The Letters She Left Behind

And so I come to the lady in the water, the sinner (but in the end aren’t we all sinners).

Virginia Woolf in the flesh, that death of the drowning visitor. Her brain cells turned into the cemented atonement of dead moths. Deaths that can be accounted for. Physical bodies that can’t be spirited away, mended only souls torn from the material. Absolutely nothing escaped Virginia. The glory of love (she had that white wedding, the gift of love, she knew it, she knew of it, defended it graciously, she was no failure. I am that failure). Nothing escaped her passionate seeing eyes, her liberty, her meditations on nature, her platelets, mitochondria and bilateral symmetry no more. Only the grit, the brick walls, the mysterious interiors of the mansions of her work remained. Left behind. Granite. Diaries left behind for apprentices. Her intuition, breath and vitality has left this damned for an eternity to hell corpse. What does she have to do with the parenting skills of my distant manic depressive father and my elegant and cold mother, my cool mental illness that needed a room of its own to coexist with my brother’s cigarette smoke, his fatherhood, and his triumph where I had failed and then I voyaged inwards?

River Ouse captivated me. Woolf’s love letters to Vita. The love story of Woolf and West. I am a woman who writes. Virginia Woolf was a woman who was a wife, a lover and woman who wrote. My ordinary madness became a thing of beauty to me. Me an empty vessel who found bright stars in women, in their husbands and children, in flowers in a vase, in the fabric of the universe at night. I am Orlando. I am Lady Lazarus. I have lived vicariously through Hiroshima, Jean Rhys the demimonde and artist’s model and the feminist Sylvia Plath’s cutting-edged authentic words signalling warning, communicating threads of wisdom, and protest poetry. I needed to understand the London scene, Ted Hughes, Assia Wevill, and the child from that union, Shura. I’m afraid of I’m afraid of modernism because it’s not modernism that is taking over the world. It’s writing. The interpretations of an inner life, innerness, marriage, creativity and madness. Vita Sackville-West and Virginia Woolf sitting in a tree. K-I-s-s-I-n-g. Don’t ‘look’ at me. Look at ‘me’. Our intimacy is something special. Your skin is a fabric I could drown in. I can do without religion but I cannot do without you. You have given me the highest form of art, and that is inspiration. How can I ever repay you?

Come to me you elegant creature with all of the hopes that you have for yourself. Your goals have become mine. Your dreams my own. Beautiful, elegant Vita. My Orlando. When I read your work I am filled with a clarity of vision, astute perfection, and I feel as if I am your sole possession to have, to have, to have. Can I borrow some of your inhibitory nature, your anticipatory nostalgia, your poetic descriptions, your sky, and the sky in your eyes, your flowers, the flowers that you meditate upon in your garden, your compass that navigates you across the passages of London and Europe? And I want to share something else with you if you will let me. I have come to care very deeply about you. Understand this. Understand that I don’t want to own you, claim you for my own as I am sure others have wanted to do in the past, and I do not want to possess you, and enter your world as a lover and leave as an interloper. When we are together like this, you reading my words (because there are parts of me that want to be completely honest with you about how safe I feel with the charming and seductive you). When we sit together there is still a veil of privacy, an idea of privacy on my part.

I am sure the same goes for you too. When I’m with you I’m oblivious to everything around me. When we are apart all I can think of is Vita. What is Vita doing? Planting, gardening, writing, letter-writing (is she composing one to me), planning her day ahead, is Vita making lists, running errands, opening a letter (from me, from me). Is Vita smiling, is Vita laughing, and who is making my Vita smile, my Vita laugh? If it is not me, my duty to make you smile I feel a slight hysteria, overcome with emotion and I feel like an empty biblical vessel. I feel useless because how can I be of use to anyone if I, the authentic me is not sincerely, utterly devoted to my Vita. It is all about significant you. There is no one else above you. I am utterly devoted to you. You have the key to my heart. Once opened you will find a Pandora’s Box but I must have secrets. Don’t all female writers allow themselves that latitude at least? I must keep something for myself. Something that I can go to when I begin to become afraid that you will be spirited away from me, of our love waning, you withering Vita and passing into indifference, being erased, never returning to the story of us?

What would I do if you weren’t in my world anymore? You, my most rare paradise, my heaven. Smoking cigarette after cigarette, stockinged feet in your slippers, your hair wild, loose, unkempt in my hands, in my hands and that is when I feel at my most magical. The real and the imagined becomes a twisted union, tantalising revolution and although it fades away in the morning it is still there in memory and all I can think about is when we will be able to meet here again. I watch you put your bathrobe on, as you brush the tangles out of your fashionably cut hair my darling, and you turn around watching me watching you and you smile. My hand caresses the warmth that the physical you left behind on the sheets. I inhale your expensive perfume. And I come to the slow realisation that society will be the death of us. They will never accept us. You make me forget. I like that. You make me forget about Vanessa’s progeny. I like that. You make me forget about my secrets. I like that. You make me forget about my childhood. I like that. You make me forget about being molested by my two half-brothers when I was a child Vita. I like that most of all. You are so right for me woman.

