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Ce vreau sa ma fac atunci cand voi fi mare?! / What I want to be when I grow up?! September 27, 2011

Posted by lillylikes in Personal.
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Este o doamna la locul meu de munca pe care eu personal o gasesc extraordinat de feminina, de frumoasa, de eleganta, de aranjata, de cocheta si de …. Doamna :). Sa zicem ca o cheama M. Primul lucru pe care l-am remarcat la ea, acum vreun an si ceva, a fost mirosul, o adevarata mireasma de flori de primavara… efectiv simteam ca narile imi sunt invadate de mirosul unui buchet imens de flori. Apoi am inceput incet-incet sa o spionez si am remarcat ca doamna M. este zi de zi machiata, imbracat extraordinar de frumos si cu bun simt, are bijuterii de bun gust si rafinate, eleganta, parfumata, cocheta.

Ei bine, desi eu lucrez acolo cu norma intreaga de aproape 2 ani,  eu cu Doamna M. nu am vorbit niciodata pana vara aceasta, cred. Doamna M nu lucreaza exact la departamentul meu si are alte responsabilitati fata de ale mele deci, as putea zice ca nu prea avem locuri comune de intalnire, sau subiecte comune de discutat sau ca suntem …. prietene.

Oricum, prima data cand am ajuns la departamentul ei, cu ceva treburi, am observat ca inainte de a ajunge la biroul ei, cu doua usi, de pe hol, am inceput sa ii simt mirosul parfumului… Este un miros extraordinar, deosebit, bun si frumos si pe care sa fiu sincera abia asteptam sa il simt. .

Vorbind cu ea, nu puteam sa nu imi treaca prin gand tot felul de intrebari: Oare cum face de e atat de feminina? Cum de poate sa emane atata feminitate? Sau cum se poate machia asa frumos? Sau cum de se imbraca asa frumos? Dar oare cine a invatat-o sa se machieze asa frumos sau sa se imbrace asa bine? Oare a invatat-o cineva sau pur si simplu are ea talentul asta? Dar oare ea stie ce parfum bun are? Oare stie ca il simt de la 2 usi distanta? Oare stie ca imi place de MOR parfumul asta? Oare stie ca geanta ei LV de pe masa pare aruncata aiurea?… Dar parca si la geanta aia a ei ii sta foarte bine aruncata acolo…. intrebari de genul acesta.

Eu de cand eram mica am avut o idee despre feminitate si despre frumusete, idee pe care inca o mai am, si gandeam ceva de genul: frumusetea si feminitatea trebuie sa vina in mod natural, sa nu para nimic artificial, sa vina din interior, sa emane in jurul tau si sa para ca asa esti nascuta poate… chiar daca nu esti. Sa stii umbla pe tocuri in cel mai natural mod, nu ca si cum ai calca cu catalige si sa calci ca din pod. Cand iti pui o rochita pe tine sa o stii purta cu mandrie, cu eleganta sau rafinament si atunci vei arata impecabil. Cand te machiezi, chiar si in zilele mai proaste, sa stii exact unde sa pui accentul ca sa iti acoperi unele “defecte” (un rid, ochii obositi, cearcane, un cos) si astfel vei arata ca si cum nu ar fi nici o problema. Sa stii sa iti asortezi bijuteriile cu restul hainelor in asa fel incat sa nu exagerezi cu nimic, totul sa fie perfect si in armonie… Si cam asa, cred ca ati prins ideea.

Eu pe doamna M. cam asa o vad. Cred ca in viata mea am mai intalnit o singura persoana de acest gen, foarte speciala si draga mie, iar despre ea o sa scriu candva un alt post. Un lucru e clar, de fiecare data cand le vad ma fac sa simt adanc-adanc in sufletul meu urmatorul lucru “as vrea si eu sa fiu ca ele atunci cand o cresc mare … o Doamna!”

Ei bine, intr-o zi in cantina la pauza de masa, in timp ce imi luam un pahar cu apa, am simtit-o ca e in spatele meu.. parfumul ei o trada. Nu am rezistat, m-am intors si i-am spus ceva de genu “Stiam ca sunteti aici… din cauza parfumului pe care il aveti si care miroase extraordinar de bine. Cum se numeste?” Si doamna M. a inceput sa rada si mi-a spus in soapta numele parfumului, apoi a mai spus ” Sa nu zici la nimeni asta, pentru ca multe din colegele cu care mananc zilnic aici m-au intreabat… si nu le-am spus”. Am inceput sa radem amandoua, i-am promis ca nu o sa le spun, ea a plecat iar eu am ramas si mai impresionata de ea… cu parfumul ei inca in nari.  Numele parfumului nu pot sa il spun, pentru ca i-am promis ca nu il spun la nimeni… dar cu siguranta e pe lista mea, si il voi cumpara cat de curand.. Cine stie poate intr-o zi cand nu am sa mai gasesc Fendi-ul meu acesta va fi urmatoarea mea febelte in materie de parfumuri. Sigur ii voi face un review acestui parfum, si poate o sa il descoperiti care e… dar asta ramane de vazut daca veti citi acest blog pana atunci…

Dar alt gand nu imi da pace, oare de ce mi-a spus mie?!

