#last pieces of black

I have always had a very special relationship to black color. I do not know why I liked it so much but it has always meant some kind of refuge and the option with which I can count always. I think I tried to hide behind it so that I am not very much on eyes and it many times reflected my mood. Hide behind the clothes and contemplate. That was the main target of my closet and probably mind, too.

After many comments from my friends and relatives I decided I will do something about it. Next weekend I am planning to do some shopping with ELLE and its Shopping fever in Prague and I will try to undergo a radical change in my black dressed closet. The new challenge will be to target it to non-formal clothes as well, as I actually haven´t tried wearing trainers or anything really confy  because I have been this "business casual" type for quite a some time.. Writing these things may be a non-value post (forgive me that!) but I hope it will contribute to the new look and some positive spring vibes you can share with me too!!! Will try to show you the results of my efforts later on! :)

#Superstitions, spices and other Zanzibar surprises..

As you may know, Zanzibar is very famous for its Global position for trading with spices. I learnt from people there that when you are drunk, you chew the cardamon seeds before you go home or try the cinnamon tea once you have some stomach problems. Lemongrass tea, on the other hand, is very good for high pressure or a great protection against the mosquitos. Cumin and turmeric are good for blood and temperatues. Apparently, we people have still similar problems in life, only the details can be more complicated depending on culture.

As for example the concept of cheating on someone, aka tips and tricks on spying your #loved ones. In their culture men who travel frequently are advised to plant this "TOUCH ME NOT" plant everywhere in the garden around the house so that in case they return from business trips, the potential lover(s) can not escape so easily, and they have the proof that their women have been unfaithful.. I just wonder why they did not continue to tell us the other way round advice.. Oh yes.. Because they can have as many women as they want and that´s it. 

I am glad I am living a different life. 

Despite all the potential mid-life crisis (mine or others´:) 

I hope some things are cleared out already.

#how not to become an alcoholic

I am a wine lover. It all started with one special man showing me that wine can be good. We started with the Port wine and continued till I was able to recognize the good wine from the bad wine. 

I kind of like and enjoy that feeling the wine gives you, also the fact that I am sharing it with precious people makes it one of my favorite drinks (besides coffee, no pretention there). 

What actually nobody counts with is that at times when you are frustrated and deprived of something you really need (like the air and laughter and ... (fill in what you are lacking right now), wine (chocolate, shopping, sex) can be a good friend but not the best solution to issues you are dealing with in your life.

So maybe it is time to DO something.

To JUMP. 

INSTEAD OF DREAMING.

Otherwise you will be only moaning and trying to hide in front of yourselves that ACTUALLY IT IS REALLY TOUGH TO RISK EVERYTHING, TO JUMP AND TO LEARN TO FLY.

YES, YOURSELVES.

Who else will do it if not you?

Maybe NO ONE.

SCARY.

IS IT ALSO FOR YOU THE TIME TO WAKE UP AND GROW?

If you say not yet you might never learn anything new.

I miss some bruises.

p.s. I am not saying I will stop drinking wine. Dreamers and Doers can meet in the middle line, right? Piece of unwanted advice. Maybe have a plan B. And if Life gives you the plan C, maybe it is the best way to learn to fly. Because it is YOURS.

#Zanzibar #wonders

Zanzibar is the island of wonders. If you want to be surprised by super sweet beaches with white sand, you want to explore the world of spices or not to be afraid to be touched by the history of slave trade, please go and pay them the visit. The island is full of ancient historical buildings and it is indeed a mixture of old and new in one place, all that partly because of the various conquerors and tourism that kind of saves the island, of course, besides the spice trade. (More about it soon :)

 But you know. Why should I show you boring pictures of the beaches looking like as copied from the  tourist magazines when you actually find Mickey Mouse on the door wall of Stone City. I had to! It was again another proof for me and hopefully for you others that we´re going the right direction. DREAMERS ARE EVERYWHERE! Let´s not be fooled that dreams are not coming true!