Vita, you’re my gravity, my aorta, and I love how you acknowledge complicated me, my self-punishment, self-imposed exile, and childlike innocence. I love you and Leonard equally and if I were to lose you both, and not live up to both of your expectations then that would be the death of me. You’re an event. When the silence, in my room becomes unquiet, too much for me to endure, and I become self-conscious of it, a writer’s rituals, aware of self-pity I must continue to write. You’ve become my obsession and I can think of no one else’s company that I want to be in. As crazy as it sounds when I’m with you I can feel electricity humming in my bones. Our connection is an infinite one. I find your poetry, your humility, your abandonment, your inhibitory current stunning, Vita. You are the second love of my life. You are all the dimensions of my world. I find you clever, so artistic, your work is electric, so imaginative and you’ve tamed drowning me Vita. I’ve always been curious of married life. I thought I would be surround by the walls of a prison and then I married, became a wife but did not have those children and I discovered how far from the truth that was.

Marriage frees you in a sense in so many wonderful and illuminating ways. I wanted Leonard. I wanted love but not necessarily a husband because I didn’t think that love came with having a husband. Love comes with having a likeminded companion. You, Vita, are that likeminded companion. You come with measures of love, with passion, intelligence, you machine. Observe the adjustments in my personality carefully whenever I am with you, study, and evaluate my dying in your arms. Learn my half-truths and white lies as I do yours Vita. I only have to hear your voice and I thrive. I achieve a new intelligence, a new acting, a new materialism, and a new language in that dry season. It should be as obvious to you now as it is to me that I am utterly besotted, smitten by you. I am in love with you. Let’s set up house together. Get away together if that’s impossible. And when I am without you I am a winter guest in a cold storm. I want to tell you that there is something luxurious and soothing about your skin. My Vita. I am at your mercy. Your perfume fills my head. And when I begin to live vicariously through you, self-consciously or consciously my sadness has a complex wavelength.

Brutal accomplishments threading my humanity. I have longed for them my whole life. The gratitude I have for you being a part of my life has become educational. They did not think of the extraordinary consequences of the gift of their relationship. They did not think. Period. They lived for love like other women did for being regarded as sex objects, parties, men, the London scene and flowers. Instead they are transformed. The lovers whisper to themselves. They don’t want to part. The grass was a dream. And they were both brides rushing to the end of adolescence, the English summer weather, its immediacy of sustaining both women’s ideas of silence in the complexity of detachment. Here in the countryside, shielded by multitudes of simplistic chores, sharing the routine of waking up to their literary work, neither woman could untangle herself from their ‘marriage’. These elegant English heroines, English novelists whose writings were hypnotic were oblivious to reality, the outside world, and men were rendered insignificant, invisible. Men became others and humanity, the female of the species existed in a time and space that became known as the unknown future.

After the dust, the cunning sexual disclosure, the impulsivity of the lesbian love affair between Virginia Woolf and Vita Sackville-West no sentence could shame the both of them, their writing process, their divine prowess. Woolf gave Sackville-West authority over her physical body, and in return Sackville-West did the same. Gaps, flashbacks, embarrassing regret should come with the territory of an affair that comes to an end. The silence is textured with what is not being said, the acute longing, and the despair of loneliness, of a seductive theory identifying the beginning of this lifelong romance, the mutual admiration committee between these two gifted English women. I know what it is to suffer. To live with the face of enduring love shining upon my frozen countenance, love realigning my psychological frame, my sexual pace. Your power stifles me, a thing. And a woman alone. At first it’s a glance framing reality, a sensual anticipation and so the landscape’s feast becomes symbolic of what will come after this inconvenient love. Photographs survive. Historical events, knowledge, actors but not manic depressives, the mentally ill, people who have an absence of order in their lives.

The living do not survive. In our world morals are made of shrinking ice. Our love is fingered apocalyptic bliss. The detailed built foundations of the sublime. To hurt someone else is an inconvenience. To be hurt in return embroiders negative patterns in your thoughts for an unseen lifetime, it cheapens secrets, weaving, slaughtering the golden, the sensual image of the physical body. There is nothing that can be a replacement for the latter. Virginia Woolf. Was she still that molested child? Hurt, confused, yet her mind still cool and pure, cleansed of any illness, elements of fantasy, climate change, global warning, world poverty, trafficking did not coexist in her field of vision yet. She delayed the information. The bridges to the onslaught of mental illness. All she wanted was freedom. And this she found with Vita Sackville-West.

And as an adult did she not want children, a whole screaming tribe of them of her own, a child so that she could mend all the wrongs of the past. Already Virginia had a plan while writing in her diary, ‘I know I’ll never love this way again.’ She is gone. Never to return into my arms again. So fleeting was the flame. She burned so bright. I will never fall in love again.

Imagine a humanity in which there was no morality (but isn’t there already signs of this), gravity, confusion, disillusionment, criminal behaviour, sexual violence, or misbehaviour. Not so easy, huh? Instead I imagine the well of desire that is in the inner child of the woman that I love. The name of the woman that I love is Vita Sackville-West. She never contradicts herself. ‘Moral ambiguity’ are not words that are found in her vocabulary. Neither is ‘distressing’. For she is a woman who has everything at her fingertips. Am I saying goodbye? It has come to this. The end of the affair. The parting of the most perfectly likeminded individuals in England. A match that was made in a paradise. I would give away my precious books, hide my diaries forever and forever from prying seeing-eyes just to be in her company. Just to speak to her. To brush her hair, wet from the steam of her bathwater. I will help her dress. Aren’t dresses just costumes anyway? I will help her with anything and everything. Isn’t makeup just the façade of a mask? Pick out rings for her fingers, pearls for her neck, brooches to adorn her chest like medals. Her hands are small in mine or are my hands small in hers. I don’t know.