English version

There is a lady at my work place which I personally find extremely feminine, beautiful, elegant, stylish, coquette and…. a Lady! 🙂 Let’s call her M. The first thing I noticed about her, about a year ago, was her fragrance, truly a spring flower odour… I actually felt that my nose was invaded by the smell of a huge flower bouquet. Afterwards I started to spy on her a little and I noticed that Mrs. M always wears make-up, is dressed very nicely and with common sense, has good taste and is refined when it comes to jewelleries, elegance, perfumed, coquette.

Well, even though I am working at this place for more than 2 years, I never spoke to Mrs. M until this summer. Mrs. M works in another department and has different responsibilities compared to mine, I could say that we do not have common ground to meet, or even common subjects to discuss or that we are not even… friends.

Anyway, the first time I walked by her department, with some business, I noticed that before getting to her office, two doors away on the lobby, I was able to sense her perfume. It was an extraordinary fragrance, one of a kind, good and beautiful and which I admit I could not wait to sense it again.

Talking to her, I could not help thinking and asking myself all kinds of questions: How does she do it that she looks so feminine? How can she ooze so much femininity? Or how did she put on such a nice make-up? Or how come she dresses so nicely? But who taught her to put on such a nice make-up or to dress like this? Did she learn these or she just simply has this talent? Does she know what a good perfume she has? Does she know that it can be felt from two doors away? Does she know that I am DYING for this perfume? Does she even know that her LV bag sitting on the table looks casually thrown there?… But even the bag looks good thrown away in that way…. these types of questions.

Ever since I was little, I had an idea about femininity and beauty, an idea which I still carry with me, and it goes something like this: beauty and femininity must come naturally, so that it does not look artificial, to come from the inside, to exude and look like you are maybe born this way… even if you are not. To know how to walk on high heels in the most natural way, not like walking on stilts and steping out of a roof. When you put on a dress, to know how to wear it with pride, elegance or refinement and then you will look flawless. When you put on a make-up, even on the worst of days, to know exactly, where to emphasize and cover some “defects” (a wrinkle, tired eyes, dark circles, a  pimple) and thus you would look like you don’t have a care in the world. To know how to match you jewelleries with your clothes so that you don’t exaggerate, and everything should be perfect and in harmony… something like this, I guess you got the idea.

I see Mrs. M like that. I guess I have met only one similar person in my life, very special and dear to me, but I will write about this person some other time. One thing is clear, every time I see them I feel deep down in my soul that ” I wish to be like them when I grow up… a Lady!”

Well, one day at the lunch break, being at the canteen and while reaching for a glass of water, I felt her standing behind me… her perfume was betraying her. I could not resist, turned around and told her something like “I knew you were here… because of the perfume you’re wearing which smells absolutely brilliant. How is it called?” And Mrs. M started to laugh and whispered me the name of the perfume, and then said “Don’t tell it to anyone, because all my colleagues have asked me that… and I did not tell them”. We both started laughing then, and I promised I would not spoil the secret, she left and I was standing there even more impressed than I was before… with her fragrance in my nose. The name of the perfume I will not tell just now, because I promised not to… but it surely is on my wishing list, and I will buy it soon. Who knows maybe one day when I will not find my Fendi any more, this will become my new weakness when it comes to perfumes. I will surely review it some time, and you may find out which perfume this is…. but we will see this if you’ll read this blog until then 🙂

There is one thought which does not let me go: Why did she share that with me, I wonder?

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Comments»

1. psihologmonika - September 29, 2011

esti foarte draguta si gandurile tale sunt atat de optimiste..mi se pare foarte frumos ca nu faci parte din elita celor care ataca prin comentari stufoase acest gen de aparitii..tu in schimb esti sincera, apreciezi lucrurile frumoase..prietenii tai se pot considera norocosi ca esti in viata lor

lillylikes - September 30, 2011

nu inteleg exact la ce te referi cand spui “acest fel de aparitii”… Eu chiar nu aveam nimic de atacat, din contra de admirat… Si Doamna M este intr-adevar de admirat, nu exagereaza cu absolut nimic, si arata “mai mult ca perfecta” zilnic… asta e mare lucru…


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