Ever jump for joy?

Hello my lovely goddess!

You know what?

Some of you reading this are my friends.

Some are my relatives. (Hi, mom!)

But some of you are just names on my contact list. I can only guess who you are. (You are goddess, that I know, but other than that, I don’t know anything about you. Except your email address.)

I’d like to get acquainted so here’s an invitation for you to send me a “Why hello there!”.

You can send me your photos, send me letters, random notes, hey, even poetry!

(Leave a comment below or write me at indre@hellomygoddess.com  .)

I feel like I’ve got a monologue going here at my blog sometimes.

I wonder who you are, what bores you to tears, what you look like, or what your favorite flavor of ice cream is. (Artisan made dark chocolate with red hot chili peppers is my new fav BTW).

In the meantime, while I wait to hear from you, I took some photos of myself so you could see me better.

OK, I didn’t take the photos myself, as I actually had a professional photograph take them AND had a session of professional make-up.

Whoa, the make-up thing!

Have you ever had professional make-up done?

In my normal life, I am a nearly-no make-up sort of gal so this was a particularly special treat.

To have someone fuss over me so much while I relaxed in a chair with my eyes closed was even better than indulging in two scoops of my favorite ice cream. (Better for my hips anyway.) I told the make-up artist that I wanted a “no-make-up look” and she spent an entire 45 minutes to achieve that.  That’s 90 times longer than I usually spend on my face before going out. (That’s 30 seconds for those who don’t want to do the math).

And the photographer? He’s a professional photographer, now semi-retired, who used to shoot for fashion magazines back in the ’80’s.

Did I mention how lucky I am?

No wonder I couldn’t keep myself from jumping up and down while my photos were being taken!!!

Nothing like feeling like a spontaneous, joyful 6-year-old!

Voilà, here I am, smiles and wrinkles, ripped stained jeans, and all.

Not a professional model but I’m sure having fun pretending to be one!

It’s only fair that I tell you a tiny bit about the clothes I choose to wear that day.

If you don’t my choices, I won’t be offended.

You don’t have to like everything I like.

I merely want to show how fun it is to tell your life story using clothes.

The top?

Another one of my personal favorites.

I designed it, made the pattern, and sewed it  out of 100% linen.

I’ll make one for you, too! Just click HERE to see it in my etsy shop.

There’s also a red/black/beige version that looks beautiful on women with dark hair and/or dark skin.

Click  here to see it.

The necklace?

I’ve nicknamed it the Cleopatra necklace but since I’ve promised to name my necklaces with goddess names, it can’t be Cleopatra. (Unless I cheat).

I wanted to choose the name Isis, the Egyptian goddess of magic and life., only that ISIS now is, unfortunately, associated with the name of an Islamic extremist terrorist group.

Pity.

Isis is such a beautiful goddess name.

I decided to name her Hathor instead.

Click on the photo to see this necklace in my shop.

Question time!

What’s your favorite flavor of ice cream?

What do your favorite pair of jeans look like?

Should I re-name the necklace Isis?

And if you don’t want to answer any of the questions, no problem.

If nothing else, please say HI!

Love, laughter, and joyful jumps,

Indre

P.S. My shoes? Just a old pair of converse sneakers to help me JUMP for joy. 🙂