I sometimes get so carried away in Vita’s presence. This is the last time we will be meeting like things. A tryst. A romantic getaway to our ‘private island’ where no one can find us out. They can guess all they want, and say, ‘This will not do at all. At all.’ And of course there will be someone who will say, ‘Leonard can’t you control your wife. This relationship of theirs is getting out of hand.’ Poor Leonard will say nothing. Just sulk. Poor mute. Remaining pensive for the rest of the evening in the company of men. Sulking, pensive, speaking when spoken to, and of course drinking, smoking, and playing cards. Leonard Woolf is a forgiving man. The man I married is a forgiving man. He might think my behaviour improper but he will forgive me. We took vows in a church. Till death do us part. This man has a forgiving spirit, a forgiving nature. I know what he will be thinking. And that whatever he is thinking will give him some solace and hope. He knows his genius wife will return home to her self-punishment, self-imposed exile in her room. Her room chosen above all other rooms in the house to write and write and write. And she will continue to write no matter how hard it is for her.

Leonard’s Virginia (and I am writing about myself in the third person here strangely detached from my own existence, coolly detached from humanity). I will take cold comfort in the weather and walk and walk and walk breathing in the nutritious air of the English countryside. Perhaps on certain days, just on certain days she will put aside her day’s work, her writing and start on another letter and send it but the aloof, seemingly indifferent Leonard Woolf will be all the wiser. Instead he will be kinder to his wife, more tolerant of her inappropriate mannerisms, and he promises himself he won’t be as irritated with her or annoyed. He must do all he can, because it is in his power to do so. It is in his power to make her forget about cocktails, depression, the hours spent in the company of London’s socialites, her circle of friends that she left behind, and that woman, Vita Sackville-West. Leonard’s Virginia is home.

Sleep is once again her enemy. At night my Leonard kisses me on my cheek, brushes the hair back from my face where it has come loose and he asks me tenderly, quietly, his voice steady, my life-belt in this world that anchors me, the lotus, ‘How was your day Virginia?’

And in return Leonard’s Virginia will answer, ‘Same old. Same old. At last I think I think I have a new book. Everything is there. The essence of the book’ I want to speak, go on and on but I know he can tell that my behaviour is the way it always is when I start a new book. Leonard’s Virginia decides to say nothing further. I can see how tired my husband is. He has worked hard all day printing books for my sake. Yet I still feel this need to explain. I need Vita, want, desire her. She was my diamond ring, my string of pearls, my ruby brooch, my pet, my best friend, my one female companion that I could talk about anything under the sun about, and like any teacher I grew to admire her. I savoured, contemplated, and admired her courage, her intelligence, and her friendship. And I will sorely miss her. I feel the measure of the loss already. The pain of the mind has once again descended upon me. With Vita at my side I could still those voices. Leonard just doesn’t understand why I need her. Do all men just have the sexual transaction on the brain? I never saw any woman who did for me what she did, or who had the psyche of a man. And I never will.

And now I know there will be other women in her life after me. Younger, gamine, cultured, educated, beguiling, and she will love them like she loved me. Like only a woman can love another woman. Or in the beginning she will love her future lovers like daughters before she orchestrates a relationship with them. But I must say goodbye for the last time. I only wish I could do it face to face. And then I remember. Come to me, my pretty one, my pretty thing, my Vita. My thoroughbred. My exotic princess. My Cinderella. I want to tell you everything. Your pretty eyes stare into mine. Progress. That is what they seem to be telling me, to progress. If I am wrong then stop me now. I will dress myself quickly. If you want me to leave this house, I will leave quickly. You won’t have to give me an explanation. We’ve come this far. You have my word. I will destroy our correspondence. I will only feel foolish that I perhaps sensed our beautiful friendship which means more to me than any words I could simply imagine into being could count for something. Anything? Anything? You have taught me about what it means to be a good wife. What it means to be a lover? The nature of the beast that is man.

The very best of them, the loudest, the Machiavellian, perhaps the most brilliant, and the bravest don’t want to share anything with women. Women like us. Clever women. Perhaps they think we will usurp their power by any means necessary by us using our feminine phenomena and wiles, and by using what nature gave us, intended us to have to turn the tables on them, the men. And by us turning the tables on them they will lose all self-control in the process, and instead of them dominating us we will dominate them for a change. I know, I know, I know my dearest Vita I talk too much but then the time we have to spend together, our alone-time, our private life away from the rest of London, I mean, it does seem boring to me but I think, well, I get the feeling that people are talking about us, about this relationship. I’m afraid Leonard has been getting a lot of heat. And yet I tried so hard to be a good wife to him. Maybe I didn’t have the best examples growing up but my sister seems to have done beautifully for herself. You’ve championed my work. It’s only write that I champion yours. You have your house. I have my house. You did not betray anyone. It would be cowardly to think like that.

