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kisses
Rosy


Ho appena creato il mio account di Twitter perchè volevo condividere con voi qualcosa di più di me stessa  e in modo piu veloce... Aggiungetemi qui e su twitter per restare in contatto. Per farmi sapere chi siete basta che lasciate un commento qui sotto e vi aggiungerò anch'io!
baci

Rosy

Slava's Snowshow

Sunday my boyfriend take me to see this show at Piccolo Theatre of Milan, I didn't know what we are going to see until that day.............. and I didn't dare to tell him that I'm scared of clowns. 
In spite of everything the show wasn't that bad, although because of my ignorance I didn't catch the thread of the show, or if there was one... I just know that in certain moments when the vision was being a bit slow (when the audience was to fall asleep)  suddenly happened something striking, for example:

- the clowns went down from the stage and started to squirt  the viewers of water;
- the stalls (and so us)  was covered with an enormous sheet  made by a white filament that was similar to
  cotton candy, but  definitely bad smell;
- it had rained pieces of paper  on the audience;
- and for the grand final: giant colored balls got down from the stage (the ones in the pictures) and all the people got up to play with them, even old ladies!

If I enjoyed the show? What shall I say... the lightly colors impressed me positively, but also the acts that rappresented night (although it were a little scaring because of my terror of clowns) and to get the audience so involved in the show was a great idea... but I still not understand what was the sense of the show, a part from the clowns...?????

Rosy





Domenica il mio ragazzo mi ha portato a vedere questo spettacolo al teatro Piccolo di Milano, non ho saputo cosa stavo andando a vedere fino al giorno stesso.............. non ho avuto il coraggio di dirgli che non mi piacciono molto i pagliacci.
Comunque devo dire che nonostante tutto lo spettacolo non è stato male, anche se per mia ignoranza non ho capito proprio quale sia stato il filo conduttore dello spettacolo o se ce n'era uno... so solo che in certi momenti quando la visione si faceva un po' lenta (quando gli spettatori si stavano per addormentare) succedeva qualcosa di eclatante, per citarne qualcuno: 

- i pagliacci sono scesi dal palco spruzzando acqua  sul pubblico;
- la platea (quindi anche noi) siamo stati avvolti da un telo fatto di un filamento bianco che assomigliava a zucchero filato ma dall'odore decisamente acre.
- ci sono piovuti addosso pezzi di coriandoli bianchi;
- e per finire il gran finale: dal palco sono scesi dei palloncini giganti (quelli che si vedono nella foto)  e tutto il pubblico si è alzato in piedi per "giocare" con questi palloni, perfino le signore anziane!


Se mi è piaciuto quello che ho visto?  Beh che dire... mi hanno abbastanza impressionato  positivamente i colori accesi, ma anche le scene che rappresentavano la notte (anche se un po' inquietanti sempre per via del mio terrore per i clown), e coinvolgere il pubblico è stata veramente un'idea geniale...  però ancora non ho capito qual'era il filo logico dello spettaccolo, a parte i clown...?????

Rosy

Fuxiaaa... again

I wanted to try something new but as usually I chose something fuxia... If I were blonde it would been much more problematic to live with this fixation for pink tonalities, it would have been the so called "Barbie effect" in almost all my outfits...! My gosh...


Volevo provare qualcosa di nuovo ma come al solito le mie scelte sono cadute ancora una volta sul fuxia... Fossi stata bionda sarebbe stato molto piu problematico convivere con questa mia fissa per le varie tonalità di rosa, ci sarebbe stato il cosidetto "effetto barbie" in quasi ogni mio look...!oh cielo...

masculine shoes

victorian shirt

i'm wearing

shirt: US fashion store

jeans: Levi's

belt: (my bf's ^_^)

hairband: H&M

This is one of my favorite shirts, in victorian style... honestly it isn't exactly a shirt but a sort of  "bodysuit-shirt". I like it so much because it fits like a bodysuit, and there isn't the noise of the shirt that escape from the trousers or the typical bulge on the back of women that try to wear a shirt into the trousers... It's fine like a shirt and it fits perfectly the curve of the body like a bodysuit!

Questa è una delle mie camicie preferite, in stile vittoriano... in realtà non è esattamente una camicia ma una specie di "camicia-body". Mi piace molto perchè si adatta perfettamente al corpo come un body e non c'è il fastidio dei bordi della camicia che escono dai pantaloni o del rigonfiamento dietro la schiena tipico di quando una donna cerca di indossare una camicia dentro i pantaloni... E' elegante come una camicia e si adatta alle curve del corpo come un body!

rosy and her bb

Hello, hello, baby;

You called, I can't hear a thing.

I have got no service

in the club, you see, see…

Wha-Wha-What did you say?
Oh, you're breaking up on me…
Sorry, I cannot hear you,
I'm kinda busy.

K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy.

Just a second,
it's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with
a drink in my hand, eh…
You shoulda made some plans with me,
you knew that I was free.
And now you won't stop calling me;
I'm kinda busy.

Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…


Can call all you want,
but there's no one home,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Out in the club,
and I'm sippin' that bub,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Call when you want,
but there's no one home,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Out in the club,
and I'm sippin' that bub,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!


Beyonce:

Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone
won't make me leave no faster.
Put my coat on faster,
leave my girls no faster.
I shoulda left my phone at home,
'cause this is a disaster!
Callin' like a collector -
sorry, I cannot answer!

Not that I don't like you,
I'm just at a party.
And I am sick and tired
of my phone r-ringing.
Sometimes I feel like
I live in Grand Central Station.
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls,
'cause I'll be dancin'.

'Cause I'll be dancin'
'Cause I'll be dancin'
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'!

Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor.

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh…

Can call all you want,
but there's no one home,
you're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
and I'm sippin' that bub,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Call when you want,
but there's no one home,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
and I'm sippin' that bub,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
and I'm sippin' that bub,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
and I'm sippin' that bub,
and you're not gonna reach my telephone!

We're sorry… the number you have reached is not in service at this time.
Please check the number, or try your call again

(Lady Gaga ft Beyoncé - Telephone)

 

enjoying angy's day off

 

bra: yamamay

shirt: armani

leggings: liu-jo

shoes: pittarello

bag: prada

bracelet: calvin klein

watch: seiko

sorry for my tired face, but i had woken up at 6.30  that morning for taking an exam...

Rosy

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scusate per la faccia stanca, ma mi ero svegliata alle 6.30 quella mattina per dare un esame...

Rosy

casual rosy...

Less is Better

How tiring is walking all day long! I don't have any problem walking on high heels, besides I like very much 12cm heels, but if I can avoid walking for hours, and hours, and hours, and hours... and hours,is much better! whatever in this occasion I chose a casual and minimalist look... Hope not to hurt your sight with these pictures hihi...

xoxo

Rosy


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Che fatica camminare tutto il giorno... con i tacchi non ho problemi, anzi mi piacciono molto le scarpe con il tacco 12, però se posso evitare di camminare ore ed ore ed ore ed ore ed ore... meglio! comunque qui ho scelto un look casual/minimalista... spero di non urtare troppo la vostra vista con queste foto hihi...

baci

Rosy