In the modern world, girls and women are increasingly forgetting about their feminine essence, turning into courageous heroines and building up the qualities that men are naturally meant to have. Unfortunately or fortunately, it's not for me to judge.
Each person makes his own choice every day - how to live on, what issues today need to devote time and pay more attention to. Every day is like a blank slate where you can write and draw whatever you want.
In an effort to constantly improve myself and share knowledge with readers, I think that today it would be useful to consider what attributes and qualities are characteristic of a sophisticated lady.
The first "C" is cordiality
The hallmark of a true sophisticated woman is her ability to combine honesty and kindness into sincerity. "It doesn't matter", "don't worry about it"...
Think how many times all of you have thrown such phrases, knowing that the real state of affairs is completely different ?! Or think about whether you did any actions that absolutely no one expected from you? Did they frame someone, or did they wash the bones of any person, not daring to sincerely tell him about it, looking into his eyes?
I won't claim that you do this all the time, but it's likely (perhaps unconsciously) that this has happened. And more than once.
Remember: being insincere, a person harms not only others, but also himself.
Second "C" - Modesty
Remember the wonderful phrase “modesty adorns a woman”? This phrase will be discussed.
Of course, modesty should be in moderation. But still ... It is good for a sophisticated woman to be moderately simple in everyday life. Minimalism is in fashion right now. This applies to everything: clothing, speech, behavior, jewelry.
I firmly believe that the simple often looks more elegant than the catchy and pretentious. It also helps to focus on what is really very, very important, prioritize and avoid distractions. Plus, it will help you stand out even more during an important event.
Remember: in your daily life, take the time to consciously choose the easy, less difficult "route".
Third "C" - Sympathy
Treat those around you with kindness. Try to focus on the good qualities of a person, even if he made you very angry. You don't know what's going on in his life. You do not know what he will experience in the future. Most likely, his behavior is due to some kind of difficult life situation. Just say goodbye to this person at the initial stage of brewing aggression against him. Be kinder!
Remember: you will never regret that you behaved courteously and showed sympathy. However, you may regret in the future that you spoke too harshly and inexorably.
Fourth "C" - Calmness
We often work and hustle too much, taking up all our time just to get confirmation of our seeming importance. It's all put on. An illusion is created that restlessness and running around represent an important activity. Actually it's not
So.
For a woman, the time when she is in serene calm is very valuable. After all, it is at this time that a certain centering of oneself occurs, which is very useful! Peace comes when we are content and content. Some hedonism. Recognizing that we are exactly where we need to be will lead to more meaningful and focused results.
Now you know how to nourish your soul and rejuvenate. Try to deliberately free up your time to immerse yourself in a calm and relaxed state.
Remember: when you are in irritation, you need to stop and bring yourself into a harmonious and calm state. Otherwise, you run the risk of upsetting yourself even more because nothing good will come of it.
Practice and be harmonious!
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“There are few things,” Umbekka used to say, “that revolts me more than chaperones. Isn't it outrageous when a tender, innocent girl, tremblingly on the threshold of adulthood, is entrusted to the care of a hired servant?! Haven't I watched the spiritual, moral and physical state of my poor niece Ela for many cycles? Would I let someone rip it off my chest? And now, when another vessel of virtue has been entrusted to my care, will I risk giving it into someone's uncaring, indifferent hands? Oh no, the very thought of it makes me shiver!”
Umbekka could have expanded more on this topic, and often did. However, no matter how severely she criticized the duenes, there was one person for whom she made an exception.
“You understand, my dear,” she said, “that my statements have nothing to do with you.”
What is characteristic - it was this chaperone who was the main and almost the only listener to Umbekka's angry tirades. It was her old friend from Irion, the widow Vauxwell. After the tragic death of her husband, the widow lived for several moons in the Flower House, where only one old maid looked after her. But there was no doubt (at least Umbekka had no doubt) that Bertin was unhappy. How could she be happy in an empty house, when her precious husband was no longer in the world? So what if the widow herself claimed that she was doing well? Surely the grief experienced damaged the mind of the poor woman. As a result, Umbekka, using her authority - after all, she became the wife of the governor - ordered that the Flower House be locked up, the maid dismissed and that the widow move to the governor's house.
This act of charity met with warm support and approval in the village - especially after Ei Fival made it the topic of a sermon.
For some time the widow lived happily (or so everyone thought) as a companion of her dear friend, so the people of Irion were somewhat surprised to learn that in the end the widow Vauxwell "took advantage of the situation." Before the start of Theron's season, the widow was to move to Warby and become chaperon there to a certain Miss Pelligrew. A whole moon, if not more, that's all the gossip was about. Some sincerely pitied “poor Madame Wildrop,” shocked by the ingratitude of the widow, others were unpleasant at the thought that the widow would work for hire, and still others, not without reason, pointed out that the widow was completely unsuited for such work.
For that matter, Widow Vauxwell was one-armed.