To adopt that kind of attitude. You’re worth so much more than that. This is the last letter I am writing to you. I must have some dignity, mustn’t I (so far you have refused to see me again and I understand that we are through, that we are done but I will always treasure our friendship.) our friendship has meant so much to me. Give me a second chance. I can make things right between us. I can only translate your physical beauty from a thing into words now. Will I make the guest list to a party at your house now that the word is out that Leonard Woolf’s wife has fallen for another genius female writer? These ‘conversations’ that I have filled diaries with, there’s a book there and it fills me with hope, courage as if you are beside me again listening attentively to everything I am saying. I’m excited once again (all over again like I was with Mrs Dalloway). Humanity is being a good wife, having a married life, a grumpy husband in the morning who mumbles good morning from behind his newspaper and progeny. I don’t want to lose my married life, being a good wife. I don’t want to lose Leonard. I don’t think you want to lose your ‘other life’ either. But Vita, surely you can see I don’t want to lose you too.

So let us embark on the end of this intimate affair and see where it takes us, my Orlando. So much is at stake here. Love, love, love and passion but most of all an education, a life experience, gratitude, wisdom. Where do I end it all? Tell me (write it down) what do they, your eyes, glimpse in the moonlight? We are completely alone. Privacy between the two of us is no longer an issue. It is no longer an idea. I want all of you intimately. Is that asking for too much? Perfumed salt and perfumed light. Cool and wet. Your taste is bittersweet, illumined happiness fills my head. This is the happiest I have ever been in a long time. Perhaps this is best lovemaking experience I have ever had in my life. It’s different with a woman. Leonard is highly sexed. All men are to a varying degrees. They don’t really understand the woman’s orgasm. You see I am happiest with you, my darling.), and you are sensitive to the intimate touch of my hand against the material (what is this fabric) of what you are wearing and its sensation is warmth. Breath is warmth. There is no more self-punishment, self-imposed exile for me only the modus operandi of the female lover with her Orlando. What sensuality is this?

What pleasure? What seduction? What is this intuitive connection between the both of us? It’s become possible for me to imagine us, just the two of us setting up a house together, give me a chance before you laugh my crazy idea away. I’m thinking of a cottage near the sea. A garden for you and a special room for us where we both can write to our heart’s content. Oh, I know how farfetched this beautiful dream is darling but so long as we can steal away, have these few hours together, we can think thoughts that can damn us to a hell. What is this communication between the two of us? When you are not with me Vita I make up conversations between the two of us. I must be in love. And you are always right. Sometimes motherly, always affectionate, ready to give advice, always so concerned when your Adeline Virginia is sad, always ready to cheer me up. I am always very fond of you. Will always be I think? An affair is an affair is an affair. This is one for the history books, for the scholars of trivia, for the ‘apprentices’, ‘our apprentices’ who will still be reading our work. They will be calling it historical research.

And long after the both of us are six feet under pushing up daisies they will be writing about us. Our story. Our glorious, splendid love story. Talented, tall, magnificent, Lesbos. Two intellectuals both novelists writing for women about women ahead of their time but instead of granting us that honour they will first bestow the prize of Lesbos upon us. Vita, you asked me once, ‘What is it about the past that haunts you so?’ In this picture I am the birthday girl with the wildflowers in her hands. It is either a gift or a reward and if it is a reward I must have been a very, very good girl. But then as I grew older I was rewarded less and less. It began to suit my personality. To be the bird with a broken wing with the frosting of her cake on her hands in a place in time, a moment of reflection, fleeting sadness, on the verge of tears, a nervous breakdown? Nobody wanted me. Nobody wanted to speak to me, take responsibility for me, pick me up from the floor, dry my tears, comfort me while I was sobbing, and drive me anywhere. The apparitions would come at night, the voices during the day. They were daring, cunning and full of conceit. Not at all like you my Vita.

Not at all as pretty and lovely as you, my Senorita. They would come and go as they pleased but they were like a security blanket, and that was the only pleasure they gave me. This outward mixture of shame, regret, it gave me a delicate hope (I was ready, well I will admit it to you, that I was ready to take my own life. Yes, I did consider doing that) well I did the next best thing. I poured everything of the spirit, of my soul, my intellect, my ego, identity, psychological framework into my writing. I should have told on them. All those people who hurt me when I was a child. Desolation to me meant perfection. Meant a perfect life. Now, now I had a purpose. And who wants to live without a purpose, without meaning, without a committed companion or life partner to share everything with (like your Virginia shares with you my Vita). And then you said, ‘Why do you remember that? Why do you remember things that made your sad, that made you suffer, that depressed you even further? Nights and days wasted when you could have been writing. It hurt you. Accept that it only reduced you to tears and not much else. You did not turn out to be the much maligned suicide. You must look forward to the future.’

Tips For Organizing a Girls Only Beach Weekend

Most women spend most of their time taking care of everyone else. Are you guilty? Housework, homework, chauffeuring, shopping, cooking, the lists just never seem to end! Every once and a while, women friends need to make a point of setting aside some time for themselves to simply relax, have fun, and get away from it all. Virginia Beach vacations offer everything you’ll need to organize the best ever Girls’ Only Beach Weekend with a wide variety of hotels, resorts, and activities to choose from.

