blytheblog de FaerieQueene

The Mandarin parlour proper is in fact located at my other dwelling (where all the furniture of the parlour are there but i am reluctuant to transport the girls there)... Here is a rehearsal of the conception with some pieces here and there, with the gang of oriental girls, Peony (goldie), Nocturna (nf), Phuong (ll) and the visit of Chamomile (mmlb)

For the auspice of new year, it's a parlour of symbolic material possessions to the point of excesses..., not unlike the mentality of many at this time of the year ! The three girls cheered at the gadgets and went playing in the parlour

Phuong assumed the lion dancer...

Peony checked out the piggy cash boxes... Nocturna wouldn't let anybody touch her piggy bank for life.

Group portrait posed as array of piggy banks

the mandarin trio portrait

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(cookbook of Matthieu Dumas, Mille et une feuilles - 1001 layers, just came out in january 2006, 30 recipes of French cream puff pastries Miillefeuilles, literarily meaning thousand sheets, a Hachette book in French)
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Chamomille sat, hungarily,with a sugary craving, in front of the boxes of the new sisters arrived for some time.. the kimono gals family has suddenly grown...

petite Coccinelle, this is your new big sister, Millefeuilles

MIllefeuilles looks sweet, sugary, "framboisery", "chocolatiery" and delicious... she is afterall a French dessert! Her yukata, notably the obi, ressembles the Mille-feuilles

oh she smells sweet...

Millefeuilles this is your birthday:)

Phedre was the first one who came, in yukata as a courtesy, to greet Millefeuilles.... a conspiracry is in the air.... that of devouring .... a delice

Yukata fever: besides Strawberry Millefeuilles and Ladybug in stock kimonos, Chamomille wears a blue sugarmag yukata of last year and kir's sunflower summer crocheted hat; Phedre wears a blue licca yukata in crane motif, kir's blues bloodymary hat

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chamomile does somewhere in time...

A new sister in the making, an ashy blond/pale brunette one, would she be another me ever now existing somewhere, like Wevonika of"la double vie de Véronique"... thought Chamomile privately.

Perchance to dream... in an era that does not belong to her

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Came across a current tv drama series set in the troglodyte dwellings of barren mountaineous Northern China, Chamomile was much intrigued when visiting these cave dwellings in Northern Shaanxi, by their earthen colour and hardiness in life, as if achieving zen with their yellow earth

brick typed cave dwellings ("Yaodong") in an estate of some past wealthy clans, as those featured in the drama (though the lousy casts in the drama have done them injustice to their beauty)

Chamomile experienced this kind of dwelling in a cave hotel... all the blythe vanity are but much ado about nothing

falling into the exotic, romantic night

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chamomile the archeologist...

terrain of the lost empire of west xia, ningxia, backdrop holan mountain

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sunflowers through the grey eyes... le 6 avril

Chamomile was wearing an outdoor outfit, one of my old collection sugarmag

on a steep slope, Loess Plateau, northern Shaanxi

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chamomile in van gogh style...and mood, only thanks to a sunny moment...

Upon looking at van gogh's sunflowers, one begins to notice aspects that seem to flow from one piece to another. The colors are vibrant and express emotions typically associated with the life of sunflowers: bright yellows of the full bloom to arid browns of wilting and death; all of the stages woven through these polar opposites are presented. Perhaps this very technique is what draws one into the painting; the fulfillment of seeing all angels of the spectrum of life and in turn reaching a deeper understanding of how all living things are tied together.

(vangoghgallery.com)
The majority of Van Gogh's sunflowers in vases were created in Arles, France during 1888-1889.

chamomile was wearing a grassy green chick motif shirt and pastel green hat (my old collection, sugarmag)

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dans tes yeux gris horizon...

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The Queen had only one way of settling all difficulties, great or small. 'Off with his head!' she said, without even looking round

chamomile in victorian monarch allure (extravaganza), black curled rapunzel hair (from sugarmag lucky draw); background: black velvet monarch chair with pink heart shaped cushion (rouge power), stunning fuchsia moquette (from TF6), parisian wall paper

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chamomile posing at a street corner waiting to cross the road to arts centre

she bought tickets for the arts festival, she's chosen this year birmingham ballet's beauty and the beast, mozart's opera don giovanni and the modern interpretation of ibsen's a doll's house...
on chamomile, tweed dress on black tee, salmon coloured corduroy beret (from sugarmag), stringed boots (azone)

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yesterday (or today) is xian nian - kitchen god day
camomile in stylish chef's cap and tweed apron!!

post scriptum: the former open kitchen on 6th/F of arts centre was famous for its indonesian laksa noodles, pity that it remained no more...

hate fast food cafe!

