Thought of the Day

I don't believe in morality, but I believe in ethical conduct as set out by His Holiness the Dalai Lama: "Ethical conduct = a way of behaving that respects others’ right to be happy".

Monday 30 January 2006

Generazione 1000 euro

Two authors.
Two poor salaries.
Their need to share their social condition with a generation (ours) of other Italian youths living with 1000 euro per month.*
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online
downloadable
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free
~ Enjoy it ~
* To be more accurate, according to a recent Cgil and Ires report, the 70.1 per cent of young women and the 51.6 per cent of youg men (qualified and aged up to 32) earn less (and up to) 1000 euro a month.

Non nominare mia maaadddrrre!

This is what can happen (even on the state television), if you name Italian mothers invane.
Full article here. And English translation here.
Does it remind you of someone?

Saturday 28 January 2006

Elogio ai blog altrui!

I love reading other people's blogs. It is not only a way to discreetly enter into people's lives and satisfy the most basic need of us, social animals, of comparing and confronting ourselves with others' existence. It is also a reliable and bottomless source of information and a learning and often revealing experience. Just for example, thanks to Sai Tenere un Segreto? I got to know this online channel (in which the author of this blog is part of the presenters' team), which gave me the opportunity to have access to some decent Italian television, partially synonym of national pop culture, which I would otherwise miss being 2000km away. [I have still to work out how to synchronise my satellite dish to catch Italian channels. If out there anyone has got any clue about it, please come forward. Many thanks.] Reading Superqueen's blog is better than reading Vogue (or even Vogue Italia!). Reading LovelySalome's film reviews is better than watching the films themselves (well, maybe I am going over the top here, but I do find her style extremely fluid, accessible and logic as she tries to seize the most interesting and less-obvious angles of them). Always for example, from Appunti di stile, blog structured like a lifestyle magazine, I got the link to Nigella's rich collection of recipes. From Damina (@ Piccolo Mondo Antico), I learnt about the existence of the most haunted castle of England: the Muncaster castle, lying amongst the hills and lakes of the glorious Lake District. It is even possible to spend the night at the castle to experience all the unusual noises which have been factually and repetitively witnessed by the numerous guests. England is undoubtely the perfect gothic environment for such *tales*. I have been always fascinated by ghost stories and I do believe in spirits and (+ and -) energies. In this regard, just the other day I was wodering whether the flat I am in the process of buying (a 100 year-old ex-pub) was housing some drunken unrested soul. And now back to the domestic life. I am off... cooking: strawberry ice cream and polenta al ragu' for tomorrow when I will host a Sunday getting-together for a few friends.

Friday 27 January 2006

Did I show you my new hair style?

It is not properly like hers, but I like the colour, warm and natural. I would have preferred the cut a bit shorter and puffier... Ah well, next time! Good girl version: Party animal version: Same face!

Thursday 26 January 2006

Mad about quirky stuff?

One day my fifteen-year-old cousin, Giacomo, candidly asked me: "Silvia, where do you find all your (implicitly implying: odd) clothes"? ... Well, everywhere ... When I travel I always come back with a new piece, and never regret about it. I do like to own and wear exotic stuff. So, this post is simply dedicated to a selection of the quirkest things form the exotic world of the www, which are or, in an ideal world, would be in my wardrobe.

The black and white combination, apotheosis of elegance, was the protagonist of the catwalks de la Maison Chanel (= Lagerfield) for this spring/summer, and Elspeth Gibson (British designer) and Phoebe Philo (alias Chloe) complemented their candid white dresses with black shoes in their latest collections. The purity of the white is compromised by the sinful black. The effect is severe and extremely sexy. It reminds the glamorous '40s style, for its smartness and striking effect. Can you remember, for example, the amazing dress boasted by Joan Fontaine in Rebecca?

In the same style is this see-through umbrella with a bell shape, a useful item for windy days. I personally own one and love protecting myself from the rain, wind and indiscreet looks by hiding my head behind it without the risk of bumping against a road signal. It also takes me back to an umbrella I used to possess as a child, conveying a nostalgic sense to this purchase.

