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June 2016

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Tomorrow I will be celebrating my 37 birthday.

This is a great opportunity to be thankful for some really good genes and also for a magnificent family, who runs cosmetic and beauty salons… or as my mom always says: “You need to know who to be born to” ;- )

I don’t know to what conclusion you’ve reached in your last soul searching, but for me, it seems I must be smarter than I’ve ever been, more honest with myself and much happier.

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eight30 - cramim hotel - castro - wine - erroca


We were out on a fashion shoot day.

By “we” I mean Nimrod – my good friend and the talented photographer who has been accompanying me in the past year, a bunch of garments, and myself.

As like any other shooting days, we decided to meet on a Friday morning (which is the career women's day off), when this time the purpose was to shoot a fashion production dedicated to Shavuot holiday.

I woke up at 05:30AM (it’s amazing how I jump out of bed like an Olympic athlete for shooting days while on other days the alarm clock is tired of playing the same sound and begs for me to wake up and get my buttocks towards the shower), styled my hair, slowly put on my makeup and then, just when I started feeling like a model, went to load our production equipment into my private vehicle… Oh definitely! This is what you call the glamorous life! ;- )

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eight30 - cramim spa & wine - Shavuot - White look - h.stern - cheese - Sunglasses - erroca - castro


Sea of documents surrounding me,

On my dress some drops of a pen’s ink,

Thousands of messages are waiting in my inbox,

Gladly in Shavuot I will get to rest.

(a take-off on the familiar shavuot holiday song)

Every time Shavuot holiday arrives, all magazines are then filled with young, glowing women with rosy cheeks. These photos always make me wonder who are these women, standing in the center of a golden crops field? Are they planning to sing in the gardens?

…I don’t know what about you, but in Tel Aviv there aren’t any corps fields, and also I haven’t really had the chance to jump around any fields lately. At the most, I found myself singing and dancing to some toddler songs with my young niece in the middle of the living room.

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