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4 февр. 2016 г.

Isn't it too dreamy?


Too much noir-jazz in recent days. Its sweet sounds envelop my body and caress my hearing like a dense and sweet honey. I plunge in the atmosphere inspired by David Lynch's masterpieces, where can be heard angelic voice of Julee Cruise. Somewhere on the edge between reality and fantasy heavy curtains of red velvet  rustle on the floor and anxious and astringent saxophone from penetrating melodies of Angelo Badalamenti makes me move smoothly into its rhythmI enjoy gloomy detectives from 50s, where even murders are full of luxury and elegance, and each lady's outfit is able to pierce a man's heart better than the sharpest dagger. I like trying on my vintage boa. It is so easy to imagine myself a fatal poisoner descended from another noir movie. 




20 нояб. 2015 г.

Black October

Even in the middle of November I still relish post-Halloween mood. It came the most difficult period for me, when I barely see the sun and nature around me is painted in the mournful colors. At the same time I try to enjoy my melancholy and draw inspiration from it. Time for black silk blouses and Sylvia Plath lyrics.The best soundtracks for these days are Corpus Delicti, Fields of the Nephilim and Sisters of Mercy. And now I've also found fragrance that suited my despondency perfectly. It's "Death and Decay" by Lush. What a sweet goth name! 



"The pure scent of lily mingles with over-ripe tones of indole to give this fragrance a pungent, narcotic headiness. Let it transport you to a serene space where the fullness of beauty and its inevitable decay can be contemplated without fear. The message is one of meditation, acceptance and optimism delivered in a glorious, floral flourish"



Available in both solid and oil form. I am the proud owner of a small jar with solid perfume. Every time I open it and put on the skin, I feel a kind of decadent pleasure in the spirit of Dorian Gray. They certainly smell funereal, but at the same time incredibly calm. This is mature, wise and peaceful aroma. I'm just in love with it.  
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I wanted to share with you also a couple of trinkets from my Halloween:


1) Oh so lovely pumpkin brooch found on Ebay fields. It created me a holiday mood a week before the event.


2) My culinary masterpiece - a vegan sandwich "Frankenstein." Avocados, olives and tomatoes - the best combination for healthy and creepy breakfast ever!


Blessed me, my Darlings!

29 мая 2015 г.

Can you feel my heart beat?


So, my dear friends, what's new happening here?

May 26th has been one of the most beautiful and extraordinary days of my life! It was the day Nick Cave gave a concert in St.Petesburg. You know, the last six months his music played a very important role for me. The night before the concert I slept very bad and terribly worried. There was a feeling that I'm going on a first date XD I wanted to look like something special. So I chose a black pencil dress with cherry print, high-heeled shoes and fasinator with a veil. I came to the concert hall one hour before the show. A small crowd of fans has been waiting for Nick at the stage door and I joined them. It seems to me, it took 70 minutes until the car with musicians appeared. Unfortunately Nick just waved his hand and left. But I realized that my legs are literally fall off due to uncomfortable shoes. Fortunately, the concert was supposed to be a chamber, and I had a ticket for a seat. Someone caught me in the crowd waiting for King Ink:


 
(I'm looking so frightened here! I can't watch without laughing)

Finally the show started. Nick came out, greeted the audience and played one of his slow songs. What was my surprise when, at the beginning of the second song, half of the audience stood up from their seats and rushed to the scene! I thought that this was my chance too and ran after them. So after doing this I was two-three meters away from the scene. Nick was simply divine! He was in contact with the audience constantly, shaking hands with everyone, communicate with us, joked, danced. Meanwhile, my feet again made themselves felt. Well, I couldn't think of anything better than simply take off my shoes :) Yes, I was at the concert of Nick Cave barefoot! 😆 I hope it was dark enough and no one saw... I was absolutely happy to be much closer to Nick than originally expected. But those people who bought very expensive tickets to the first row - not at all. They asked the guards to disperse those who hindered them watching.  Security began to press people, but instead of getting away from the scene, I was even closer! But...my dress was torn...Whoops! So, I'm standing barefoot and in tattered clothes in one meter away from Maestro. Well done! I thought, ok, I have nothing to lose. And start my path towards Nick. In the end I found myself in the front row! Hell, this worth it all! Goodness, I feel dizzy at the thought that King Ink was even holding my hand!  I was the happiest person on earth! Nick Cave is a real magician or shaman. His ritual movements fascinate. And what's make me more happier is that at the end of the show I was able to get the paper with set list! So, my legs hurt terribly and clothing was damaged, but I touched the cold hand of Nick, received a present and heard my favorite songs! I'm in love! 😍 After the show, I was trembling from overstimulation and could not stop. Again I slept very bad, and the morning after was feeling just awful. The tale was over. If you will allow me to compare Nick Cave with drugs, he is definitely heroin. Mad euphoria and grave condition after. I swear, I even felt pain. Now I like learning to live again. Everything falls into place. Nevertheless, I repeat, it was one of the brightest days of my life...



(Nick Cave's preaching)





   

10 нояб. 2014 г.

Wonderful life


Sweet November outside. Last leaves have already fallen down from the trees. Strolling along the park in the morning I'm enjoying the last rays of the sun on my face. Whitish frost covers the grass and the ice has begun to constrain water. It seems that with the last flocks of birds my soul is  flying away. Soon  there will come  the endless black nights and I will enter into the period of melancholy and screeching halt. Inaction, passivity and unwillingness to do  or to change anything haunt me in the winter. So now, in a season that inspires me the most, I have to do the maximum! In plans there are articles, notes, long letters, and many other things that have long been waiting for me on the writing table. Autumn, don't leave me...