People there are great sellers by heart (just an informal idea for companies regarding finally funny Sales trainings :) but also kind and simple in their living standards. I could not but only to admire all the hard working men and quiet but noble women wearing the colorful scarfs in so many unexpected ways and combinations I cannot even describe.. Color-blocking is indeed a weak term for that.   

But the life on the island(s) is not one of fashion. Because there is no spare money. And I was reminded again and again that the most important things in life are not things but people and ability to be able to work and be active, whatever that might mean with regard to the place where you are currently living. So. Let´s keep on walking and leaving some footprints not only in the sand but also in the lives of others.. BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT OUR LIVES ARE FOR. LIVING FULLY AND HOPEFULLY CREATING SOMETHINGS PRECIOUS THAT SURPASSES US. :) 

#handmade #minimalism #2

I made a list. Another one full of dreams wishing to come true this year. And I wanted to post it so much on the blog. But then I decided to wait. And I am finding out that some things have been worth waiting for. As this custom made handbag. It is a Christmas gift I gave myself for all the work I did last year. It wasn´t an easy one. However as this year some of the things on the list have already happened without any special calculation, I need to admit, this saying of "going back to the roots" starts to have a different meaning for me. Because the most precious things in life should not be disclosed unless they are real in their fullness. Appreciated deeply and in quiet happiness.. 

 I am discovering (and hopefully I haven´t been that absent-minded as it sounds) that the handcrafts and preserving precious things is better than buying new ones. I have always dreamed of a perfect bag. And perfect pair of sandals. Perfect skirt. And therefore I still have half of the closet waiting for somebody in need who needs clothes for wearing and caring, somebody who REALLY needs them.

 For I am discovering that perfect does not always need to be the most expensive thing or something that I crave for only for few minutes or days. Sometimes it is the love and attention to detail behind it, what makes things (or people) to be perfect. Just as they are. Without dreaming of changing it.

Am I becoming a real fool or finally there are some signs of an adulthood? Only God knows. 

But I am thankful. 

This time next week I am in Zanzibar. Finally resting. And testing. And breathing. And deciding. 

What kind of life I REALLY want to have.

#minimalism #1

It turns out I came to this point of throwing away half of my closet. 

I did find out I do not have the capacity to wear that much clothes I actually have.

If you are considering simplifying your life a little bit, too I recommend to have a look at Project 333, I also used to read a lot missminimalist blog, and of course there are still posts of Elin that just can not be ignored. Simple lifestyle gives space to freedom. And FREEDOM IS THE BEST. 

 So. Who wants to have a sneek peek, find my clothes on bazos.sk. And who wants some handbags, just let me know, there are still some quality leather ones left! 

Why do we have to have so many clothes and shoes??? 

When I wanted to buy some really nice underwear I was told the naked is the best.

Why all the fuss then about all that clothing!!! :)

#Sex at the City of #Prague

Don´t worry, I didn´t turn out into these female writers who keep the public diaries of their sex lives (though I have to admit I found one blog of the Czech girl with the exact topic and I liked it :).

Most of you probably do not know but I have become a very excited fan of Prague lately (Yes, we all have reasons for our likings and dislikings :) and I have to say that Prague is indeed full of surprises. It looks a bit like Vienna but the people culture is much more like Netherlands combined with some fresh mixture of Classic Elegance down-to-earth style yet. I therefore got ready for seeing some famous Opera masterpieces and DOX gallery exhibitions but what you however still will not expect on your way to your first Bloody Mary is that there happens to be a Sex Machines museum!

Needless to say, of course I was curious, you know, history is history, we should respect it and learn from it.. :) So the discovering of the human nature began..

And it went on..

And on..

And with the years passing on.. Of course the machines were getting smarter..

But to not to rob you of this funny experience I am not going to show you more.. :) My comment is just that it was indeed a funny start of the discovering of Prague´s beauties.. Not even mentioning I managed to buy trainers in an hour (!!!) instead of my usual half -a- year period when I cannot find anything nice.. I finally realized that there is certain charm to these European cities.. We should all discover them more.. Especially when they are not that far away, right?

Who wants to go to Prague now? :)