When everything else is not going your way, put all your passion into your work. It got me through many heartbroken-missing-Tokyo-like-crazy moments.
And here you go, my baby is finally launched.
I present to you…THE LITTLE BLACK BEAUTY BOX.It has only been 3 days and the response has been overwhelming. I would even say epic. Thank you!
I only created limited numbers of boxes…the whole point of it all was to put my favourite products into an exclusive box, for you to try them use them love them.
Thank you for such immense support I am sooooooooo very happy. At last.For our premiere box, we chose the theme of Whitening to coincide with Robinsons Whitening Fair (from Feb 27th to 19th March)…but OMG watch out for April’s box, I am already experiencing spasms of excitement simply from putting it together in a brand new theme!
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Be my companions on this journey, my friends.
It can be a very lonely walk, all by myself.
Category Archives: Sight
Life is like a box of…
une vision d’extase-Strasbourg.
” The only border that the European Union draws,
is the role of democracy and human rights”
—Laeken Declaration, 2003.
The Council of Europe.
Mes amis de l’université de Keio et Hokkaido.
jolies roommates Elena et Misa.
un moment à temps
pour toujours amis.
La Cathédral
c’est magnifique, non?
Quand il est mort le poète
Quand il est mort le poète
Tous ses amis
Tous ses amis
Tous ses amis pleuraient.
Quand il est mort le poète
Quand il est mort le poète
Le monde entier
Le monde entier
Le monde entier pleurait.
Bonjour tristesse…
You said,
“La chair est triste hélas et j’ ai lu tous les livres”.
Ma vie à Paris.
Route à sciences Po.
Mes amies japonaises dans la rue de Paris.
..
Les femmes dans le train. De Place D´Italie à St Germain des Près.
…
La classe commence à dix heures jusqu´à six heures tous les jours.
Ma compagne Misa.
And why should there not be a European group which could give a sense of enlarged patriotism and common citizenship to the distracted peoples of this turbulent and mighty continent? And why should it not take its rightful place with other great grouplings and help to shape the onward destinies of men? In order that this should be accomplished there must be an act of faith in which millions of families speaking many languages must consciously take part.
Therefore i say to you :
Let Europe arise!
—the tragedy of europe
Sir Winston Churchill Zurich Speech 19th sept 1946
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Pour ne pas vivre seul.
Woke up and it is snowing again.
White.
View from my balcony.
Rooftops covered in white.
雪の帽子だなあ。。
…
Eunice and Xiaowei. So lovely. They woke up at 7am and screamed —SNOW!!!!!
and they built a whole family of 雪だるま。。かわいい！！！！But they looked more like TOTORO hahahhahaha !!!!
…
I can’t think of a better way to study for tomorrow’s french paper..although nothing to eat in my apartment except coffee, cookies and tons of books.
Et moi.
Well, who needs food when I have snow.
And a beautiful french song..which i’ve been singing along to..
“Pour ne pas vivre seul
On vit avec un chien
On vit avec des roses
Ou avec une croix
Pour ne pas vivre seul
On ‘sfait du cinéma
On aime un souvenir
Une ombre, n’importe quoi
Pour ne pas vivre seul
On vit pour le printemps
Et quand le printemps meurt,
Pour le prochain printemps
Pour ne pas vivre seul
Je t’aime et je t’attends pour avoir l’illusion
De ne pas vivre seule, de ne pas vivre seule”
C’est gentil, non?
Vivre dans l’ enchantement.
Notre Dame.
I left my heart in Paris.
Someday i will be back.
2 people met. And fell in love. But to test fate, they decided to go separate ways and if they were truly meant to be, they will fall in love again.
So they walked away, from each other.
What they didn’t know is, they have met before. And that was exactly what they had decided to do—-to challenge destiny. They had walked away before and now they have met again.
They didn’t know.
So they walked away. Once again.
And now they will never meet. Ever.
Love..it’s all about timing. Isn’t it.
Flamenco
Anguish
Sorrow
Desire
duende-an enchantment. Inspiration drawn from the emotion of the music and the dance.
I am so humbled by the whole flamenco experience. The sound of every step, the power in every turn, and the pain in the eyes..always the eyes..the look..that renders you breathless in awe.
My 4th dance class today.
And i am in love.
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つつじ祭
Festival of the Azalea.
The eminent flower in the month of May
white..red..purple..orange
colours galore
SPRING
everything blooms
freedom in every breath we take
when there is hope.
SPRING
when we turn to poems
to embrace to celebrate to indulge
to love laugh and live.
“To be a poet is not my ambition.
It is my way of BEING ALONE.“
–Fernando Pessoa.