Below is a romantic blouse by Lulu Lame in white Broderie Anglaise and Swiss dot adorned by silky black ribbons. It can be purchased by this arty online shop: Le Train Bleu. This top can be easily coordinated with a black mini skirt, shiny white stockings and flat glossy ballet shoes with simple cut by FrenchSole (see below) for a classical but yet individual look.

Let me drive your attention to the sheer and shiny white chemise wore by the models above and below, a must-have for any wardrobe. It is a basic piece which can be used as underwear; as a sexy top combined with a contrasting black or coloured bra; or half concealed under a jacket or a camisole.

Colourful socks are to me a statement of attention to the detail. This leopard print in shocking pink is ironically coupled with sexy heeled shoes for a Lolita look.

I have an undeclared passion for butterflies, and this butterfly umbrella below is just lovely. I used to own a lady bird umbrella based on the same principle, but instead of the wings, the eyes were the protrusion of the cap. The present one is designed for kids, but the straight handle makes it suitable also for an adult (the usual kids' umbrellas' curved handles are usually too small and uncomfortable for the grasp of an adult’s hand). In the same theme is a white tee in soft thin cotton by Chibi, other basic item of each respectable wardrobe, whose back is stormed by little vibrant butterflies. Exquisite, except for the price: £65.

If you are after a more grown-up style, what about this electric blue top ornate by a giant blue rose, as shown below, sported with a simple pair of jeans and silver flat pumps (always below) for a sophisticated ensemble finalised by a butterfly patterned umbrella (this time designed for adults) in the tones of blue and pink (see further below)?

Digression: blue or black roses are generally very sought after type of flowers for their mysterious and gothic component. However, although scientists are trying to create a proper blue rose, they do not exist in nature as such. There is no such rose with a true blue or a true black colour. Black roses are generally a deep, deep red whereas blue roses are typically purple.

For a more casual style, I have selected a lovely knitted grey jumper in Egyptian cotton displaying the iconic and universal symbol of television. I do think that grey is a powerful colour: in between white (which is in fact light) and black (which is in fact absence of light), it can have infinite gradations and always enhances the colour you coalesce with.The black dungaree by Diesel, as seen below, is to me the ultimate classical item for a relaxed guise. I love dungarees and find very hard to find one in the high street shops. However, Hermes and Iceberg (amongst others) presented lovely white dungaree skirts and shorts at the prêt-a-porter catwalk for spring/summer 2006. It can be effortlessly associated with a pair of brown leather gladiator sandals (my highlight of next season). A pair by Ninewest is enclosed below. Alternatively, with a thick jumper and thick tights, it could also be wore during these cold months with a pair of Trippen shoes, whose more eccentric models are listed below for your admiration. Trippen shoes are expensive hand-made shoes created by two German designers. Their unusual shape and first-quality leather are their distinctive features. If I would easily wear the first two knee-high and ankle-high boots below, I am not sure I would put on the more extreme designs of the last two knee-high and half-leg boots, because I find the former too masculine and the latter too aggressive for my mise. But I wanted to show them anyway to demonstrate what the creativity of the designers behind Trippen can accomplish: these two models are named "Penna", in Italian "pen", and their shape is in fact inspired to a stylo. Genial!

Wednesday 25 January 2006

My five strangest habits

My five strangest habits: 1. The non-eco friendly one: picking and bending leaves whenever I see one. 2. The childish one: asking my other half to tell me a story before falling asleep. 3. The exclusive one: enjoying drinking water only from my thermos or from my bottle. 4. The media one: being addicted to home buying/selling/redecorating programmes. 5. The shopping one: always picking the second product on the shelves and getting increasingly addicted to online shopping. And if you find these habits odd, what about Amelie's friend's habit to collect strangers' passport photos? If you thought this could happen only in films, have a look here. You may recognise yourself! UPDATE: I will change the fifth habit (shopping habit) with a far odder habit: talking (loud) to myself. I usually talk to myself while walking on the street, it is one of the most productive moments and it is for me a sort of rehearsal for potential situations I may/will experience. Nothing wrong with it. But it may sound strange to the passer-bys' ears. So, now I want to hear your five weirdest habits!

What have I been up to?