No matter how tired, stressed, or distracted you might be, ocean vacations have the ability to wick away all those stresses and strains and leave you feeling deeply relaxed, spiritually centered, and looking better than ever. The rhythm of the waves, the warm sun on your skin, and the ocean breezes help to put everything back into perspective, allowing you to return home revitalized and invigorated, ready for anything!

Pick A Date

The first step in creating a memorable Girls’ Only Beach Weekend is to pick a date that works for everyone. This is easier said than done. Schedules must be worked around, appointments altered, and families must be prepared to do without the women for a few days. Once the date is selected, then it is time to contact your Virginia Beach hotel or one of the wonderful area resorts and make the necessary reservations.

As soon as you have made arrangements with one of the resorts, you can speak with the concierge to determine what events, activities, and services are available to make your Girls’ Only Beach Weekend something to remember for a lifetime! Spa treatments, live music, a comedy show, an elegant dinner, sailing, fishing, and museums are just a few of the options that resorts can help to arrange.

To Theme Or Not To Theme

Themes can make your Girls’ Only Beach Weekend even more memorable. Your theme can be funny hats, colorful shoes, old fashioned attire, based on your favorite author, or whatever else strikes your fancy. The idea is to have fun with your friends without the distractions and restraints that coincide with family life and responsibilities.

One popular Girls’ Only Beach Weekend activity can be to select a specific item to shop for each day and to see who can come back to the hotel with the most unique version of that item. It can be a flamboyant bathing suit, something polka-dotted, or whatever you want. Again, the plan is to have a great time. Simply start together at your hotel or one of the local resorts, have a nice brunch, and then head out on your own or with a buddy to track done something unique!

Must Do’s

Every Girls’ Only Beach Weekend simply must make time for sunning on the shore, a luxurious spa treatment, and some serious resort dining. Sure, go out and get your hair and nails done, and then splurge on a massage or a Reiki treatment. Try foods you’ve never had before. Buy yourself something stunningly beautiful.

If you and your friends are feeling particularly adventurous, you can go on a dolphin encounter, take a fly fishing class, dare each other into skydiving, or just rent some jet skis and explore the coastline. Your Virginia beach hotel or resort can help with all the arrangements for a truly remarkable and memorable Girls’ Only Beach Weekend!

Removing Unwanted Hair Once and For All

Over the past decade, medical lasers have been utilized in the permanent removal of unwanted body hair. Unsightly body hair is problem faced by both men and women. Men that have been genetically blessed with overly hairy torsos or back hair and women that are tired of shaving their legs and armpits are turning to the permanent solution removal of body hair. For most women the task of shaving their legs on regular basis is a chore that they would rather live without. Legs that are smooth and silky to the touch are appealing to the opposite sex.

On the East Coast near the nation’s capital, fashion-conscious women that like to show off their legs in shorts or skirts can avoid the weekly ritual of maintaining a smooth close shave by having their legs treated at a laser hair removal clinic. In just a couple of treatments the laser deadens the hair follicle, killing the root of the hair below the surface of the skin. The treatment of licensed technicians is permanent because the dead hair follicle falls out never to return. In the early years of laser removal, the majority of patients were women, but over the years men have become more inclined to have unsightly back hair removed. Removal for some patrons includes taking care of the unibrow by defining the two eyebrows to be naturally separated and some men are also having neck hair erased at laser hair removal centers, eliminating the need to clean up the back of the neck after a haircut.

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What Are Minnetonka Moccasins?

Well ladies, pack up all those pairs of shoes which shine and shimmer as old as the dusty swirly air in the sunlight, because the new fashioned, the perfect, the ultimate classic, the one and only- Women’s Minnetonka Moccasins are here!

Well, the high, tripping heeled menaces are out through the door, and so fling the ‘earthy’, simple, comfortable moccasins into your wardrobe collection. Why, that sounds too dreary to you? If it does, it will turn out to be the biggest miss in your life! The style of these pairs of moccasins might be simple, but they are nothing like the ordinary. They sport vivid, vibrant, contemporary hues that can draw the surrounding pairs of eyeballs to your feet instantly. There are some facts that are absolutely not expendable.

o The word moccasin came from the Virginia Algonquian Native American language, being used for the first time in the year 1612, and most likely it has been derived from the Powhatan (makasin “shoe”). There are other similar existing words like Ojibwa (makasin) and even Narragansett (mokussin).

o The shoes are extremely comfortable to wear since they are so soft. Being pliant, and absolutely noiseless, they were the perfect choice for the hunters in the old days. They are made of genuine leather, being often made of deer skin. They soak up water pretty easily, and have proper traction so that your feet can stay where they should be: down on the ground, and not up in the air!

o These moccasins have a traditional touch in them, and so you can often notice one ornamented with shells and beads. These shoes were a rage in the deserts and plains of the western world, since their hard soles protected the owner’s feet from the harsh pebbles and cacti. The Apache moccasins even had the turned up toe so that the small rocky grains and thorns were not able to jab the people’s feet.

o The moccasins are mainly very tribal in their outlook, and their ornamentation rather depends on the tribe that used them. There are many variations in the styles used to decorate the women’s Minnetonka moccasins, and one of them includes decorative tongues. Some even have tassels made of leather hanging from behind so as to sweep the footprints away and thus erase the tracks.

