I just want to cry…

It was around 7:30 in the evening when a big van of UPS drove up my driveway and stoped behind my parked car. I gave it a glance from my kitchen window while washing the dishes, feeling exhausted from the day’s chores and a nasty cold that has been draining my energy since the beginning of the week.”Oh, some order arrived” I thought passively and uninterested, unlike any other day when I anticipate receiving a package.

I was frustrated. That same day an incident had me questioning the intentions and the quality of some of the people I interact with. How “just typical” and superficial can human relationships be? Sometimes I feel as if  my code of honor is too heavy for some to digest… yet it is so light and simple. Has the world changed that much? Am I some kind of fossil of an era when sincerity, trust, selflessness or respect had an actual meaning?

I couldn’t get it out of my mind: How easily can one back down on his word, especially when the other party has run miles to keep his? And I ‘m not talking about silly things… I never worried myself over unimportant stuff even when these had left a bitter taste in my mouth or they – no matter how insignificant and small – gave me a big slap on the face. I have a special category for these kind of situations: Category BIG X. And life goes on. No hard feelings. No remorse, no regrets, no intention to avenge.. Besides, after coming twice close to death, you realize  life is too short, too little to deal with littleness.

I opened my door and got out in the driveway. The driver of the van scanned a long rectangular green box and handed over to me after I signed. “It’s a little late for Valentine’s day” he said and gave me an almost guilty smile for bringing the parcel two days after Valentine’s day. “It’s never too late to express love” I instinctively replied.

My kids came at the entrance curious to see what the package was. “It’s from dad for Valentine’s!” I heard my son saying when he inspected the box externally and didn’t find any clue with regards to the sender.. “Open it!” But since the moment I took the package in my hands I knew it wasn’t from my husband: He had already offered me roses in advance, knowing he was going to be away from home for Valentine’s. It wasn’t any of my,  typical for Maui, online orders either. “No, it’s not from your dad, I know who it is from…” I replied and started opening the box feeling tears coming down my face.

The minute I opened the package my son just grabbed the card out of the box: “Oh!  it’s from Dona and the kids! They are sooo sweet! I soooo miss them mom!”… My daughter took out the teddy destined for her and gave it a hug, her eyes smiling: “I so want to go and visit them!! Please mom! please! Promise we will go!”

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I took the flowers and arranged them in the vase that had been included in the box. I filled the vase with water and threw in the plant food following the instructions. And while the powder started dissolving in the fresh water so did my doubts, my worries, my questions on human relationships..

If I am a fossil of an era when sincerity, trust, selflessness or respect had an actual meaning, at least I know I’m not alone. You are godsend Dona. You are an angel. A real blessing. And our paths will cross again. And again.. And again..

I sincerely, selflessly and respectfully trust in you.

Thank You. Thank You. Thank You a million times.

Love You and Miss You…

 

 

 

The month of LOVE

Not because it’s Valentine’s Day. I am an Anti-Valentine after all, remember? (check my “Postcards from an Anti-Valentine” post here).

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February is the month when my two sister souls celebrate their birthdays, two days apart. Two lovably crazy aquarians, two amazing women to whom I entrust my innermost thoughts and feelings and from whom I receive huge waves of love and strong doses of affection.
We all three are split in three different countries and spread miles apart though: USA – United Arab Emirates – Bahrain. I miss them. I soooo miss them.  I wish it was that easy to just grab a plane and go and celebrate with them. I wish they would just knock on my door in the mornings – just like that, without any prior notice – and join me for coffee when still in my pajamas and my hair a mess. I wish we skipped the yoga class and chit chat instead.. just because we have awesome bodies anyways and our conversations have the same value as meditation.
 I love you girls! May all your wishes come true and may we meet soon, very soon.. be it in Hawaii, in Athens, in Manama, in Cyprus, in Abu Dhabi… wherever.

 

Chasing Rainbows

Here I am after a long time. After a long journey. After lots of thinking. The beginning of a new adventure.

I said goodbye to Bahrain. I won’t miss the Kingdom as I am in Paradise. But I will certainly miss my friends there.  I already do.

And where exactly am I? What am I doing?

Far, far away. In the middle of the Pacific Ocean. But so close to the House of the Sun.

Living the life the way it should be. Simple.

Chasing Rainbows after the storm on Maui. Enjoying my every ride to and from home. Filling my lungs with oxygen and my heart with joy. Bathing in sun and salty water. Sipping sunsets and nature’s little wonders. Stargazing. Gulping the love of the Creator.

I’m settled but yet I’m not. I will be here to tell you all about it.

Love you all,

xxx

Evie

 

déjà vu

College sweethearts. Spring of 2000. Playing like kids in Orlando’s Universal Studios park.

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Parents. Summer of 2013. Playing with our kids in the same park.

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Our style and colors’ match is interesting, don’t you think?

Tripping to Paradise

Paradise does exist. It’s a tiny little dot laying in the middle of the pacific ocean. Mortals call it Maui, Hawaii. I’m back in town but I left my heart there.
What to do… Life is a beach.
Maui’s beauty is irresistible and our stay at Alejandro’s studios in Haiku- Pauwela was beyond enjoyable. You definitely have to visit the island at least once in your life and if you finally do, check with Alejandro for your accommodation. His profile on Airbnb is found here.
Aloha! 

September Obsessions

After spending two months in Greece I’m back with loads of news to share with you and a couple of surprises. But first things first. After all, September is the month of pulling yourself together, getting back to your routine, and planning for the months ahead. In my world, it’s the month of obsessions, it’s when I crave for changes and when I scan all fashion trends in order to make my winter wish-list.

