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. . . as you know, recently, there was a spectacularly lovely give-away here at {this is glamorous}, for a gold amphora necklace [above]—white gold or yellow gold, scalloped or heart-shape . . . and there were heartrending tales of love and loss, of those fondly remembered, and never to be forgotten, and there were notes from all over the world, as far away as australia and singapore . . .
. . . and so, today, so very excited to announce that a winner has been selected . . .
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. . . more backstage photographs at elie saab have surfaced, and they are, to be certain, as exquisitely lovely as the last, and as such, impossible to resist -- the enchanting glimpses of little moments and astonishingly beautiful details are spectacularly lovely . . . and this week has already begun much busier than the last, and so, things may be a little sporadic here & there, but there are a million new and beautiful things to get lost in and to share, and so it goes . . .
hope you had a wonderful weekend, and that your week is off to a perfect start, —roséline xo
{p.s.} if you're new or only just arriving : this week's stunning give-away
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. . . perhaps it is the utter romance of it all, or the intoxicating concoction paillettes, lace and ruffles, but whatever the reason may be, am always awaiting, with wild anticipation, for the next elie saab collection, which never fails to enchant with its day dresses made for dreaming and evening gowns made for dancing in the moonlight, and never, ever fails to completely take one's breath away . . .
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. . . and since the new year has begun, there has been a spectacular flurry of creative energy and productivity -- the kind that happens after one has returned from a few weeks in paris, or spent enough nights falling asleep to the sound of waves; and there has been organising and planning and time at the gym everyday, even, and while not certain if it is the momentum of change from one year to the next, or the excitement of even more changes and wonderful things still to come -- whatever the reason may be, it is breathtaking and it is perfect, and while there are still and always unanswered emails and telephone calls to return -- for now and the weekend -- shall enjoy a little time for drinks and party dresses, a macaron or two, and being held close, and most certainly, for a few moments of perfect repose . . .
wishing you a relaxing, fun-filled weekend, and that it is beautiful, wherever in the world you may be,— roséline xo{p.s.} a few lovely links belowCONTINUE ---------------------------------->
. . . one of the fondest memories of growing up was my mother's movie-star dressing rooms -- enormous and luxurious, and with those pretty white lights that trail all the way around the large looking glass above the vanity, upon which was always a beautiful scattering of perfume bottles and golden hairpins, and every kind of beauty product one could possibly imagine -- it was a most magical place for a little girl, and needless to say, spent many, many hours utterly lost in spritzes of heady perfume, dustings of silvery eyeshadows and dashes of lipstick, and watching my mother get ready for dinner parties and evening soirées . . .
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. . . after the holidays, there is always a quiet lull, a little lapse in time, where the daydreams begin -- of the new year ahead, of fresh starts and unbroken promises, and the pastel daydreams of winter's quiet deference to the flimsy dresses and fluttery spring days that lay ahead . . .CONTINUE ---------------------------------->
No winter evening's rendezvous on the Champs-Elysées, with its glittering shoppes and glistening holiday lights is complete without a stop at our most favourite "fabricant de douceurs & gourmandises": Ladurée, in all its gilded grandeur.
In the early 1900s, Pierre Desfontaines, cousin of Ladurée's founder, Louis Ernest Ladurée, took two almond meringue cookies and joinied them with a divine ganache filling, creating the macaron as we know it.
Prior to that, macarons were simply cookies, which were first brought to France by Catherine di Medici and her pastry chefs in 1533.
These little round cakes, which made their onscreen debut in the film, Marie Antoinette, are crisp on the outside, smooth and soft in the middle, and are made every morning by Ladurée’s pastry chefs who measure precisely, the required amounts of almonds, eggs and sugar, and a touch of magic . . .
Ladurée, which began as a tea room near the Place de la Concorde in 1862, has since expanded within Paris, then to other parts of the world, including England, Monaco, Japan, Luxembourg, Italy, the Arab Emirates, and its most recent location, in New York's Upper East Side, where we met Ladurée's owner, Elisabeth Holder, who is also the sister of the Chairman of the company.
The NYC shop, located just down the street from Dior and Chloé, is a jewel box of pastel green, displaying traditional decorative accents, busts, mirrors and classical paintings, showcasing chocolates, crystallized flower petals and of course macarons, all imported from Paris each day.
Elisabeth, who began her career working in the fashion industry for the likes of Hermès, moved to New York recently to run the affairs of the newest Ladurée boutique.
Elisabeth has said that "The macaron is a grand classique of the pastry arts -- it's not an accessory. It's an experience of pleasure." And so, during our meeting with her, we just had to ask for her:
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