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There is nothing wrong about feeling sexy when you are home alone, lol, I am so serious. I have told a few of my friends this and the first thing they did was laugh when I said that. Seriously, sometimes being at home taking care of the little one(s) or being a house wife can be depressing….some days. You can’t wait on people to give you happiness or to make you feel sexy. “You” have to do it for yourself!
My answer to that is get out the house and get some fresh air, go shopping, hang out with a friend, take the children to the park, or go exercise. All these activity would force you to put on clothing, make up your face and hair. But when stuck at home you are slumming around in your pajamas or nothing at all looking comfy crazy. My answer to that is girlfriend place on a sexy panty, if you like pantyhose place that on too or alone:) find a bra that make your breast say helloooo. Make your face up. Place some music on and do your hair. Spray on some perfume. Turn off your phones so no one interrupt your process. If you have a child set that child infront of tv show for 30 minutes (normally I am against this, but when mommy need time out to take care of herself do what you got to do that won’t harm the child). Place on a top with jeans that show your curves if not then a dress that make you feel sexy. So when you pass your reflection you smile at that hot momma you see! And when the hubby or partner come home they can go “wow, where did you went today” or just enter your home with a smile. Don’t forget accessories. Accessories accessories I will always say…bling bling, lol. Seriously do the complete look. Do it for you! Do it for your self esteem! Baby you are beautiful! No matter what size you are and what flaw you have. We are all human.
Quick note to guys, this note goes out to you too! The only difference would be groom yourself to how you like it, take time out for yourself, spray on some cologne. I would hate to say put on clothing. Because I find a man sexy in boxers and a muscle tshirt….hot! But put on what make you feel sexy and follow the rest of the direction above. You are worth it! You are hot!
Wishing you all a great sexy day and weekend!
Lora Victoria Fotografie
Today I cooked stuff bell pepper and a lot of filling (bulgar rice and mince meat) left over for tomorrow dinner to use with an egg plant, and the day after to eat with string beans. This is the first dinner I made since here when I don’t count the pot of instant soup, lol. Yesterday was the first breakfast which was egg, toast, and sausage.
Been a long day today but a good day. Tomorrow should be fun and interesting meeting up alone and chatting with new people. Nervous as usual but I am sure I will be okay. Good night WordPress
Turkey is truly another world. The organization is barely when when it comes to many things such as government buildings (I could tell you the story about my visa visit but I save that for another time when I actually do have a headache), driving, and so much more. But this post is not about organization. It is about people frame of mind. Not just in Turkey but all over to be quite blunt.
Bad experiences since I have been here:
- Taxi drivers who rip you off if you are trying to get one in the tourist area. When out the tourist area it is very rare.
- Recently, taxi driver who drop us off where we did not wanted to go and told us the store we are looking for is at the corner. (It was not…not even in the area!)
- Recently again, taxi driver who you tell where you want to go and give them the name and address of the place for them to say that they don’t speak English but continue driving. Ah hello….where are you taking us too then if you don’t understand us and barely looked at our phone for the information we was giving you?!?! Time to get out and find another taxi driver.
- Beggers who can’t take no for no but get mad when we don’t pay them for doing something we didn’t ask for. They don’t know they are messing with the wrong one.
- Today, lady who made me go for a swim when I got back home. Needed to throw my tension somewhere. Flower lady who I felt sorry for that I wanted to help because she looked like a honest worker and she was selling flowers and not begging. Great day today, heck this weekend. Felt good. Went over to buy two bunches of flowers. She trying to convince me of a bunch of white roses I don’t like. I know she is trying to make a sale so I said I take these yellow daisy instead. So still three. 10tl each bundle. Total of 30. Paid her 50 because I had no change. She gave me back 10. Asked nicely for the other 10. She looked at me like I must be crazy. That is all I am getting. I looked at her like yeah right. Translator guy came over. Explained. The darn lady showed the guy I gave her 15tl. I am like no I gave you 5…0..50tl and you gave me back only 10. You owe me another ten. Couldn’t keep my cool any longer so my ghetto behavior came out in which I did not care. I don’t like a thief. I told her if she did not give me back my money I am going to call the police. I am sure she understood the word “police” if not anything else. My husband yelling for me to come one and just let her have it. I am like, “NO!”. I want back my money she can have back her flowers. I don’t want to buy from a person who steals from me. Give me back my money. I know I was loud and people came around. But I did not care. Got back my money and left complaining as she did too to the translator. People kills me. They see a nice smiley person and think oh she is nice, she is not from here, I can take from her. Hell naw! I been raised up in the street as my husband said tonight. I can be so quiet, so professional, but cross me badly or test my integrity I show you my other side which is not lovely at all. I don’t like thieves. I don’t like people who are rude to people. I don’t like people who are out of order and think it is funny. My husband said this is why we could never moved or visit Brazil. In Brazil he would be worry about me daily. That is another story.
