning. A singer can lose her passion in the music industry, while some mathematician can only work with this same music turned on all the time. There are no rules or definitions other than ones we create.






In the human heart new passions are forever being born; the overthrow of one almost always means the rise of another. 



-Francois de la Rochefoucauld

"Love is the spiritual essence of what we do. Technique is the manifestation of the preparation and investment as a result of the love."

— Wynton Marsalis



Magic happens when talent, craft, work and passion meet. Magic also happens when passion meets other similar passions and when the stars shine the light to make a path for them to glow. You can't force yourself to glow. And it's impossible to glow all the time. Just like the candle, when the one is finished, light another one, but also grant yourself some rest in the dark. And don't be fooled by those who desperately seek to evaluate you. The ''shiny ones'' shouldn't be concerned with the concept of pricing. They simply enjoy the light they create. Some may see it, others not. Some might want to steal it. Someone's talent might be to see the true nature of everything. Someone said everyone and everything is extraordinary today, so that in the end, nothing is extraordinary any more.



Our passions do not live apart in locked chambers but dress in their small wardrobe of notions, bring their provisions to a common table and mess together, feeding out of the common store according to their appetite.



-George Eliot


So I'm gonna ask you, have you found yourself yet? Did the stars tell you which way to look? Did you forget to stand on the ground while being blinded by them? Don't forget you are not alone while trying to find yourself, cause when you carry the love inside your soul, you already have the strongest passion and inspiration for every battle under the sky. And don't quit just because before each finish line, there could be hundreds of small goals, and not all of them feel like the fire burning inside your soul. They are all important. You can sing, dance and carry your heart through any road. So sing along, kind people, stay brave and keep on rolling. Cause you don't know where the journey ends anyway. The only wrong roads are those who promise the finish line in the beginning and the magnificent, incessant fire. That's the same description of the hell, after all. The passion itself can come from such place. Destruction and revenge. Use your flames wisely.




Three passions simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life; the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. 

-Bertrand Russell

A.B.

Love, Invitation to Inspiration