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Showing posts with label Identity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Identity. Show all posts

Thursday, February 26, 2026

On being a lady: feminine and sober



I was never a tomboy but I was never a Barbie girl either. I  mean, it's not that I didn't like dolls, including Barbies, I did a lot and I had so many (dolls, I mean) but I was never that kind of too girlish girl, but I was always feminine, that I was, because my exemples were my grandmother and mother. My mother was a girl quite modern but without overdoing it, she liked the last trends and all but she was always so nice dressed and elegant. I remember seeing films by my father's super8 camera. There we can see how my mother was like a model, so beautiful and elegant.

My grandmother was quite young for a gradmother but she was sober and elegant, always prefering navy blue. What a lady she was.

She had a very firm influence in me, in everything, and some days ago my eldest daughter was telling me how I am so much like my grandmother in so  many ways, even the hair, dark and slightely waved.

The same way I use so much of her vocabulary and I have the same tastes, as to sew in the sewing machine, to make crochet and embroidery (my mother was wonderful in embroidery too), and how I like so much the home.

It's for me a great comfort to be so much like my grandmother but, even reaching  this age I am, I still long to be like my mother and her and I struggle to be not as good as she was, which looks unattainable for me, but closer to what she was.

And that is to be a lady: feminine and sober. To be delicate, feminine, inclined to all things home, to dress and talk with sobriety, using delicate words, (never, ever being corse in the language) and in the way we walk, seat and get up, the way we laugh, and liking all things feminine and knowing how to do works with our hands like crochet and so, knowing to work in the kitchen and to keep our homes clean and tidy. Being groomed, us and our home.

What a blessing it is to be a woman and being it, to be ladylike.

Thanks be to God for everything I received from my mother and grandmother.


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Friday, January 16, 2026

I am a resistant


I'm not a person inclined to trends, to fashion, on my clothes and the house - and mentality!

I am a resistant. 

I never try to please or I am afraid to displease. Reading this you may think I am a difficult person, intransigent and unpleasent. Well, I will tell you that it depends on the tastes of the people around me and I know some like me.

I am classic, conservative and I follow my lead, my tastes and I look for and get together, in person or online, with likeminded people.

In that note I will say that I never care about what is the trend in anything, so I dress in a classical way, with some clothes that could have been worn in the fourties and fifties and the begining of the sixties.

 

                   

    

Pensil skirts, pleated or softly circled. Sweters, pullovers, cardigans with round or v-necks. With scarves. Or blouses inside. Never trousers, only inside the home when it's cold. Reasonable lent shorts when it's hot. But never outside.

If it's not summer I wear tights, always, transparent or opaque.

My shoes are like these:

  
never pointed, never square, always round, black, blue or it can be of a pastel colour

 



Always flat or low heels for the health of my column.

And the house.
I like this kind of kitchen.

And everything that evokes that feeling.


        


And I always hang our clothes on the line.

It's a way of living and I'm not alone in that.

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Tuesday, January 13, 2026

Identity


I just can't find the will to change my blog header because it shows so well what I truly am, what I like. 

This painting reminds me my childhood when my grandmother, the one who knew how to do everything and did it so well, would seat at the sewing machine, in front of the window, which had plants on the windowsill, and made all sorts of sewing, from just simple repairs to clothes to very elaborated and difficult dresses and all kind of things.

Not that we hadn't shop bought clothes, my parents quite often traveled abroad and my mother bought ready made dresses and all kind of clothes, but the ones made by my grandmother were rather special.

I have, from my grandmother, the liking of working with the sewing machine but not her ability but I'm decided to try hard to increase my work at the machine by quantity and quality so I will be more able to make nice things. I  know I will never, ever reach her level, not at all, but I truly want to be better in that.

To be better was the idea I had in my mind in the  begining of last year and in this one I have it again in the sense of going the extra mile.

Not to be better as to be a good person, or a better one, I mean to be better as to have more quality in those things that I know how to do it and how to be it, to be even better than I am. So with this I'm not saying that I am not good, just that I want to be even better - and really much better.

So, if someone is reading this, please remind yourself that you are good enough in many things, don't put yourserlf down, because for sure you are good in many things but you may and you should, if you want, to be even better.


On the header of my blog, if someone remembers, the one before the present one, I used to have lavender in it because it's a kind of flag to me, a symbol of me, as I am traditional, I like the old ways, I have an inclination for things past and I relate lavender with all that, in true elegance, simple and sober, in me and in the house and in mentality.

“So strong is Tradition that later generations will dream of what they have never seen.”

 G.K. Chesterton

Even the name of my blog means that: Alfazema = Lavender.

It's what I am.

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