.: In the gypsy caravan...

Saturday, August 27, 2016

In the gypsy caravan...

So I'm back to the velvet underground

Back to the floor that I love...

To a room with some lace and paper flowers

Back to the gypsy that I was, to the gypsy that I was...

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Terra August 27, 2016 at 7:57 PM
Your surroundings suit the gypsy you are.
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ABOUT THIS BLOG:

THIS blog was created as an attempt to record the adventures and wanderlust of a gypsy at heart in her GYPSY caravan, "Bella Rosa".

A Gypsy Caravan is a traditional horse-drawn wagon originally used by Romani people as a form of living accommodation. Gypsy Caravans are elaborately decorated, hand carved and ornately painted with traditional Romani symbols. "Bella Rosa", however, defies almost all of the above. It is actually no caravan nor wagon. It is just our tent trailer; a Coachman Clipper with 2 large beds at either end which sleep 4 comfortably. The dining table folds down to make a small bed for additional sleeping arrangements. It comes with a small fridge a sink that can be hooked up to running water, a furnace that runs on propane or can be hooked up to electricity, and a two burner stove. And it is just an excuse to surround myself with a pretty clutter of fabric designs, jewerly and Boho style decor...

The perfect little nest for the gypsy hiding in ME!

I just want to see the world

from the backside of my wagon

HERE IS TO MY GYPSY LIFE AND ECLECTIC HOME:

Boho-chic is a style of female fashion drawing on a combination of the nontraditional styles of gypsies and various bohemian and hippie influences. Layers are common, usually with an element of messiness involved. Overall, the style should be unique, establishing a sense of individuality through wardrobe. To perfect boho-chic style, it is important to maintain a delicate balance between a messy yet feminine and unique appearance. Boho-chic fashion includes several different distinctive styles that range from artsy to exquisite.

What is it about tent trailers that so appeal my gypsy heart?

They're alluring, and romantic. They are practical...

And a comfortable, gypsy type of a house where to speed away to distant scenes... and always in perfect bohemian style!

They infer adventure and freedom and wanderlust...

Extra lovely sheer panels embellished with beads and sequins for gypsy glitter and glam. The perfect choice for my gypsy caravan!

Gypsy lanterns for some romantic soft light...

Of course, some roses too!

And some Boho books for inspiration...

Tent trailers infer adventure and freedom and wanderlust. All in all, our "Gypsy Caravan" is just the perfect modern moving medium for the wanderer gypsy in me...

My gypsy lover's quarters. I didn't want to make it extra bohemian looking for him, because knowing his preferences in style, I knew I had to go easy on the colors and decorations....

Less color... minimalist style; except for the romantic touch of the gypsy sheer panels--love it!

In fact I think I'm loving his side much more than mine...

That's OK, I'm sure he wouldn't mind sharing residence with me!

I truly love these panels... it's like sleeping under itty bitty shinning stars.

Tea anyone?

So, we're ready to make another escape into the wilderness again

Gypsy dancing shoes are ready

Extra gorgeous necklace for those lovely evening fiestas

Love love all the little shams... love it so much that this is how I see it. A magical starry necklace indeed!

I'm ready for a dance under the full moon to the music of a "guitarra gitana" (gypsy guitar)

“I wish I could do whatever I liked
behind the curtain of
“madness”.
Then I’d arrange flowers,
all day long, I’d paint pain, love and
tenderness,
I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others,
and they would all say: “Poor thing, she’s crazy!”
Above all I would laugh at
my own stupidity.
I would build my world which while I lived,
would be in
agreement with all the worlds.
The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived
would be mine and everyone else’s
my madness would not be an escape from
“reality”.

(Frida Kahlo)