Gypsy days

For some inexplicable reason, today felt like a gypsy day…

It might have been the weather—uncertain and windy and with a gypsy song hanging from a murky sky…

 

Thus, Shakira’s gypsy song has been on my mind almost all day today… remember? “Walking gets too boring when you learn how to fly lalala, cause I'm a gypsy, are you coming with me… I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me…. lalala”.

 

Oh and I would too! I would certainly wear your 'secret garden’ frocks and magical jewelry… rings and bracelets and necklaces too—you know the ones… the ones you wear whenever the world gets too big for you, or too small or too crowded and you just have to disappear to some imaginary woods somewhere so that you can become one with Nature and be one with yourself again?  That's me.  But I hope you'll understand.  ;)

 Anyway, what was I saying? Ah yes that today I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I was staring right at Shakira on one of her worse bad hair days-roots and all?  So I colored my roots and then decided to change the look of my girly room as well.  To spice it up a bit and fit with the day?

I like to change and rearrange things around often when I get tire of the same… same look, same old boringness.
 

So I put all of my shabby chic beddings and pillows away and out came the gypsy in me...  

 

We are all wanderers on this earth. our hearts are full of wonder,

and our souls are deep with dreams.

 - gypsy proverb

 

 

Don't be afraid to sparkle...

and always-always look around you for those little joys

 

 

And remember not to forget the flowers blooming at your feet

while trying to reach the moon...

  

Love my little gypsy room...

 

And at the end of the day before you close your eyes,

be content with where you have been,

and proud of who you are…

 

Love you all!

 

Cielo