Umbekka's reaction to this surprised everyone. People thought that she would resist, forbid her friend to go to Warby. And she, on the contrary, reacted very favorably to Bertin's plans. Umbekka felt that the widow was gradually becoming aware of her new place in life. Is it noble to live in a house where you are accepted out of grace? And what is so shameful in serving in the house of respected gentlemen? If now there are duennas in high society, why should not a woman like Bertin Vauxwell, who was distinguished by the highest morality, become a duenna?
If Umbekka regretted anything, it was that her dear friend would waste her educational talents on someone else's child. Soon, Miss Katya also had to come of age and go out into the world. In theory, one could hope that the widow herself would understand which young lady she should direct her gaze to, what her duty is. “Well,” Umbekka might have said with a heavy sigh, “perfection cannot be expected from anyone in this world, and even more so from a woman distraught with grief and anguish.”
And when the widow went to Varby, Umbekka went with her.
Nirri! the fat woman exclaimed when she and Katya entered the house.
Umbekka's maid rushed to meet them as fast as she could, frightened that her mistress had returned so early. Umbekka immediately attacked the maid with so many orders and reproaches that she was at a loss.
Help undress! Take off my jewels! No, just look! Do we have a decent house here or some kind of hangout? Why hasn't the table been cleared after tea yet? And the fireplace isn't lit yet? We will dine in our rooms, and at once!
Yes, only an immediate and hearty meal could help Umbekka get rid of her anger.
The meal was really plentiful. In public, Umbekka was simpering and respectful of etiquette, and at home, seated by the fireplace, she ate greedily and stuffed her mouth with cakes, cold chicken, whipped cream and boiled kidneys, tarts with lettuce, and slices of ham. The order in which the delicacies were eaten did not matter. She grabbed food with her hands, and, after chewing another portion, heaped curses on the vicious widow Vauxwell, who had so shamefully violated her duty, so ugly neglected her duties.
It just won't work for her!
The unfortunate Nirri ran up and down the stairs, raiding the pantry.
Kata, on the other hand, was only distractedly driving pieces of food across her plate with her fork. The aunt scolded her, took away her plate and ate everything herself - meat, stewed pumpkin and pickled beets.
It was raining behind the closed curtains.
Finally Umbekka got up and moved away from the table. Before the meal, her body was shaking with anger, like a huge piece of jellied meat. Now she was ready to face all the vicissitudes of fate with the steadfastness of a rock. Piglet eyes glittered angrily in her shiny face.
Go to sleep now, my girl! she barked, and calling Nirri, she told them to bring her an umbrella and a hat.
Kata replied:
Aunt, but it's still so early!
Early?! Umbekka glared at her niece and pushed her towards the door. - Do you think that frivolous girls who envy Mr. Bergrove's chosen ones deserve something else? Answer when asked! - And, without waiting for an answer, Umbekka pointed to the door: - Go to your room, immediately! Nirri, lock her up!
The key turned in the lock. Kata fell on the bed, but pretty soon she jumped up, ran to the window, eagerly parted the curtains and stared into the darkness. Lanterns burned around the square, illuminating the wet, shiny pavement. Bypassing the puddles, Umbekka strode swiftly, her umbrella was like a battle shield. Like an angry warrior, she went to war on the house, where to this day Pelli was entrusted to the care of the widow Vauxwell.
What could have happened? Kata had often heard her aunt praising Widow Vauxwell. “Berten Vauxwell,” Umbekka used to say, “is an exemplary chaperone, she leads her ward on a short leash, she does not tolerate any objections. How different she is from others - lazy, indifferent duennas!
Kata turned away from the window in despair. Until now she had seen the laughing face of Pelly sitting in the seat of the Arrow beside Mr. Burgrove. Jealousy boiled in her soul. She wrapped herself in a warm shawl and sat down by the fireplace. It was one thing to envy Jeli, the pretty, well-liked Jelicka Vance.
But to envy Pelli Pelligrew? This fool?!
The rain beat on the window frame, the wind howled.
"Pelly, Pelli," the raindrops seemed to tap out.
Jem's heart was beating fast. He pressed his back against the wall of a house in an alley somewhere near the Royal Assembly. Jumping out of the carriage, where the old harlequin tried to keep him, the young man scurried along the pavement for some time, dodging all kinds of carriages, and made his way to more remote areas of the city. When will it end, this day! Jem was wet, chilled, dirty, and now, in addition, he had to spend the night in Warby.
The young man looked around in despair. One end of the alley was dimly lit by a lantern. On that side lay the brightly lit central districts of the city. It was dark at the other end. From there, the road led to a completely different Varby, hidden from the eyes of high society people. There were outskirts - narrow streets where servants, cab drivers and soldiers on leave, indulged in their own entertainment. From the direction of the first Warby came the melodious sounds of the clavichord. From the side of the second - muffled curses, fragments of rude songs.