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chamomile goes tibetian... memoires of silk road colours

alex's photography (1st 2 pix of this view against mine in the 3rd) has a more sombre lighting and naturally coloured approach than mine

most of these places we frequented last autumn are now snowy; some places got blizzard

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a depressing view of the victoria harbour today

the ifcs & the exchange squares looked greyish in the background, probably rippled by the tokyo meltdown on wednesday (i was told that the new trading floor of HKEx would not grind to a halt when transactions exceed its capacity)...

ive got to go to TST today, quick snapshots of chamomile before alighting the star ferry back to the island

the clock tower waterfront is under renovation

posing as mariner

chamomile wore a tweed dress on a black tee, black leather casquet and black converse (sugarmag)

Continue reading "foggy" »

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chamomile dressed in lolita, is amazed by this gothic and tudor styled edifice...

as if hearing the chime striking twelve~

running wild down the grandiose staircase

anxious for the pumpkin carriage...

so much for the fairy tale indulgence... under the gothic sunshine

the mundane cinderella looking dwarfed among the grandiose

the prose...

and the poetry of life

transcended by the magic power of the gothic...

enjoying the charm of the romanesque drama

camomile wore a floral lolita dress and matching headdress, white laced heart-shaped bag (cct), white lolita shoes (blythehautecouture)

Continue reading "lolita in cinderella" »

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chamomile walketh off... from some blythe manège... as if a blythe family zoological garden! innates and foul players, mind the mannerism kakakaa

on chamomile, mauve and clover green floral lolita and heart shaped bag(cct), white lolita shoes (blythehautecouture)

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high street was a much frequented lunch venue in school days. chamomile revisited these places...

kaka this cabriolet, quelle coincidence...

the white wall of the 'eights'

this junction is not unlike that of rue des écoles & boulevard saint germain

a feeling only would i have been unaware of should one have the power of memory of the future, do u believe in the metaphysical??

...after class stroll till Mouffetard with a crêpe au jambon à la main

...now as if along rue victor cousin

the triumph of memories

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over the iron gates of life...

la mort - souvenir, et beau souvenir, si c'est ton souhait, je peux t'accompagner...

chamomile wore an european styled one piece ruffle layered dress and matching bustier (sugarmag), lolita shoes (blythe hautecouture)

Continue reading "sunday stroll" »

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chamomile's new year greetings

on new year day, chamomile put on her new year furisode (recent release sugarmag), white furry cape (recent release cct), zori (takara), handbag and new year deco (re-ment)
quick shots this morning, just for the sake of the occasion !

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but at my back I always hear
time's winged chariot hurrying near;
and yonder all before us lie
deserts of vast eternity....

:voyage dans la route de la soie 2005 - the tomb of the lost kingdom of west xia, ningxia:
on chamomile, punk style checker outfit from sugarmag, knit cap from galaxy, extravaganza

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chamomile is deboxing the wau malaysian kite, a gift from malaysia! the handmade kite is an indigenous handicraft. in enigmatic black with motif of contrasting golden flower and vines and vivid tassels - no doubt a work of art...

shall i frame or shall i fly??

thanks jooli^^

on chamomile today, reindeer outfit (november member gift from sugarmag) and the new dark brown cowboy suede boots (sugarmag)

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a summer girl by nature, chamomile barely withstands the chillness of the cold sun these days...
the winter green

intense gaze

barren...

against the darkened canopy

shivering by the icy stream

on chamomile, rabbit red velvet winter lolita from extravaganza, bordeaux stringed boots from sugarmag

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a portrait of chamomile in her drawing room ~ unrivaled to mona lisa smile but captive blythe eyes!

chamomile wore a favourite black pokka-dotted and white ruffled lolita dress (sugarmag, release 2004?)

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on her way back from a xmas lunch at isola, leopoldine models her crowned tartan punk princess outfit (jiuice)

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tonight, in an xmas mood, chamomile models her nana outfit

on camomile, leopold dottie fur jacket on black tight body, tartan skirt (from exrravaganza)

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chamomile escaped from the material blythe world, for a spiritual retreat… she discovered some exotic places along the silk road (china)…
into the blue, blue (!) romantic chasm of the yellow river (ten thousand buddha caves, near lanzhou, gansu)

a spiritual sanctuary, some hidden grottoes, alienated by the waters in certain periods of the year

light and darkness

meditation with buddha

fleeing the tower - inspired by the tarot's Tower card (chengtian pagoda, yinchuan, ningxia)

...voyage dans la route de la soie septembre 2005
chamomile wore (1) stunning red, peony and phoenix patterned chinese top (juice), jeans & vegetable patterned camisole top (sugarmag), baskets azone (2) punk style tartan set (sugarmag); knit cap (galaxy, extravaganza)

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dusk at central... chamomile hurried off

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at this time of the graduation season, chamomile reenacts the dolce vita in the academic sanctum... the main building

chamomile lingering... now inpenetrable to the doors of the innates of the department of comparative literature
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sapientia et virtus

the pillar...
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of these pléiades

the familiar couloirs around the quads, exuberating an odour, that of the staleness of some ancient rare tomes... almost a perfume of its own ~
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light piercing through the colossal door at loke yew hall's entrance

emerald tiles of interweaved honeycombs ~
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the 'pleasure'-pond -that many a time one wished to jump into and swim as wild as a fish, in the midst of a tutorial, in those less limpid days...

as if looking up from a well, the giraffe palms, the sunny dome... ~
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les arbres fidèles au fils du temps...

inspired by Samuel Taylor Coleridge's Kubla Khan
chamomile wore a tailored graduation gown (juice); over mag's hand print tee, long grey skirt with patchwork, and bordeaux stringed boots (all from sugarmag)

Continue reading "xanadu" »

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in tribute to the "samfoo" outfit made by jooli (tib), collages of the snapshots taken after a Sunday brunch at SoHo, 30 october 2005

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thanks mag for this blog and the very special hand print tee

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