8 окт. 2014 г.

October and the trees are stripped bare of all they wear. What do I care?

(Me, Irina Voorhees, Julia Pchela, Kristina Boyko)



As soon as on the new sheet of calendar appears word 'October', in my head softly and thoughtfully, starts to sound old U2 song.  Such a simple and touching, it  characterized  this month the best. The keys in this song are similar to the the last glimpses of the warm sun, which soon will be hidden from us for the long winter months. October is intoxicating, makes us poetic and melancholic. The body falls into a trance and all that I want to do - just to admire the golden leaves, floating on the cooling waters of  my soul.

9 июл. 2014 г.

I am the captain of my pain


What could be worse than a quarrel with a close friend? This compares to parting with a loved one. Unfortunately now I'm just in such a situation. You can really love the person, but sometimes you get so much negativity that it is no longer possible to stay near and you  leave. Me and my friend Irina were together for many years. We have so many common memories, projects, plans... But lately, only  frustration, rage and anger comes from her. I know that she is very emotional person and often simply non-controlling herself. But I am too tired and can't be the same garbage pit, which merges all the bad things. We are both very sick. I don't want to quarrel and sort things out. I'm on the verge of ceasing to communicate with her at all. I hope it will pass. Now I just need silence, peace and solitude. My boyfriend says that I should not take the quarrel with a friend so close to the heart. But it's impossible, because she is the part of my life. Without her, I would lose a piece of myself. Now my mind is polluted by negative emotions, I need to be cleansed, need some kind of meditation.


23 июн. 2014 г.

The House of Usher





Last weekend I visited the place where I spent my summer vacation in childhood. This is cozy cottage on the edge of the village, on the border with forest. You know, it's a very strange feeling to come back to where you have not been for many years. In my memories remained a quite idyllic picture: a large wooden house, apple trees around, the path to the lake, surrounded by fragrant  rosehips. It was so painful to see that the house stands empty and abandoned, and the land around it is overgrown with tall grass. Lots of beautiful trees are cut down and tracks asphalted. Place loses its magic and forest spirits leave it... We walked a lot draped in plaid along the magnificent lake with blue water and a little rain felt sad just like me, creating a special lyrical atmosphere. I would love to go back to the time when I was so small and the world was so large and unknown.





21 апр. 2014 г.

From the brightest star comes the blackest hole - You had so much to offer why did you offer your soul?


I'm probably the last person who hasn't written about this masterpiece by Jim Jarmusch. I'm not so often make posts about movies, but here I can't be silent. This film is firmly holding me in his arms, squeezing, preventing thoughts about anything else. The last time such a strong feeling I had only from some works of David Lynch. And now here it is again. It's incredibly deep, powerful film, with lots of hidden symbols and subtle allusions. Twilight, languid music, vampire theme, stunning images - that's what comes to mind when trying to describe it. The story told by Jarmusch seems so real, that while watching you literally feel the oriental flavors of Morocco and the stale air of Detroit. This is the best vampire movie of the last 15 years, and I believe it will become a cult classic along with "Hunger" and other legends of cinema. Tilda Swinton is beautiful as ever, and Tom Hiddleton really broke my heart by his gloomy Byronical image and unforgettable sad green eyes...





27 мар. 2014 г.

The velvet blade of apathy




Phew ... Yesterday my thesis was finally approved at a meeting of professors at my university. Now I feel kind of devastation and sadness. The fact is that I merged with my research work and study, and I'm scared to imagine that all this will be over soon. Although, may be it's spring acting so on the unbalanced people :)  Just in a week the darkness left my city, and here is so much bright sunlight now... How can you not have arisen psychosis! 



But the best cure for a girl is shopping :) I have long needed spring shoes and I saw this lovely couple in time. They are made in retro style of fake leather and suede. And of course the photos can't convey how cute they look on the legs ^^. What is important for me, they remind of Audrey Horne's shoes  from Twin Peaks, my favorite heroine. 



If we are talking about shopping, I can't hide my admiration for the new facility for hair from Diego Dalla Palma. This is a wonderful shampoo and conditioner. I bought them in a spa hotel during a trip to Mikkeli. At the moment this cosmetic line has become my number 1. It strengthens the hair and makes it silky, just magic! 


4 мар. 2014 г.

The Picture of Dorian Graсе



Oh no, that's not a typo :) I named this post so because my close friend from America hung my picture on his wall, and it's immediately sparked association with the story of Wilde! For the first time I see my photos in this form and it is very pleasant to me. 











Oh how I would like that picture to grow old  instead of me ... I'm afraid of aging. What do you think of this? How do you feel about that process? I always wanted to be a vampire, for the reason that old age and death won't affect me. Just imagine - you're forever young, healthy, and you have hundreds of years ahead to explore all that you are interested! What could be better than this?!


19 февр. 2014 г.

My little world has lost its light

Unusually warm February. I love this weather. But there is no way to enjoy the revival occurring in nature. Black stripe have started and it lasts for around two weeks. I am haunted by the failures and minor mishaps. Same with my friends and family. Now I'm afraid to take any significant steps or take vital decisions. Waiting for some sign that all bad is ended. From morning till night I'm doing research for my thesis, and hope that anything evil won't happen again.



Something must change! In this situation, I decided to change myself. Slightly. Farewell bangs! :) Sounds silly, but I need at least something new or I'll go crazy. Besides, I have long wanted to appeal to a more classical looking. So bye-bye colored strands! On the other hand it is connected with the fact that the place where I desire to work after my graduation  very high demands to the appearence. But it's still a secret!

I would love to know how do you feel about the signs and portents? You follow them?