So, how did I spend my time in this first month of the year? Surely not on my blog, which I have been neglecting since long time. Apart from my full-time job, in no order, I have restarted my yoga classes twice a week, but I hope to increase the frequency from next week. I have had two Spanish classes and one shopping session. I went to two gigs (one at the Macbeth in Old Street and the other at the Purple Turtle in Camden); and to Emma's party in Ealing. I went to see some furniture; the Constant Gardener with Elisa, and had a dinner at Manu's place, at Yo Sushi with Amanda and at a pseudo-Italian restaurant with Magali et al. after wandering through the flower market all the day of Sunday. We also cooked home made pizza for Trevor and Linda. HIGHLIGHTS: I met a new girl: a bubbling French girl called Leila; I saw again my French friend Magali; I acted as a liaison between my friend Fede and Anya, met at this party; I helped Magali with her Master application; I found a cool hat shop in Shroedritch; I discovered the flower market in Columbia Road; I was very pleased to see Clare again, who, after everything she went through, I found strong and in good shape. Ah, and the dinner at the Italian place. Although the food was not special at all, the company mix (we were coupled up in (cutlural) pairs) were: two Italians (Elisa and I), two French ladies (Maga and Leila) and two English guys (Adam and Lofty). It sounds like one of those jokes, doesn't it? : ) The crossed conversations flew down perfectly, and everybody seemed at their ease, even though not everyone knew everyone. It was an enjoyable night, and Lofty was secretely happy that the girls (especially Leila and Elisa) laughed at his dry *British* humour.

I will conclude this busy January with a Brazilian party here and then will spend the rest of this cold weekend tucked in the hope to recreate my perfect domestic weekend before facing another busy month.* My diary in February: Steve's 30th birthday party at Zensai, a two-days work trip to Bristol, the Anna Piaggi's exhibition with Leila, Edward Scissorhands' dance performance at the Sadler's Wells with Dan.

*By grouping up my log in months (instead of breaking it down into days or weeks), it seems I want to wish away this year already, but in fact I want it to be a very good year... and I will do my best. ; )

Tuesday 17 January 2006

Growing roots

It’s time to talk about my latest purchase: a flat. Since the process is still going through, and everything could go pear-shaped at any time (buying a house in England is always a bit of a gamble), it would have been prudent, for superstition’s sake, to wait before making it public, but I somehow needed to express my blinking feelings of excitement and uncertainty, since it is not fair to continuously assail my other half and I can involve my parents only to a certain extent. In any case, in this post I want to concentrate on the most appealing side of possessing your own house: furnishing it. Needless to say, in fact, that this latest purchase opened up a new world of shopping--as Amanda said, or simply a new way of directing my creativity. We decided to furnish it with a rather neutral and warm style: we chose earth colours. In this regard I would like to point out how the choice of the said colours is related to my personality. I am a Virgo which is an earth star sign, very rooted to the ground. Whether you believe or not in astrology, I can assure you that, even though I am a day-dreamer and love wandering around the world, I also like to enjoy the domestic comforts and always try to set my roots wherever I go in search of stability and equilibrium. You could also read this feature as my willingness to deeply integrate into other cultures as I have been doing over the last four year in London. This could explain also why I experience any kind of separation as a petit mort and am a nostalgic queen. In any case, without going too deeply into psychological issues, the house remains for me the emblematic symbol and materialisation of this strong homey feelings--a big achievement in the life of a Virgo woman! :o ) Back to the nest. Situated in zone 2 of north-west London, it is an ex-pub converted into flats boasting huge arched windows and high ceilings, as you can see on the photo below. Although it is not properly placed in a chic area, and the neighbourhood can be quite rough, it is strategically located: walking distance to my office and with easy and quick access to the west end. Here is the damage: In detail, for the quirky shape of the lounge we chose an olive/brown fabric sofa, whose seventy’s rigour is softened by the big cushions replacing the back of it (see drawing below). The minimalist look is completed by the brown/black bookcase and side tables whose coldness is mitigated by the natural straw stool and rug. In lieu of the curtains, the idea is to overlap the three panels (white, dark blue and white with floweral decorations as shown below) to create a stratified effect.