I was going to post a photo of shame but I did that on my FB page already and like I mentioned early I swam her almost out my system. Before I end this post I don’t want you to think Turkey is an awful place. It is just different and people are people where ever you go. This is just me pointing out my bad experiences so far. I have a lot of good ones in which some I have wrote about already. I am just a person who write how I feel in the moment. I tend to express myself much better then. Good night WordPress. Wishing you all a great start in the week.
These boxes are driving me nuts! I have a funny feeling they will be finish by the time the New Year roll in, no joking. Unboxing is not a problem but trying to organize and finding a place for all is not so easy. These are boxes for 13 years of togetherness and coming from always 5 bedroom houses/flat to now a two bed room flat that is pretty much open style. Throwing away so many things already even some props and backgrounds. Hoping someone find them and make good use of them. Still have tons more to go.
I have been trying to get in some exercise. Since I have been here I have been losing weight slowly which is great. With effort and none, lol. Tons of food here but am a picky eater. You would never know by looking at me. But I eat more junk then food. Here there are no junk food I am really into. Believe me I tried. Even my love for chips died here. Can’t find any salty chips. But funny thing is when I was in Germany for a few days last month I bought my salty chips on the first day and only ate a handful and threw away the rest. I was not into it anymore. I think this move will help me in many ways positively.
Yesterday I took a break from doing boxes and took selfies. I am typically not a selfie person. I enjoy taking photos of others and not so much myself. And when I do take photos of myself which is rare then I edit them, lol. The addiction of photoshop since digital cameras came out :) These photos were made from my cell phone. I don’t have any energy to unpack my camera gears and spread them in this mess. Those box will be the last boxes I will touch.
Wishing everyone a great week and weekend.
P.S. in two weeks I will be attending a fashion show if all goes well here in Turkey! Went to one in Paris and another in New York years ago so I am very excited!
It has been a long day. Therefore, I will copy and paste what I place on my fb wall then go to bed. To tired to write much or to turn on my pc.
Movers started at 8am and just finish with a very short break.
Back pain, foot pain, and hungry. Will be busy unpacking for a good month. Need to sort things out to keep and again to painfully throw away while unpacking. We have too much stuff! We gave away and threw half of our old flat out and still that was not enough :( Have a great weekend every body!
I have so much to write about but will summarize some of my days and thoughts in this post before getting to what I really want to write about. Bare with me. A couple of days ago it was cold and windy. You all know my love with water my other love from mother nature is wind. Yes, even when it is freezing. Wind is also magical to me and drama baby. One morning after breakfast I went to the balcony of the hotel. I saw how the leaves of the trees and stems were waving to me saying hello come out and enjoy the wind. So after a few minutes smiling to myself of watching the trees tempting me I went quickly to my room place on my swimming clothing smiling so contently and jump right into the cold water. I knew it would of been cold since outside was and no sun was shining. This is why I jump in to get it over with. Like I tell the models I worked with immerse themselves and give it a few minutes. Their body temperature will get use to it soon enough. My last shoot last year was in September in Germany. The weather was warm, sun was shining, but water was freezing cold. All the models and I was shaking in the water but happy about the results, lol. My photographer friend saw a model that we froze in the water last year with me and she said she want to shoot with us again but this time in warmer water, lol. He told her he will tell me, lol. Point is that I swam and exercise in the pool for a good hour or so alone. A few people came out to enjoy the wind and read a book but the pool was mines for that day. Felt so good to dare myself and enjoy it never caring, as usual, what one may say/think.