o The different patterns of moccasins worn by different tribes were so distinctive that it was possible to state which tribe the footprint of the man actually belonged to. For example, Iroquois moccasins had a wide bottom area, while, the tribes in the eastern forests preferred moccasins which were rather thin.

o It is not that all moccasins were well-ornamented. The decoration solely depended on the purpose of the wear. The hunters wore moccasins which carried nothing but a piece of leather around the foot. Moccasins for marriage were decked with beads and shells on the top. Moccasins were also made and buried with the dead, so that they could be worn in the after-life by the spirits. These were decorated with beads on the top, sides and also under the soles.

o Sometimes, velvet clothes were attached to the cuff of the moccasin, and several patterns were used, like floral and geometric designs. Inspired by the original moccasins, many new styles like the Australian and Celtic moccasins have also sprung up. So, ladies, women’s Minnetonka moccasins are easily available, and they could satiate your fancy immensely!

Jewelry Can Make You Taller and Thinner!

The accessories you wear can make you appear taller and thinner.

A few years ago, I was a guest on a TV show in Virginia. The interviewer asked me, with doubt in his voice, how I could possibly make a woman look ten pounds thinner instantly. With the help of the female co-host of the show it was easy to demonstrate. I had already staged for her to be wearing small round button earrings and a choker style necklace with yet another round shaped pendant hanging from it. Her sleeves were long and her collar was flat… so was her hair.

First I lifted the crown of her hair just a bit, flipped up her collar, took off all that round jewelry and replaced it with small dangle earrings in a more rectangle shape and a longer beaded style necklace with a triangle shaped pendant. Next she pushed up her sleeves to just below her elbows. She slipped off her flat shoes and into a pair of low heeled pumps in a color that blended with her slacks. It was amazing how much taller and thinner she instantly looked after such small changes.

If you could peek inside my closet as I’m getting dressed you would see me almost always reach for solid color slacks, a body hugging smooth tank in a light color, an interesting jacket or blouse with a collar. I always make sure the fit and cut are appropriate for my current weight. Don’t even look at the number on the size tag. You will always look your best if the clothes you are wearing fit properly.

A long scarf or shawl are often added before I go out the door. I always wear earrings, often an interesting necklace which forms a v-neckline, watch and no more than two rings. Too many accessories can have a negative effect so take one more look before you walk away from the mirror. You might need to remove one item.

Choose smaller prints and patterns in your jacket or blouse or a solid color that compliments your hair and eye color. Stay away from plaids and horizontal stripes. Make sure the shoulder seams fall at your shoulders. If the seam is above or below, it makes the jacket look either way too small or slouchy. Sleeves can always be pushed up or cuffed to just below your elbow. An interesting cuff or bracelet is always flattering. Lapels can make or break the look. Try to find small lapels, no lapels or a front that closes into a simple v-shape. Too much bulk above a large bust is never attractive or comfortable.

The angled bob haircut is way too popular right now in early 2010. I see so many round women with this cut… which just screams look at my belly! This haircut literally points to your worst features. Get a cut that is modern and appropriate for your face and yes your body type. The hair cut that looks great on Jennifer Aniston or Victoria Beckam might not look that great on those of us who are in our softer rounder stage of life. A softly layered look which stops at the most slender part of your jaw line is flattering to many women. Color which is too harsh or dark, be it lipstick, blush or hair color can instantly make you look older… or worse.

I hope that my secrets for dealing with my own weight issues and the tricks I’ve learned in my thirty years in the fashion industry will allow you to make some adjustments in your own look which will make you feel prettier and happier. This is your life now. Enjoy it while you are in the process of getting to your best you.

Skull Pendants and Rings

There are various ways of accessorizing ourselves and based on our preferences, both men and women find some conventional means of achieving their desired look. Among the multiple accessories wears we have; necklaces, pendants, bracelets, rings, earrings and many others. These ornamental wears can have branded or inscribed with images that add versatility to the accessory. Pendants and rings can have images such as skulls, which is a popular fixture, engraved on them to give a fashion statement or add an appealing touch to the outfit.

The use of skulls on fashion wear has been embraced since the medieval times as a symbol of bravery, life, and death. The trend has spread to the recent times where social icons and celebrities are rocking in all manner of designer outfits bearing the skull symbol. The symbol is such an eye catcher wherever it is placed on, be it T-shirt imprints or on rings, making it one of the uniquely great motifs.

Types of Skull Pendants

There are different types of these skull pendants, and one difference is based on their make, such as the metal they are made of, we have, silver, diamond, gold and simple metallic pendants. The most widely available are the silver pendants, preferred for their durability and shininess making them glimpse catching pieces.

The other difference is based on the gender preference where women prefer slightly smaller pieces while men go for bigger and boldly showing pieces. This, however, can be alternated based on personal demands.

Skulls have been matched together with crossbones; therefore, a pendant can have a clear skull engraving or have both the skull and the crossbones.

The price difference also is a factor to consider; it is primarily dictated by the material made of the piece and the design touch given to it. The more expensive, the more sophisticated it is.