I had to leave. There was no point in hiding until morning in the labyrinth of alleys behind the Royal Assembly.
Meanwhile, he could stumble upon soldiers everywhere.
Jem folded his palms in a ladle, held them out in the rain, and, collecting water, washed his face with it. The split cheek immediately reminded of itself, but Jem continued to collect rainwater in his palms and furiously wash off the elderberry juice.
But what was to be done with the stupid suit?
Footsteps were heard nearby. Someone burped loudly. In the semi-darkness, Jem could barely make out the man in the cloak. He was very drunk and walked swaying. It was a young servant, someone's page. He wore a wide cloak and a hat with a feather. He stopped against the wall next to Jem and began to urinate.
I'm sorry, buddy, - whispered Jem and pounced on the unfamiliar young man.
A few moments later Jem, wrapped in a cloak, rushed towards the outskirts of Warby, the so-called gay districts. It smelled of sewage, smoke and roasted meat. Jem pulled his hat over his forehead and looked around. “How is it possible,” he thought, “to have a completely different world lying just a few hundred paces away?” There, behind not so thick walls, rich aristocrats indulged in exquisite pleasures.
A disheveled creature with an open bottle of gin stalked past Jem.
Your health, young man! - muttered the creature and, swaying, drank from the bottle, then suddenly turned around and caught Jem by the hand. - Or maybe the young man is lonely, huh?
Jem turned around and realized that the creature was female. The woman squeezed his hand tighter. She was dressed in the pitiful remnants of what must have once been sumptuous evening wear. There was a sour smell from the skirt, and even in the half-light Jem could see the wrinkles on the woman's face.
I'm sorry, I...
At that moment, the door of the inn opened invitingly. Jem broke free and hurried away. The whore called after him in a hoarse voice:
Drink plenty, young man! And pump up, so look for me here!
The tavern was smoky and crowded. The earthen floor was strewn with straw, which had been trampled on, mixed with mud, and generously poured with ale. If it had been a fine night, the bawlers would have poured out into the street, but today they were sitting here: pretty tipsy bluecoats, emboldened after drinking a groom, footmen and kitchen servants - now they all huddled together and sat shoulder to shoulder. Sex boys scurried between them, and of the women there were only whores, whose faces and almost protruding breasts were generously decorated with flies. From somewhere in the depths of the tavern came drunken voices, discordantly deducing the song.
In the cloak pocket of the page he had robbed, Jem found some coins - a couple of zens and a few more jits. He pushed his way to the counter.
Hey buddy! called Jem. A hand was placed on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw a young man in a yellow velvet coat. He smiled happily, but the smile immediately disappeared as soon as he realized that he had made a mistake. And I took you for...
Jem quickly responded:
He will not come. Dela, you know...
And who are you? The young man pointed to Jem's clothes. “I thought I knew all the prince's servants.
We have plenty of servants, my friend! muttered Jem with a careless grin, shrugged his shoulders and turned away. His heart sank with guilt. He imagined the page boy now wallowing in the mud. In the morning he would have a headache ... but, on the other hand, he would still have a headache with a hangover. Well, on the other hand, he will be able to tell that a misfortune happened to him - he was beaten, robbed.
Soon Jem, with a mug of ale in his hand, made his way to the only free bench - in the very corner of the tavern. Candles smoked directly over his head and mercilessly poured wax over him. In the corner, next to Jem, was a gang of bluecoats. They sat in a circle with their hands on each other's shoulders, and, waving beer mugs, sang one of their favorite songs.
I'll tell you the truth, brothers-friends,
I had one friend.
He is good-looking and came out tall,
Yes, he was alone
Until he met a beauty
She was the most beautiful of all.
She only beckoned with her hand
And she took her away.
My friend was a fair shooter
And rarely hit the target,
But for such a goal, the right word,
For the first time in my life, I pleased.
When he met that beauty
What was more desirable than all
She only beckoned with her hand
And she took her away.
My friend has been in the houses of the rich,
I sometimes ate on silver,
Now with secular beauty
Dancing waltzes at balls.
Yes, yes, with the same beauty,
What was the most beautiful of all,
That only beckoned with a finger
And she took her away.
And you, buddy, stand guard
And do not grieve, and do not blow in your mustache,
After all, in your turn you will receive
And a gentle look, and a kiss
From amazing beauty
What will only lead the head
And beckons with a thin finger,
And will take you away!
Having finished singing, the bluecoats began to cackle, accompanying the last chorus with obscene gestures. Jem blushed and looked away. Poor Jem! He was innocent in many ways. He did not know that passion has so many faces. He closed his eyes and remembered Katya. They were all so sublime and noble. And clean.
Burning, hot tears came to Jem's eyes.
He raised the mug to his lips when someone tugged it under his elbow. Jem turned angrily and saw a friendly grinning face in front of him. The face belonged to a big man in a coachman's cap. He was smoking a pipe. Jem calmed down a bit. At least a servant, and not a bluecoat, and that's good. The coachman winked knowingly at Jem and complained about how vile the weather had been.
