How do I find my style?

How do I find my style and How do you always look so pulled together? Well my bold beauties I hope to answer that for you all today. Before I give you my thoughts, you first need to know that discovering your style takes time and you will make a few mistakes. Here are The Bold Beauties 3 Essential Steps:

1) Be honest - Honesty is an often overlooked step when it comes to finding your style philosophy. What do I mean by honesty? To have your clothes represent you and your image, you must be honest about a few things including your size, shape, lifestyle, and budget. If you are a mother to young children, it is unrealistic to want style like Victoria Beckham, lets face it; she has a hot husband and lots of help. I doubt shes chasing her children around in a pair of 6-inch Louboutins.

The thing to be most honest about is your current body, not what it used to look like or what you want it to look like, but what it looks like now. I had to learn this lesson as well. Once I learned to embrace my curves, not hide or over-expose them, my style truly developed. The worst thing you can do and the biggest gap in defining your style is wearing clothes that do not fit you properly. Keeping it real will only help you on the journey to discovering your style. Itll also save you money once you start buying clothes that you will actually wear.

2) Research - When people ask me how to determine their style, I always ask if they have done any research, the answer is usually no. Why is researching your style so important? There is no way you can know how you want to look without doing the research. There are many ways to do this; observe the style of a woman you admire, Google some of your favorite stars, or look at online boutiques. You should also investigate brands in your price range, clothes that fit your body type, and most importantly how these looks will fit into your lifestyle. Even though I have a defined look, I am always searching for more ways to cultivate my style. I turn to all avenues to find fashion inspiration, not just magazines, but art, design, and other women. I often take pictures of things I find visually interesting or beautiful and think of ways to incorporate them into my style.

3) Uniforms - I cannot express how important it is to have a uniform. This does not mean we should wear the same thing every day. What I mean is it saves time and money when we have outfits we can go to for all occasions. Once you have researched clothes that look best on you and fit your lifestyle, it is helpful to have variations on a few different looks. For instance, no one ever knows that I have 8-10 outfits that I update with accessories, cardigans, and shoes. This expands my wardrobe and allows me to I have a Magaschoni dress that I have had for years, I am always looking for new ways to wear the dress, and almost every time it is worn, my friends assume it is new.

http://www.fibre2fashion.com/industry-article/40/3959/3-essential-steps2.asp

folklore

sangkuriang

Cerita rakyat from West Java

Sangkuriang

Long time ago in West Java, lived a beautiful girl named Dayang Sumbi. She was also smart and clever. Her beauty and intelligence made a prince from the heavenly kingdom of Kahyangan desire her as his wife. The prince asked permission from his father to marry Dayang Sumbi. People from Kahyangan could never live side by side with humans, but his father approved on one condition, when they had a child, the prince would transform into a dog. The prince accepted the condition.

They get married and lived happily in the woods until Dayang Sumbi gave birth to a baby boy. The prince then changed into a dog named Tumang. Their son is named Sangkuriang. He was very smart and handsome like his father. Everyday, he hunted animals and looked for fruits to eat. One day, when he was hunting, Sangkuriang accidentally killed Tumang. His arrow missed the deer he was targeting and hit Tumang instead. He went home and tells her mother about the dog. “What?” Dayang Sumbi was appalled. Driven by sadness and anger, she grabbed a weaving tool and hit Sangkuriang’s head with it. Dayang Sumbi was so sad; she didn’t pay any attention to Sangkuriang and started to cry.

Sangkuriang feel sad and also confused. How can his mother love a dog more than him? Sangkuriang then decided to go away from their home and went on a journey. In the morning, Dayang Sumbi finally stopped crying. She started to feel better, so she went to find Sangkuriang. But her son was no where to be found. She looked everywhere but still couldn’t find him. Finally, she went home with nothing. She was exhausted. She fell asleep, and in her dream, she meets her husband. “Dayang Sumbi, don’t be sad. Go look for my body in the woods and get the heart. Soak it with water, and use the water to bathe, and you will look young forever,” said the prince in her dream. After bathing with the water used to soak the dog’s heart, Dayang Sumbi looked more beautiful and even younger.