Today I am sitting on the floor of my apartment. The movers should of came today but they are held up in customs and will not be here until Saturday morning. My husband called and told me I should go back to the hotel and relax. I told him I go later. I go do some shopping plus I want to see how the walk is to the store that is 10 minutes in walking distance. As I walked I noticed the side walks are really high. You could do step aerobic on them. But this is not every where. They are narrow for sure. Sometimes with bushes creeping out the wall forcing you to walk in the street. Now I understand why so many people walk in the streets. Walking to the store was not bad it was nice since it was going down hill. Coming back up was the killer to remind me how out of shape I am. Next week my diet and exercise regimen start back. I need to find out if they have pilate or yoga here if not find a class for it. My doctor in Germany told me to take a class it is good for my back which effect the pain in my heart. When the muscle is tight uncomfortable pain in my heart area starts. Before I end this morning and go on the next topic. I must say I think I understand the dog that growl and bark at me last week. I think some people are like dogs or atleast that dog. I am a big, dark, woman that wear big hair. I love volume. Many people no matter what country I am in stare at me except for the State. I am starting to think if it is not only my weight and my skin color it must really be my hair. For example a girl today said “wow” and call her friends to come take a look. and a guy yesterday did the same. I of course said hello to them in their language which always surprise them because they think I understood what they said, lol. I think if people find me to be interesting, that dog must had also. Everyone who past the dog was white and was normal daily looking to him/her. When it saw me I was the tasty dark meat. Maybe that can be a positive thing for me here in the future. I let you know if so.
Now for the reason I wanted to write. Everyone who really know me know I love Vogue. I love Vogue for a long time. What is the reason I love Vogue? Easy, I love fashion. I love how interested the photos are. I typically look at thousand of photos per day. Honestly, the good one keep my attention for more than a minute the okay one for a few seconds. What make a photo interesting? The color, the style, and most important the lighting. A good photographer know from a photos what lighting and modifier are being used. In what direction the photographer is shooting from or where he/her is standing. If a photo has been photoshop to what extreme. I analyze many photos that keep my attention. As I study them to advance myself. Granted I have taking and will take always tons of workshop to get hand on experience but also studying photos will help any photographer to better their techniques/skills. Oh yeah another reason I love Vogue because it show what is hot in the industry meaning photograph style and color choice editing. At the moment I notice rich in color, tons of noise and grains/high iso are being use, not so much shallow DOF as many photographers are using for portraits more so F8 and higher to show details. Also over expose photos meaning on the body and face is highlight to show a great contrast. Photos like that I hate but in Vogue and other magazines it is the in things such as over 15 years ago. Fashion and photography styles always come back into play. One last thing. The beauty of posing. In Vogue issues the poses are so gentle, elegant, normal, and relax. I love how a simple pose with the right clothing, model, simpleness in background, with the right hair do can make such a big impact on the photo…don’t forget also editing style. Before I end this I want to say also that I have been noticing cloth background painter style are really coming back into play. They are quite expensive but beautiful no matter what DOF a photographer use. My husband told me last year to buy one, but I can’t see spending tons of money on a background at that time, plus I did not needed it. I will though in three more years.
I know that you have been noticing me writing a lot lately. It is due to the fact that I have a lot of times on my hands to actually sit down longer than 10 minutes without being in a hurry or editing massive amount of photos. While I am living here in Turkey my post will be more so like an open diary/journal. Something I can look back onto later. This is the reason why I still have not open the comment section. You are welcome to read if you like I don’t mind at all.
I think at times I am a very open mind person. Not open to hatred or anything that attack a person religion, race, nationality, sex, weight, disabilities, and etc. Will never be open to that. But open more so to love no matter what gender it may be. Legal age love of a person 18 and older. Why must it be 18 because in my mind that is the mature age a person is legal to say who they want to be with. Or atleast that what society have taught me. I have read and seen on tv innocent children being married off to men that could be their fathers if not grandfather. That in my oppinion is sick. Let a child be a child! I can go on but I really need to stay focus … sorry.
The reason I want to write is because I would like to share a book if anyone is interested. Early yesterday I watched the biography of Anne Lister diary “I know my own Heart”. This book is more for the opening minded, sorry to say. It is a book about a person looking for love with the same sex in a time and era that did not allow it. I don’t want to give too much information. Just think this book is a great read. You can find out more about Anne Lister online, maybe on youtube, and get to know her thoughts personal through this book which was taking from her diary. If I did not saw the biography yesterday I would for sure read the book. Seem like a good read. Wishing you all a great day!
Lora Victoria Fotografie