To make a grand fashion statement, go for bolder outfits that bear more significant meaning and are uniquely designed for that particular purpose. Skulls and crossbones symbol offers this and is widely recognized. Thus, it is advisable to wear such accessories that radiate with your intended gestures rightly where they can do so in a perfect way. For example wearing a skull ring on the dominant hand or wearing a pendant with a dress that allows it to be visible.

To enjoy best of this ornamental jewelry, purchase them from recognized dealers and go for quality rather than appealing prices.

How to Tell If Your Diamonds Are Cracked

The precious gemstones that we buy hold a great deal of importance in our lives. If you did some research prior to purchasing your diamond, it’s likely you have read about the items people do to be able to safeguard their diamond jewelry from chips, breaks, cracks etc. sometimes, however, despite all the protection, your diamonds do get cracked, or seem to get cracked.

In that case, you are most likely on the search for ways to find out if your jewel really is cracked and what could you do to repair it. Like the majority of people, you almost certainly freaked out just a little when you accidentally hit your diamond clad hand hard against the wall. For a short while, you would have been searching for marks or cracks just like the most of us.

Let me assure you by first telling that it is relatively hard for a gemstone to be seriously broken at such an insult. What you may see as a blemish may have nothing in similarity to a crack. Here we will attempt to answer some of the common questions people have about broken diamonds. I’ll also demonstrate how a damaged gemstone actually appears like in order to set all your irrational worries at rest.

Daily Deterioration: Breaks Are Unlikely, While Blemishes Are common

After purchasing their first precious stone rings part and putting on it for a couple weeks, there are a lot of people who get paranoid and start to worry if they had broken their diamond. Have you experienced anything similar as well? from what I have learned from my relationships with viewers and other customers, most people only start realizing details they never found before because that they now have the time to scrutinize over their jewelry. The actual fact that almost all of us don’t examine their jewelry in depth when actually deciding to purchase it, perplexes me.

This is why we often end up finding faults that were originally there at the time of purchase. Naturally, you are far more likely to notice the details when you look at something with leisure. The questions only arise after they viewed their jewelry for an extended time period. Plus they start noticing things like girdle reflections or feather inclusions that have been there all along. Don’t think it’s a tiny bit too late to understand those issues now?

Having said that, more often than not, it’s Only a Cleanliness Issue. People often fault a diamonds to be damaged when they see a whitish looking line running right through the stone. Instead of an actual crack. This is because of the unavoidable issue of having a dirty diamond. The truth is, throughout the span of your day, a gemstone diamond ring worn on your palm will inevitably get in touch with a number of things including, soap, water, your fingertips, dirt and actual mud. Initially, this coating of grime may direct resulting superficial blemishes that appear like a covering of clouds or greasy stains. Over time, some of this grime can become so thick that it actually starts to look like solid white lines. If you see this kind of dirt or grime on any stone, you are sure to mistake it for actual cracks or blemishes.

“Repairing the Splits” – Cleaning the Diamond

Also, as the diamond’s surface becomes dirtier, the natural stone will start looking uninteresting and lifeless. Subsequently, a few of the inclusions which were masked by the stone’s brilliance and sparkle would now be observed easily. This may lead to you thinking that new defects have developed, when in fact, they had been there all along. By cleaning your diamonds and removing a great deal of the grim, you will easily regain the natural stone to its original condition. More often than not, a soft tooth brush plus some detergent solution would be sufficient to complete the job. If your engagement ring has sides that happen to be difficult to access with a brush, you might like to consider using an ultrasonic cleaning device or take it back again to the jeweler for professional vapor cleaning.

You Get What You Paid For: How It Might Really Be Broken

In truth, gemstones are somewhat hard to break. To be able to really cause a crack in the natural stone, you have to use the right amount of power at the right position along its cleavage line to see results. The ability to crack represents a direct relationship between the quality of the precious stone and its own “break-ability”. A diamond with low-quality grade and an unhealthy cut class (crowns that are too shallow or with an extremely slender girdle width) could be more susceptible to ruin when put through external forces.

From the view of the crystalline framework, excessively mixed diamond jewelry have weaker material integrity because of the existence of problems and foreign materials. That is why you always want to check the diamonds carefully prior to making any purchase. Generally speaking, the word “you get what you paid for” applies strongly to the precious stone industry. By paying more for quality, you indirectly buy many years of sturdiness and satisfaction for yourself. This is why many diamond experts recommend buying from renowned diamond retailers and professional dealers.

Solitaire Earrings: Symbol of Eternal Love

The word solitary has its etymological roots in solitary, which suggests alone. When a diamond of any size makes it appear alone in a piece of jewellery it qualifies as a solitaire. The late actress and fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn, was so right when she cited remarkably, “You can always tell what kind of a person a man really thinks you are by the earrings he gives you.”

Solitaire Stud Earrings
Solitaire stud earrings have always made a wonderful wedding day present or when celebrating a special milestone in life with a cherished one. Treating yourself to a pair of those dazzlers is also a great idea.

Finding Solitaire Earrings
Given that you are in search of solitaire stud earrings, you can follow our handy guide to find the perfect pair below.