And you have a cheek, boy ... - the coachman shook his head sympathetically. - You after all, I suppose, are you in the service of Prince Cheyne?
Jem nodded.
The coachman pointed to the coat of arms on the band of his cap. Jem took a sip of ale, trying to keep himself under control and not show a flash of interest. But his heart was beating wildly. How did he not immediately recognize the one who was sitting in front of him?
In Irion, Stefel had a reputation as a hardened drunkard.
Jem spoke carefully.
Archduke... of Irion?
Yes. Noble, I don't know who. And arrogant. Well, that's how aristocrats are supposed to, lad. And when I was young, we were ordered to memorize the coats of arms of all nine provinces, can you imagine? Coats of arms and mottos, in both. By heart, without hesitation, otherwise they hammered all this into us with sticks.
Jem smiled politely, and his heart screamed: "Stefel, don't you recognize me?" At some point, Jem was ready to open up to the old man, but then changed his mind when Stefel narrowed his eyes with curiosity and said:
Listen, boy, have I met you anywhere before? Jem turned pale. He suddenly got scared. After all, he should have traveled in secret, without being recognized by anyone. With mock casualness, he pulled his stolen hat down. But Stefel answered the question himself:
Oh, what am I, right... You just reminded me of another guy. This one would hardly have become a servant, I think so. And then ... he died.
Poor fellow! Jem burst out. He decided it was best not to add anything else. A strange feeling came over him - a mixture of euphoria with sadness and fear. Yes, he was dead, he died for everyone who stayed at home. For Stefel, for Nirri, for Aunt Umbekka. For Polt.
"For Katya. I'm dead to Kata."
Jem shook himself, drove away the surging feelings. He smiled at Stefel again. He knew it was best to apologize and leave. But something made him stay.
How far have you gone from home,” Jem tried to continue the conversation. It suddenly dawned on him. - They say that the snowy mountains there are a ladder to the very sky. This is true?
The coachman grumbled:
What do I care about these snowy mountains, boy? I must tell you that even in the green hills near Warby it is not easy for my horses to run.
But are you from there? From the mountains?
Stefel answered this question in the following way:
I'm generally not a fan of dragging from place to place. I can't stand any change. If everything were like this, as it is now, and I would be as old as you, boy, then I would, perhaps, say that I am happy. In my time, everything was in its place. And now people do not know their place, they do not understand who their master is.
You think so?
I say to my daughter: “Are we not in the service of the Archduke?” And where is the Archduke today, you ask? In Agondon, the Archduke is not going home. All of Tharn has fallen into the hands of an impostor, and I, a native of Tharn, am stuck in Warby! Oh, that's because I had to live and see the world upside down!
Stefel could clearly expand on this topic further, but it seems that he decided that such a train of thought could lead him in a dangerous direction.
Precaution is never too much.
He sighed.
All because of a girl, you know? That's why I'm stuck here. Because of a young lady and because of their mistress.
Stefel grimaced so comically that Jem could hardly help laughing. He desperately wanted to ask about the young lady, but he restrained himself.
Just in case, he touched his chest, groped for his secret talisman.
"Be careful, be careful," he said to himself.
A hand landed on his shoulder again. It was again a young man in a yellow coat.
Where are you! he spoke in a slurred tongue. He had obviously been drinking all this time and was looking for a familiar page. - Oh... again... misunderstood. How did you tell me who you are? I know all the prince's servants...
Jem turned away with the most determined expression.
Hey feeder! Stefel shouted.
His mug was empty. Jem bought him another one. The coachman thanked him heartily.
And your master, - Jem made a new attempt to find out the information he was interested in, - after all, as I heard, he caught the evil king.
Uh-huh, my master is a big man, what a big one. - Stefel hesitated and suddenly said stiffly: - He was in alliance with the Zenzanians.
How was this to be understood?
Who? Your lord?
My Lord? Scarlet King, man! If the scarlet king had done things his way, we would now be nothing more than a province of Zenzan. This is how it would have been, not the way it is now. And he resurrected the agonist faith.
Who? Edward Scarlet?
No, Edward Blue. Listen, boy, I swear by our Lord Agonis, you don't understand anything in life. Without the blue king, where would we be now, I ask you? In shit, boy, up to your ears in shit!
Behind them, a mug fell to the floor and broke. Two bluecoats clashed over a whore. Some rushed there to stare at the fight. There were screams and laughter. Others, completely indifferent to the fight, continued to knock over mug after mug to the accompaniment of whistling and drunken yelling.
Only the fellow in the yellow jacket continued to hang around Dzhem.
Well, someone slashed you on the cheek ... - he whispered hoarsely in Jem's ear.
Jem pretended not to hear anything and leaned closer to the coachman.
And this young lady...