And time passed by. Sangkuriang on his journey stopped at a village and met and fell in love with a beautiful girl.He didn't realize that the village was his homeland and the beautiful girl was his own mother, Dayang Sumbi. Their love grew naturally and he asked the girl to marry him. One day, Sangkuriang was going on a hunt. He asked Dayang Sumbi to fix the turban on his head. Dayang Sumbi was startled when she saw a scar on his head at the same place where she, years ago, hit Sangkuriang on the head.

After the young man left, Dayang Sumbi prayed for guidance. After praying, she became convinced that the young man was indeed her missing son. She realized that she had to do something to prevent Sangkuriang from marrying her. But she did not wish to disappoint him by cancelling the wedding. So, although she agreed to marry Sangkuriang, she would do so only on the condition that he provides her with a lake and built a beautiful boat, all in one night.

Sangkuriang accepted this condition without a doubt. He had spent his youth studying magical arts. After the sun went down, Sangkuriang went to the hill. Then he called a group of genie to build a dam around Citarum River. Then, he commands the genies to cut down trees and build a boat. A few moments before dawn, Sangkuriang and his genie servants almost finished the boat.

Dayang Sumbi, who had been spying on him, realised that Sangkuriang would fulfill the condition she had set. Dayang Sumbi immediately woke all the women in the village and asked them to wave a long red scarf. All the women in the village were waving red scarf, making it look as if dawn was breaking. Deceived by false dawn, the cock crowed and farmers rose for the new day.

Sangkuriang’s genie servants immediately dropped their work and ran for cover from the sun, which they feared. Sangkuriang grew furious. With all his anger, he kicked the unfinished boat. The boat flew and landed on a valley. The boat then became a mountain, called Mount Tangkuban Perahu (Tangkuban means upturned or upside down, and Perahu means boat). With his power, he destroyed the dam. The water drained from the lake becoming a wide plain and nowadays became a city called Bandung (from the word Bendung, which means Dam).***

A fairy Tale

The Princess and the Pea

Once upon a time there was a prince who wanted to marry a princess; but she would have to be a real princess. He travelled all over the world to find one, but nowhere could he get what he wanted. There were princesses enough, but it was difficult to find out whether they were real ones. There was always something about them that was not as it should be. So he came home again and was sad, for he would have liked very much to have a real princess.

 One evening a terrible storm came on; there was thunder and lightning, and the rain poured down in torrents. Suddenly a knocking was heard at the city gate, and the old king went to open it.

 It was a princess standing out there in front of the gate. But, good gracious! what a sight the rain and the wind had made her look. The water ran down from her hair and clothes; it ran down into the toes of her shoes and out again at the heels. And yet she said that she was a real princess.

 Well, we'll soon find that out, thought the old queen. But she said nothing, went into the bed-room, took all the bedding off the bedstead, and laid a pea on the bottom; then she took twenty mattresses and laid them on the pea, and then twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.

 On this the princess had to lie all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept.

 "Oh, very badly!" said she. "I have scarcely closed my eyes all night. Heaven only knows what was in the bed, but I was lying on something hard, so that I am black and blue all over my body. It's horrible!"

 Now they knew that she was a real princess because she had felt the pea right through the twenty mattresses and the twenty eider-down beds.

 Nobody but a real princess could be as sensitive as that.

 So the prince took her for his wife, for now he knew that he had a real princess; and the pea was put in the museum, where it may still be seen, if no one has stolen it.

 [Hans Christian Andersen]

The simple Poetry

When I search something in my netbook, I read this poetry and I think this is a simple writing but a beautiful meaning.

My heart like is a book

I wrote the first page
Allah's name and the names of both my parents
because without them I
would not exist in this world ..

on the second page I write the name
My friend, because he was always there with me
in good times and bad ..

on the third page I was the literature of the name
my friends, because they always
made me laugh ..

next ..
I write in the middle of the page
name of the person who hurt me,,
because on that page I 
easily to tear it up ..
and,,
I wrote on the last page
names of people I hate
because the page will
be always closed and no
people who want to read ...

My heart like is a book

I wrote the first page
Allah's name and the names of both my parents
because without them I
would not exist in this world ..

on the second page I write the name
My friend, because he was always there with me
in good times and bad ..

on the third page I was the literature of the name
my friends, because they always
made me laugh ..

next ..
I write in the middle of the page
name of the person who hurt me,,
because on that page I 
easily to tear it up ..
and,,
I wrote on the last page
names of people I hate
because the page will
be always closed and no
people who want to read ...