Obsession #1 – Hair Color

All of you who follow me on Instagram (idolimages) you probably already know that I changed my hair a bit into a lovely rose gold color.

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I would be willing to try silver too but I’m so obsessed with the rose-gold after I’ve seen it on myself that I guess this shade is here to stay. If you are after a funky change like myself, I suggest you follow Lihn Phan’s @bescene on Instagram for inspiration. If you’re afraid experimenting with the color of your hair I recommend you try Bleach London or Stargazer semi-permanent colors which only last for a few washes. And then who knows? You might fall in love with your new shade and run straight to your hairstylist to make it stay for as long as you wish.

Obsession #2 – Backpack

One of my surprises involves a trip far far away from my home base which I hope I will be v-logging for you. But since I started planning the trip I realized my wardrobe is missing a traveller’s most basic accessory: the backpack. So I searched..
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Moschino backpack available at luisaviaroma.com for $695
Mmm.., “too preppy”…  so I searched..
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Michael Kors studded backpack for $358 at Macy’s.
too many studs… and I searched..
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Chanel graffiti backpack available on eBay for around $15,000
GEE! I ain’t gonna spend this much on a backpack despite its beauty!!!
So I ended up being obsessed with Rebecca Minkoff ‘s Julian, available at Bloomingdales for $395 (or BHD 160). It gives the boho impression I was looking for and it’s not as pricey as others.8723485_fpx.tif
But I don’t know whether to buy the leather or the suede version, which takes us to:

Obsession #3 Suede

And by the way, THE TREND for autumn 2015. Apart from my suede booties I love suede pants and suede bags. Suede may be delicate but I love its texture and slouchiness. And here is my Proenza Schouler PS1 pride. Bought from matchesfashion.com  who btw offer free shipping for a limited time! IMG_2686

Obsession #4 Clogs

Talking about suede, another trend coming from the 70’s is invading our wardrobe this season and it’s amazing in suede: Clogs! You can go with the Gucci horsebit-detailed ones in the picture available from Netaporter for $795 or check the much less expensive options from UGG. Screen Shot 2015-09-20 at 11.35.27 AMMy UGGs were quite a deal at $49,99 ! Yes you read correct. Here are my suede perforated clogs for the season:

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Obsession #5 Perfume

Chanel Coco Noir. Maybe the most expensive of all Chanel’s perfumes (35 ml at about $125) but let me tell you: it’s pure black magic.

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Obsession #6S – I meant iPhone 6S

My tweet at Apple’s last year event was:

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You know, my obsession with rose gold dates back in 2013… or even earlier. When iPhone 6s finally arrives in rose gold, how can I ignore it? 14211-9572-iphone6s-spalsh-l

Obsession #7 Camel Coat 

I know it’s kinda early and with the hot weather here my chances wearing a coat are rather low to zero. Maybe that’s why I haven’t bought one yet even if I have been lusting it for the last two years and believe it to be the ultimate winter wardrobe basic. I can still look for one though, right?
Balenciaga Camel Coat at matchesfashion.com
Balenciaga Camel Coat at matchesfashion.com
So, what are your obsessions for this season?

Try

No regrets about where my life path led. Just memories. Good ones and bad ones. Today I want to share a short story about me and compliment it with a song.
When I was in high school I took drums lessons. My dream back then and for a few years after I finished school was to work on MTV in UK where I could combine both my love for music and television. It didn’t quite work that way and it was only until later in my life I worked for television and much-much later until I picked up the drum sticks again.
Today my son and daughter share my passion for music and they make me proud of their achievements. Sure I am aware that I am less talented than my son or daughter, still I believe I have the right to try and do my best. So here is a song with a special meaning.
This week will be exactly one year since I underwent brain surgery and all I can say is I will never stop living my life to the fullest. What is my idea of a full life? Learning. Experiencing. Feeling. Never stop trying. In our busy lives we get consumed with all the little details and we ignore our inner voice, we neglect our inner child. Except for when we get surrounded by kids. Then, when we actually have to look into their eyes, we are reminded how easy it is to nurture our thirsty soul by simply acknowledging its ageless status. Only then we find a greater meaning and an excellent example to guide us to happiness. Just Try.

Kathmandu… Why?

Photo memories from my trip to Kathmandu back in 2009… Today I feel as sad as I felt when I first visited the emerald valley that has lost its shine under the heavy smog.
 But most of all I wonder what happened to all these kids I met on the streets of the busy and dirty city. I just wish and hope God kept them safe.
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Long Live Me then :)

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Another year older, another year (hopefully) wiser. But certainly another year loved. The kind of love it penetrates your heart and radiates back out in the colors of the rainbow.  I can’t describe how thankful I am for all the people I have in my life today. Far or near, family or friends, face to face or on social media they all wished me happy birthday and I feel grateful for the time they spent in their busy and demanding lives thinking about me even for a second, even with a sticker posted on my fb account…
As for Dona… my precious friend went the extra mile to get me peonies. Yes, peonies. In Bahrain. I found the bouquet when I went back home in the afternoon and I almost burst in tears.. She had read my thoughts here.
In the evening I enjoyed the perfect dinner (pizza) and drink (coke) prepared by my kids (my wanna-be waiters) who took my order, put some relaxing music in the candle-lit atmosphere and helped me cut my cake. I couldn’t think of a better party!

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I know I have been quiet for a while but I want you to know that I am thinking of you.
P.S. I love you.