What a young lady! It's a whore!
Not far away, a woman squealed in exasperation, causing a fight to break out.
I'm talking about your young lady ...
What, what? You called our young lady a whore?
Stefel frowned and grabbed Jem by the collar.
No, no," said Jem patiently, and withdrew the coachman's hand. - I wanted to say: she must be unusually good-looking.
And this hat... well, it doesn't suit you at all, - the annoying guy in the yellow doublet whispered into Jem's ear.
Stefel, meanwhile, fell into a gloomy silence. With the most thoughtful air, he lit his pipe, took a puff, and blew out a cloud of smoke. Behind him, a stool thrown by someone hit a tray with several mugs on it. Jem did his best not to be distracted and to look only at the figure of the old man shrouded in smoke.
Uh-huh, she will definitely grab a nice hubby for herself. You can pass this one off as a king, - Stefel finally responded. - They say that the black ones will be the most beautiful, but she is just like that with us.
Jem sighed.
If only I could get a glimpse of such a beauty!
It was risky. The coachman could get angry again.
But this time he laughed.
Oh man, this nut is too tough for you! We are only suitable for you. And he pointed to the cocotte. - And it’s not easy to see our young lady with your eyes! With these... disappearances... You have to keep your eyes peeled.
Disappearances?
Stefel belched powerfully.
Boy, did you fall from the moon? Haven't you heard of Miss Viella Rextel?
Jem was about to ask about Gorgeous V, but at that moment someone grabbed his arm.
I got it! - It was again a fellow in a yellow camisole. This time he showed up completely drunk. Squinting in the smoke, he stared at Jem's hat. Then he shook his fist at him. “Tell me, what did you do to him?”
Hey guys, take it easy! Stefel exclaimed.
But no one listened to him. A moment later he fled, and Jem and the guy in the yellow jacket were already rolling on the dirty floor. For those who did not understand anything, their fight looked like a continuation of the fight that had begun a little earlier because of the whore. In fact, now it had already been fighting for half a tavern. Bluecoats, whores, servants, coachmen and lackeys, and even the serving boys waved their fists and poked and slapped each other. The guy in the yellow jacket threw Jem on his back and grabbed him by the throat.
Jem tried with all his might to escape. Let him be considered a coward - he did not care. He wanted one thing: to run away from here as soon as possible. He managed to escape, but he was immediately grabbed by the bluecoat and thrown back. Jem managed to dodge, but then a guy in a yellow jacket got up from the floor and knocked him to the floor again. Only on the third attempt, when the bluecoat clashed with the boy-server and when the bored cocotte picked up the bored cocotte who got up from the floor, did Jem manage to gain the desired freedom.
Soon he was running through the dark slippery streets in the pouring rain.
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Feminine manners are the movements of the female body, tread, conversation, gestures, the sound of the voice, facial expressions and laughter of a woman. Feminine manners attract a man because they differ sharply from masculine manners, which combine strength and firmness.
David Copperfield was fascinated by Dora. He was captivated by the way she stroked the horses, and how she pressed the flowers to her face. "She had a delightful voice, the most cheerful laugh and the most pleasant, charming manner."
The appearance of a woman is extremely important, but if your manners are not feminine, there will be no positive effect, but on the contrary, it will even look ridiculous. For example, if a woman is dressed in a delicate, feminine dress, but all her movements are sharp and she speaks abruptly, then this combination will be contradictory. We met women dressed in the most feminine dresses, but these dresses did not fit well on them, and the women themselves looked unnatural in them. They couldn't behave in such a way that the dress fit them. These are professors in chiffon, bears in lace, or wooden poles in muslin dresses.
Learn feminine manners, emphasizing with them not the similarity, but the difference between yourself and men. Since men are characterized by strength, firmness and heavy tread, you should be gentle, delicate and light. Use it in your walking, talking, gesticulating and carrying yourself through life with dignity.
1. Hands
Avoid sudden, rough movements. Do not wave your arms and try not to use them as a means of expression. Never knock on the table to prove your point. Never grab onto the railing of the pulpit or public speaker. Never pat anyone on the back. Learn to shake hands with men. When shaking, never squeeze a man's hand, no matter how happy you are to see him. The handshake should be gentle but firm.
2. Gait
Try not to step heavily and not to take long steps, as men do. Do not try to copy the walk of the models. Their gait is arrogant and unfeminine. Walk lightly, gracefully, naturally, keeping your legs straight. To make your walk easy, imagine that you weigh only fifty kilograms. Ask someone to film you. Then you will have a visual idea of what you need to correct in your gait.
If you learn to walk and use your hands properly, you will also be tempted to change your voice to fit your new mannerisms. If you see that the voice spoils the overall favorable impression, then you will need to change it.
