26 January 2012

Do we have the libretto?

Ópera
Photo by; Miguel Tarso


I love opera.

I'm lucky enough to have parents who also enjoy performing arts a lot, so I basically grew up watching Nutcracker, Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella ballets and when I'm older, enjoying the sopranos and tenors and baritones in Macbeth, Carmen, La Traviata and many more. I was also lucky enough to have a best friend that adores opera and ballet as much as I do. So I don't remember a year of my life went by without seeing a performance at the opera house, which I love so much.

I can understand if a person is not just used to going to see a performance and not enjoys it as much as I do; but I simply get into a rage act when one claims that opera is (and I quote) "so damn boring and stupid. It's just people yelling at each other". If you don't enjoy it, then simply don't go and see an opera. But if you start bashing the masterpieces in front of me, you and I have a bone to pick. And honestly, I can't think of a single person who wouldn't appreciate Pavarotti's voice. Seriously.

I have so many favorite opera singers and bless the gift of internet, now we can all manage to listen to the best voices of history in our own bedrooms. But the charm of the historical opera houses and the rich feeling of red velvet curtains and golden ornaments are priceless.

Do you like opera and what are your favorites, if you you have any? xx

25 January 2012

Rainy Days in London I

Upper Woburn Place


The series of posts starts here: London photos, finally. You'll be seing London photos for a LONG time so, sorry if this does not float your boat. (Not sorry, not really.) The weather was fantastic (fantastic = freezing and rainy, so yay!) the entire time but it also made putting on a decent combination of clothes and not freeze to death under(?) that rain and wind, at least not with a selection from the suitcase. several layers served me well though.

Bloody hell, I miss London. I was visiting Cabinet War Rooms in my dream, so waking up was a pain. Happy mid-week to all.

Bloomsbury
Melis from Confessions of a Coffeholic
Bloomsbury
Russell Hotel
Russell Park
Russell Park
Cansu from VinumVitae
Bloomsbury
British Museum
British Museum
British Museum
That was a 'clock' by the way. How incredible is it??
British Museum
British Museum
British Museum
British Museum
British Museum
British Museum


There is absolutely NO WAY for me to post all the photos and every single item in British Museum, so do yourselves a favor and visit the place if you're able to. The ice cream truck is still there, if anyone's interested. God knows I was.

I want to make a dramatic ending;

To be continued...

21 January 2012

Mini Post: Ice Cold

ice cold


And when I say ice cold, that is not a metaphor. The streets are shining with ice, every single night. It's freezing here. Though I feel sad for homeless people and street animals and do my best to help them; I am glad that the weather finally feels like 'winter'. I never was a summer girl.

(Just looked out of the window and it's snowing again, YAY.)

Have a cozy winter weekend. I'm on my way to buy a new bottle of Bvlgari, renew my membership to gym and search for new jogging shoes. x

15 January 2012

Keep Calm and Carry On

Blitz


I don't think I can express how obsessed I am with The Blitz.

The decades themselves (30s-40s) are already very appealing on countless levels but WWII is something I can never ignore. It's possibly because I had far too many lectures of WWI and used to be sick to my bones whenever I heard a single word about it. WWI is a great part of the history of my country since it lead to our freedom and the establishment of the republic that we're living in. So I can assure you every average person can tell you the story with pretty much the same expressions, which is kind of funny.

But Turkey was neutral during WWII (thank God or we'd probably be on our knees by the end of the first year of the war) so besides the general information, we never got really into the depths of how Germany and Russia went bat shit over Europe then the world. (I wonder what would happen if the lessons were told with this language. Any hoo...) (And then I went to the university to study Politics and International Relations and there was more classes about WWII, European History, Russian History and all the mess of the world history than I can deal with, but that's another story.)

But this war is such a big part of the modern history and (I'm sorry but) look how chic those people were. I am perfectly aware of the fact that there is nothing classy and fashionable about a war but the results of this era are too good to ignore. The posters, the military clothes, the campaign ads, the books, the music... I can't get enough of them. And the very favorite is The London Blitz, of course.

People who knew me should have seen me in the Imperial War Museum. (We had just a few minutes of trouble finding this gigantic building but I could go back there every single day.) The British people are freaking EXPERTS on how to make a museum out of their history. It's so fantastic that I burst into literal tears whenever I find something creative and fun to explore. Even though the British Museum and Natural History Museum are all extraordinary places to visit, Museum of London and IWM will always be my favorites, I'm afraid. Be sure to see them if you go to London. I've been to MoL 3 times and... Well.

IWM was the promised land to me because of my WWII and The Blitz obsession, obviously. My face could light up the whole place when we were in the Blitz Experience part of the museum. Trench Experience was also lovely, I wish they were museums all on their own. It's a pity I couldn't see the Cabinet War Rooms this time since we were out of time, but next time, I'll make sure of it.

I took a million photos and I was so excited that I couldn't walk properly; so I kept running around in the museum, which I'm sure was a ridiculous sight to see for the staff. I almost knocked someone over when I saw The Blitz Experience sign on the wall. I need to learn how to control myself in these places. Well, at least I successfully behaved and resisted the urge to 'hug' a WWI plane.

Put me into a war museum and you are fine, seriously.

And although I could buy every single book from the shop of the museum, I had to behave there as well. But this is as far as I could go, behaving myself. I'm not sure how successful that part went; but here you go. My little Blitz treasure.
(Sure to be expanded when I'm in London and IWM again. Stay tuned.)


Blitz
Blitz
Blitz
Blitz
Blitz
Blitz
Blitz
Blitz


And it's still snowing here, there is a wonderful sight outside. The snow got heavier since I took the photo. I just want to cuddle up with my books with dreadful photos and wonderful posters, a cup of tea and admire my socks. My mum told that they look like Fimbles. She might have a point.

Blitz
Blitz


Wishing you a snowy Sunday and a good week. The fact that I'm listening to The UK 1940s Radio right now has nothing to do with my massive grin. x

10 January 2012

Back Home and 1 Year Old

Embankment


This wee blog is oficcially 1 year old people. Am I proud? Oh yes, because I managed to keep doing something with (nearly) the same eagerness for one whole year! There were days that I felt like letting this place grow dusty and alone but somehow I kept coming back and created a not-so-bad routine of posting stuff nobody cares about but me. But this is the thing isn't it? Creating your very own space with only the things that give you pleasure - and voila, I've met some very lovely people and even though I haven't seen any of them in person yet, I still enjoy their existence in my cyber life. I started to see the beauty in everyday life and objects, I started to use my camera much more oftenly, I (hopefully) improved my photography a bit and found out that people around the world can also share my interests and passion towards pretty (and old) things. Being a kind of an outsider in my real life (not a loner or a creep - I just keep constantly feeling that I can't properly fit in the place/niche/enviroment i live in which can be frustrating sometimes), finding out that it's ok to be this way is a relief, I must say. I know this ain't no major famous blog but still it keeps me connected to the things I love and the people who love what I post.

Lots of words there was... So I'm (SADLY) back from London and still refusing to believe it. Since I literally cried when the plane took off, I won't put myself into another post-holiday depression but I already miss the city of my heart and mind so very much. I cannot understand how can one ever git sick of London, seriously.

I'll be posting some photos of the lovely London soon but there are just so many shots and they need to be eliminated and edited and uploaded so it's a bit of work. Fingers crossed.

Have a nice week dear people, who gave me a reason to keep posting for one whole year. xxx

Arcade