For the dining area we opted for a warmer look and chose a rectangular Indian wood table surrounded by hupholstery chairs with high backs. The table's veined shade and intensely shiny tint made it the best candidate to be the protagonist of this area of the room. The bedroom sees the combination of black/brown, white/grey and baby blue tones. The low leather brown/black bed is associated with the horizontal black chest of drawer and with the dark brown Venetian blinds. This choice is partially practical: low furniture conveys a sense of space in this small bedroom, and the dark blinds allow oversleeping in the morning. ;o ) The severity of the brown/black is counterbalanced by two more classical and *romantic* pieces: the white/grey wardrobe and bedside table. Whereas the retro style chair's, walls' and quilt cover's light blue aims to convey a contrasting and lively effect to an otherwise dull bedroom.

This is only the *basic* look for our flat. Personal effects, plants, paintings, frames and special objects, such as my vintage English telephone and my Buddha sculpture, will give the final touch to make it unique and special.

P.S. I really would love to replace some of the cheap furniture I listed above (like the coffee table or chest of drawer) with some vintage Danish wood or original '60s pieces, but we have to take into account the limited space we have at our disposal and we don't want to overload the flat. However, I was recommended quite a few shops in Camden and Holloway Rd, as well as on E-bay, which I will certainly check out, and, budget permitting, I may change the interior design accordingly, to make it even more exclusive. ; )

UPDATE: It is ironic to think that when I first landed to this country, I applied for a bank account at Halifax and I was refused. Three and a half years down the line I got a mortgage from the same bank. L'ironia della sorte!

Thursday 12 January 2006

A rich cosy-lazy fun-boring long Christmas

Happy New Year to the all Blogsphere! I am physically back and hope to resume my blog very soon (I should get a new computer this Sunday. By then, I hope to start posting some pictures as well). In the meanwhile, I will entertain you with the list of presents I got from this Christmas and some highlights from this holi-days. As you know, this year I celebrated three Christmasses: an English one in Surrey, a Xmas in Italy with my family and a third one with some of the closest friends—a triple occasion to eat, drink, cultivate my friendships and receive tons of pressies. Namely, on the presents' front, as well as vouchers and money, I got: a retro style scale, Hello Kitty Roller Rescue Play Station DVD, The Corporation DVD & a pocket size DVD reader (from my half); a floreal swatch, a rubber bracelet with sparkling stones built on silver letters composing my name, a Baci Perugina light blue scarf, a poncho, a red warm blanket (from my parents); vintage style coffee cups & a rose brooch (from Vanessa); the Mukka Express (from my cousins); Wuthering Heights DVD & Casablanca DVD (from Keven and Lindsey); a pair of pink pearl earrings (from Laura); fair trade goodies (from Ary & mao); a photo holder (from Ilenia); a Benetton stripy night dress (from Claudia); a coloured cushion (from Bea); loads of choco, knitting needles & wool with enclosed instructions on how to knit a bag and a Jamie Oliver calendar (from Linda & Trevor). During these holidays I overslept every single morning (my biological alarm clock never rang before 3pm—and I am not exaggerating), watched numerous films (Casablanca, Wuthering Heights, Como Agua para Chocolate, It’s a Wonderful Life, Riso Amaro, The Snowman, The Pianist), went out for dinner twice with a bunch of friends (one night, in particular, I went here (a welcoming and stylish Agriturismo in the heart of Le Marche, and it was a really cosy and intimate night). I went to a disappointing exhibition with my dad (The Da Vinci exhibition in Ancona) and visited some old people. I got also a remarkable number of defeats at Risk and Trivial Pursuit, for which I am still meditating my revenge, but thanks to which I got the pleasure of spending some quality time with some dearest people I don't get to see very often outside the festive seasons. I particularly enjoyed NYE spent at my friend's house as the video my friend recorded that night witnesses: I am always in the focus dancing and shouting without regard for the camera—very embarrassing indeed, but at least I look happy. Oh, and I managed to wear my long purple gown for this occasion. I will bypass the down-lights of this holiday, including bereavement in my family on Christmas day, some silly arguments with my parents and the boredom of some days left unplanned. Apart from this, it was a great and regenerating holiday.