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Notes de La Mode
If you have a gust of fashion, you should come to see us at the Hotel Metropol this Saturday evening for exceptional catwalk!
Our talented designers group ‘The Little Blue Bird’, is performing a catwalk for the next season, with a Parisien breath.
Our designers Nicolina Demidowich and John Asten with distinct feeling for urban style, are bringing fresh look with a lot of cute details. Their performance is full of novelties, daring colors, silky, velvety materials with accent on hand made embroidery details.
These designers might not wow you, but we do have something that would leave you breathless. Surprise of the evening can leave you with a timeless memory of this event. (Please note: if we were to reveal it, it wouldn’t be surprise.)
Then there is our Hatwoman, Anica Holstein, whose charming bonnets, hats and caps are lovely accessory to whole looks of a trendy persona. It could leave you thinking that you are original Parisian and that you are able to defeat the force of gravity and triviality.
And if all these new models aren’t enough, we have our award-winning magic designer, famous Leora Lonek, who has learned to combine the vintage style with the simple perfection of the modern look. These combined designs are being heralded as ‘new breeze’ for the next generation of designers to master.
Finally, ‘The Little Blue Bird’ does not leave the audience with a big languish for Paris, we may have created an experience that is remarkably similar, one that is completely new for a fashion scene of 21st century.
See you there!
Lime trees
It was a pleasant afternoon; sun was still on the horizon. I could smell lime leaves and the air smelled like in my home town. I could almost touch it. My grandfather sent me to buy some mineral water. I hated it because I had to bring several bottles, and it was very heavy for a six-year-old.
But the stroll to the shop with empty bottles was quite pleasant (I had to deposit those in the store). Everything was nice. Freedom, like an adult, nice weather, trees, and as I walked looking onto the buildings and the pavement, I realized that maybe behind that corner is a secret street, where I can turn and come to my home.
You know, my parents left me to live with my grandparents, in another town (around 300 km away).
So, that idea came to me, and as I was passing nice small town buildings, I was checking if this is a secret street that leads to my home. No, that’s not the one. That street has to be green with flowers and lime trees. My home town is just like that. But the smell in the air was the same. I passed a nice shop with toys and wooden horses in it. They even had a Snow White. Probably, behind that corner is the street. No, but there is an apple store. I regularly bought the golden apples that my grandparents liked the most. In the shop was Mirna, my friend, we played school games almost every day.
And in that moment, I noticed that I was passing next to the street that was at a steep angle to the main street. There were some apartment buildings and a yard for kids to play. I should check that one.
to be continued..