Don't talk too loudly. You don't need a masculine efficiency or demonstrative fearlessness in your voice. No man likes a rough, loud, or vulgar tone on a woman, just like a woman doesn't like a cutesy tone on a man. None of the men also like the indistinct mumbling, dull, monotonous voice that sounds like a recitative, because the same uninteresting and dull character is heard behind the voice.
Your voice must be clear and changeable. If you have problems with your voice, record it on an audio tape. If your voice is raspy or dry, you may be sleeping with your mouth open. In this case, you could damage the vocal cords. If you are unable to overcome this habit, hang a wet towel in your room at night. A rattling voice can also be the result of dry eating. Smoking, by the way, causes severe harm to the voice.
To improve your voice quality, start reading or talking out loud to yourself. If you feel that your tongue, lips or cheeks are tense, put small stones in your mouth. When reading to yourself with expression, use a variety of feelings and emotions: enthusiasm, delight, seriousness, amazement, love, and compassion. Raise and lower your voice to make it more expressive. In the humorous part of the story, put funny notes in your voice, in sad ones - make your voice sad. Old fairy tales can serve as excellent material, as they tell about good and evil, joy and sadness. Half an hour a day should be enough if you do it regularly for one month. There are many good books out there to help you with your voice work.
4. Laughter
Try not to laugh loudly and resoundingly, as men do. Do not open your mouth wide, do not throw your head back, do not slap your thighs, do not laugh, do not turn laughter into hysterical fun, do not snort, that is, do not do anything rude or vulgar. If you avoid these extremes, then your laughter will be pleasant and will neither frighten nor annoy.
5. Cooing and purring
When a feminine person is next to a man she loves, she sometimes begins to coo and purr. After Dora married David Copperfield, she began to talk to him like a small child. Perhaps, every woman with an innate female coquetry in a conversation with her beloved man intuitively resorts to such a manner of speech.
When a woman feels the urge to coo, she suppresses it, not wanting to look stupid. But when we are dealing with babies, this tendency appears even more naturally. Have you noticed that when women talk to babies, they make all sorts of gentle sounds? This is lisping or baby talk. Men may like this, especially when such a speech is addressed to babies.
6. Charming languor
Languor is a calm and peaceful state experienced by a cat lying down in front of a fireplace. The languor is like velvet to the touch. At times, every woman can experience this charming state. The opposite of languor is nervousness or excitement when people bite their nails, jingle keys, wrinkle handkerchiefs, or run their fingers through their hair. To look feminine, wean yourself from such habits.
7. Facial expression
Try not to wince, do not make hard eyes, do not bite your lips and do not lower the corners of your lips. The expression of a woman's face should be soft, gentle, pleasant and lit with a warm look.
Facial expression originates in the character of a person. If you have a gentle nature, you will easily and naturally give your face an expression of tenderness and softness. On the other hand, if your character is tough, critical and impatient, it will be difficult for you to hide these features, and they will certainly appear in your face.
If this is your problem, start working with character. Adopt a healthy philosophy of life based on moral values. Learn to accept people, forgive them and be patient with them. Humility can be the key to this change of heart, for it is through this virtue that we learn to accept, forgive, and not judge others.
While you are working on the character, try to follow the expression on your face. This, in turn, will help you shape your character and make it soft. The face acts as a teacher to the character, reminding him of the need to forgive and be patient. But it is impossible to train yourself in this direction for a long time if you continue to judge others and treat them unkindly.
8. Women's conversations
Make sure your conversations are feminine. And most importantly, don't talk too much. Almost all women talk a lot. Make sure that your conversation does not revolve only around you - your children, husband, home, your problems and successes. Such topics become a terrible boredom for others. Don't set the tone for the conversation. Every time someone starts a new topic, don't try to get the conversation back on track to something that interests you. Do not talk about things of little importance, which do not give food to either the mind or the heart.
Do not allow rudeness, vulgar words, harshness, criticism or categorical judgments in the conversation. Make sure that your remarks are soft, kind, full of love. If you talk about the misfortunes of another person, show them compassion and care. Do not make such unkind remarks as, for example: "Well, he well deserved this", "He should have imagined such an end." Use every opportunity to protect the person, to find compassion and understanding in yourself.
Try not to discuss people you don't like, otherwise you will be tempted to make an unkind remark about them. Be very careful about what you want to say before you enter into a conversation. Avoid topics that can cause heated debate. Avoid negative comments. Your conversations should reflect your gentleness, patience, forgiveness, understanding, tolerance for other people's opinions and love.
When talking to children, don't wait for special occasions to show them affection. When your little one walks by, pat him on the head and say something nice to him. Take your little daughter in your arms and say, "I've always wanted a baby like you." Or hug your eldest son and tell him, "I'm proud of you." Constantly nourish them with your tenderness. They will become closer to you and help you find soft femininity.
9. Nobility
One of the signs of a feminine nature is nobility, or refinement, which suggests a good upbringing. This means that a woman is tactful, courteous, diplomatic, attentive to others, understands the feelings of others. She is highly moral, has good taste and generosity. A sophisticated woman tries not to offend another, she will never allow rudeness, impoliteness, a thoughtless remark, harshness or a vulgar word.