Here are our top various reasons to add them to your jewellery box right away. What makes a pair of diamond solitaire earrings so special is that you should do so very little to enhance its beauty, which makes them among the best additions to any diamond jewellery collection. Nothing conveys class and sophistication more than a simple pair of diamond solitaire stud earrings. In this era, a pair of solitaire diamond studs still holds the most merit with regards to value. Simple in design, they are a versatile accessory that may complement most looks and styles. They work well with everything and may be cherished and worn again and again.

Solitaire Diamond Studs: A Timeless Classic Option

Regardless of the outfit or occasion, a magnificent piece of jewellery like this will always attract attention and admiration. The durable nature of diamonds is such that theirs beauty will never diminish with wear. This makes a pair of solitaire diamond studs extremely attractive and desirable. Irrespective of design, they’re a prevalent selection and a timeless classic as they concentrate on the beauty of your diamond. Solitaires have stood the test of time and there is every reason to add it to your collection. With an understated look, they are an excellent option for regular wear as well as special occasions.

Solitaire ear studs are a great investment. Diamonds are a fantastic investment, both emotionally and financially. Owing to their timeless and classic appeal, solitaires in any form of jewellery are frequently passed down for generations and bring delight and joy to the recipients. They are a symbol of eternal love and are a tangible investment one can keep for the rest of their lives.

Silver Jewelry – A Must for Your Next Occasion

How often have you browsed through an e-catalog of sterling jewelry diamond jewelry and said, “I wish I could have them all.” Several women love to show off the elegance of such jewels, be it bracelets, earrings, studs, rings, pendants or necklaces.

Jewelry made from silver and integrated with diamonds are high quality and gives off a pleasant shine to make them as valuable as they are. They have the desired qualities of being smooth and delicate and are resistant to wear and tear.

Personal Appeal of Sterling Silver

After years of making its occurrence in the world, sterling silver has maintained its position of uniqueness. It provides a different style statement to make women swoon at its amazing qualities.

The charm of silver is increased when the diamonds become the center of attraction. Oh yes, wherever they are sold, the diamond jewelry pieces will make you look bright and gorgeous.

Evaluating the Quality of Silver Jewelry

Silver jewelry, with an exquisite and glossy finish, features a stamp on them. The stamp is a certainty of the quality of these pieces. There are two symbols on the stamp, the first symbol shows the amount of silver in the jewelry piece and the second symbol is the word “silver” or simply “s”. Sterling silver jewels can be as beauty with high quality.

What and when to wear?

Sterling jewelry with diamonds and gemstones are found in the market. A variety of jewelry pieces like earrings, bracelets and brooches are up for grabs at affordable prices. They are perfect for special occasions and daily wear. There are several kinds of vintage rings, cuff links, tie clips and antique rings to select from. Sterling silver can be easily matched semi-precious and precious diamonds and gemstones alike.

Ideal as Gifts

Along with being ideal for everyday wear and special occasions, Authentic silver is perfect for gifting purposes as well. For example, you can have the name of the recipient inscribed into the base of the chain, bracelet or pendant.

Always in Style

Sterling silver is always in style and demand. One of the ideal features of authentic silver is its natural beauty and brilliance. Genuine silver jewelry with diamonds is something you can choose at a blink of an eye.


Most women looking for something exquisite and different prefer sterling silver jewelry. If you are one of them, look no further for the best accessory that compliments your personality.

India – Jewellery Destination and Jewellery Shops in India

India and Jewellery, Jewellery and Indian women are interlinked with each other from decades. In almost every occasion starting from marriage to any event the fashion of a woman is incomplete without teaming up with proper jewellery. Some traditional and some modern styles of jewellery caters to the need of jewellery selection. Not only the affluent class can afford jewellery but there are also low cost jewellery items that cater the wide demand of jewellery in India. While picking up or choosing jewellery in India has lot to do with fashion trends heritage and culture. Different regions and culture follow their unique designs that go at par with their tradition. Kundan jewellery is a renowned art that we can see in Indian jewellery which usually comes from the state of Rajasthan. Almost every small and renowned jewellery shops in India showcases unique styles of Kundan art. Apart from Kundan jewellery Meenakari, the art of coloring the surface of metal to give a gorgeous look to the jewellery is quiet famous in India. Traditional temple style of Jewellery depicting the style of south India is quiet famous.

A married woman in India has to flaunt variety of Jewellery pieces as a part of culture that actually gives the lady a gorgeous look. A pair of toe rings is a symbol of a married lady these toe rings can be of silver or any other material. Apart from toe rings nose ring is also a part in Indian marriages. These nose rings are generally called nath that depicts prosperity of husband. Necklaces are an untouchable part of traditional bridal attire. Necklace can be of different designs. It can be of traditional temple design or it can be of curved design. This piece of jewellery actually is an essential part of bridal or non bridal attire. In any occasion women can flaunt a necklace simple or heavy as per their occasions. Bangles usually worn in the hands to decorate the hands of a woman are also a part of bridal attire.

In India there are a variety of jewellery shops catering to the wide demand of jewelleries. These shops provides almost every type and form of jewellery. Some of the important and renowned jewellery shops in India are P.C Chandra Jewellers, Malabar Gold & Diamond Jewellers, Kalyan Jewellers, etc. Apart from visiting a jewellery showroom nowadays online shopping from portals like Caratlane has become quiet famous among women who hardly gets time after their office hours. To brief out India and its craze for jewellery is inseparable.