To be subtle, never interrupt anyone, do not start a discussion on a topic that may embarrass those present, do not try to set the tone in a conversation or turn the conversation on yourself. Never speak disparagingly of other people. Never express your point of view frankly, harshly and abruptly, even if you feel right. If you find yourself bringing up a subject that makes the other person uncomfortable, be courteous and quickly change the subject.
Never use vulgar language and do not tell rude and vulgar jokes. Never pick your nose, scratch yourself or blow your nose in public. Never stroke your husband on the back, on the head and do not caress him in public. Such things in front of outside witnesses look like a sign of complete bad manners. Do not discuss indecent or vulgar topics. If such things do not suit men, then in women they look repulsive.
Hone the nobility in your clothes, hair and makeup. Decorate your home with taste, consider the selection of furniture and dishes. Develop good taste in art and music. Never ignore invitations to social events. They should be gratefully accepted or declined, either by phone or by mail.
Another sign of sophistication: be polite to everyone you meet along the way, regardless of age, financial or social status. Every person deserves respect. The higher your respect for people in general, the higher the level of your upbringing. The arrogant attitude of a person towards other people shows the lack of respect in him, which is characteristic of all well-mannered people. Your bad manners will betray itself most quickly in your dismissive or indifferent attitude towards other people.
To prove your goodwill, never hurt people. Never, for example, show indifference to their opinion and do not speak disparagingly about their words or actions, especially those that they consider important to themselves. Be sensitive to their feelings, opinions, accomplishments, ideas, traditions, religious customs and ways of life.
If, for example, you met an old woman who has been respectful of traditions and traditions all her life, do not offend her feelings, do not try to trample upon her sacred foundations. Or if you have been treated to a dinner that the hostess is secretly proud of, do not offend her by refusing the supplement or in any other way show your displeasure with the treat.
If you are visiting people whose way of life you do not approve of, you do not need to show your dismissive attitude towards them by noisy behavior or heated arguments. On the other hand, if the hostess tries her best to entertain the guests, give her pleasure and have fun yourself. The highest sign of good breeding lies in your ability to show sincere joy in dealing with people and your respectful and respectful attitude towards their way of life.
Also, learn to respect other people's enthusiasm. For example, if a person is telling you about an exciting trip they are about to take and is excited about the adventure ahead of them, don't feed their ardor with your dull look and wistful expression in your eyes. But, even worse, do not make negative remarks that can completely cool his ardor, remarks about how much this trip can cost him or that this is all sheer stupidity. Instead, share his enthusiasm with him. Or if he is delighted with a piece of cake at the table, do not ruin his appetite by telling him that you "can't stand such cakes."
Another sign of bad manners can be called an increased and even shameless exactingness in relation to other people. We are talking about cases when you make certain claims against people, without thinking about what it will cost them to satisfy your whims. This is how young people sometimes behave when they come to visit their friends and ask to be fed, given clothes, some things and even money. There are times when such requests are justified, but usually such requests are unnerving and annoying.
Elegance is a very multidimensional concept. This is the cut of clothes, and the style of the wardrobe, and the manner of behavior. And yet - a special state of mind.
Elegance is charming. Always attracts attention. She is admired and admired. She is always remembered.
At the same time, not everyone manages to look elegant, and this is not a question of big money. Elegance does not depend on the degree of ideality of the figure, on the cost and even on the style of clothing.
What is the essence of elegance? What does she characterize?
Very interesting and unexpected definitions of elegance are given by great fashion designers. For example, the famous fashion designer Giorgio Armani argues that "Elegance is one of the manifestations of the mind." In his opinion, only a smart woman can look elegant, which is hard to argue with. Yves Saint Laurent believes that the secret of elegance is in personal, but rather in spiritual qualities: "Elegant is the one who has an elegant heart ...". And this is the opinion of the great couturiers, according to whose “golden” patterns they create the best in the fashion world! That is, the question is not even in clothes?
The etymology of the word "elegance" is even more interesting.
The French word "élégan" translates as "refined, graceful, refined, graceful." Pretty abstract definition. Sophistication, like sophistication, is perceived very subjectively. After all, each person has their own ideas about grace.
But from the Latin language, the word "elegance" is translated as "to choose." This is something more specific. After all, to look elegant, you need the ability or even talent for a harmonious combination of things. You need to be able to choose and combine all the details of your image correctly.
In the dictionary of foreign words that became part of the Russian language in 1907 (Pavlenkov F.), you can see the following definition: "Elegance - grace, beauty combined with simplicity." This definition is even closer to the truth. In an elegant look, simplicity is masterfully combined with elegance. Luxurious minimalism… aristocratic simplicity is a paradoxical combination, but the closest characterizes elegance as a concept. This is because elegance is the product of the aristocracy, which every minute had to comply with an infinite number of protocols and rules. Under these conditions, that impeccability of style and manners crystallizes, which causes admiration and delight among others.
A much more complex definition of elegance is given by the modern Wikipedia encyclopedia: “Elegance is an ethical and aesthetic category that expresses civilized beauty with a conservative reference to the classics of the 18th–19th centuries. It is characterized by noble simplicity, calmness, relaxation, rigor and smoothness.
As you can see, with elegance, everything is not so simple. Simple grace, austere beauty... An incredibly complex concept. And this despite the fact that elegance is not taught anywhere! Is it only in the model school, which is attended by a few out of millions. And in everyday life, a woman has to learn all the “laws” of elegance on her own, starting almost from childhood. In many ways, the presence of this quality is determined by education. And most often, innate qualities and talents help us, women, independently learn how to correctly combine colors and shapes, create exquisite images and compositions. Elegance is closely related to the sense of style and taste, which begins to form in childhood under the influence of various arts. Classes of classical music, classical dances and fine arts form a sense of style and that same sense of taste, without which it is impossible to look elegant.
Real, authentic elegance comes with age and experience. Every time we meet in life with a stylish and elegant woman in a given situation, we note for ourselves all the advantages and disadvantages of her image, characteristics of behavior and manners. What you especially like is sure to be remembered. In such a way, imperceptible to us, that very “piggy bank”, that “eye”, which always suggests the most harmonious combination of shades, wardrobe elements and accessories, is created. Creating our own image, each time we gain our own experience, noting the mistakes and the most successful options. The farther, the more we master this magical art - the art of elegance.
Elegance - morning, afternoon and evening
It is impossible to be elegant only in the evening, and in the afternoon to be tastelessly dressed and look casual. Elegance penetrates our lives in everything, in every movement, in the manner of speaking, in the look, in the gait, in the hairstyle ... In fact, elegance is a lifestyle. Do you want to be elegant? Then be ready to work on yourself 24 hours a day!
If you don't feel elegant, it's fixable. There would be a desire. At first, self-control and discipline will be required. Gradually, elegance will become your favorite habit, and the art of always looking elegant will become your inner essence. That is, in any situation and in any place, you will feel elegant, look elegant and behave elegantly. One of your main assistants will be the reaction of others.
On the path of delight
An elegant woman always receives a special reaction in her address - to one degree or another admiration, charm, approval, location. This is what makes her different from ordinary women. Elegance is a higher quality level that everyone aspires to, but not everyone reaches this pinnacle.
An elegant woman is always looked at in a special way! Instantly highlighting her among the crowd, discovering a surprisingly harmonious image, a person with a developed sense of taste will certainly be fascinated and experience aesthetic pleasure. Elegant beauty immediately disposes to itself, attracts like a magnet. An elegant lady always feels such a peculiar reaction and perceives it as a signal that her sense of style and endurance do not fail her, and the image is still elegant and harmonious. If the lady stops catching enchanted glances on herself, then the harmony of the image is lost.
Elegance to the tips of the nails
An elegant lady is elegant from head to toe. Every part of her body looks flawless. Well-groomedness is the most important "base" of elegance. Groomed hands or unkempt hair instantly negate the elegance of the whole image. There can be no primary and secondary elements here - absolutely everything is important, every centimeter of your appearance. Only this approach allows you to create that magical aura that will captivate everyone who would not look at you. An elegant woman wants to be admired without taking her eyes off her! Everything in it is beautiful, everything is thought out and selected with taste and in accordance with a single style. An elegant woman lives in some other dimension, in another world - in a world of perfection and sublime beauty.
It is on grooming that the main feature of an elegant woman is based - complete self-confidence, which is built not on emotional self-confidence, but on thorough and daily work on oneself. An elegant woman always strives for perfection. She is a perfectionist to the marrow of her bones, a tireless and very demanding person. Such a lady will never allow herself a frivolous choice in clothes, a sloppy hairstyle and inappropriate accessories. Elegance is built on the little things.
elegant manners
Being elegant is the natural state of a woman. This is a certain cultural and mental level that does not allow a woman to look sloppy, communicate rudely, be unrestrained and aggressive. "Elegance itself" - so they say about a well-mannered person, an intellectual person. An elegant lady is highly diplomatic. Her opposite is a rude, sassy, not neat enough, not stylish enough, and sometimes tastelessly dressed woman, challenging everyone and everything, enjoying imaginary victories in endless conflicts, which she herself is the cause of. Elegance against such an unsightly background looks emphatically feminine and aristocratic, diplomatic and friendly.
Elegance is such a cultural code that permeates your whole life with seemingly imperceptible little things: your walk in ordinary everyday life, your wardrobe at home, the ability to move, approaches to doing household chores, talking with loved ones, etc. And, most importantly, what do you think about! With what mood do you go through life! In turn, your mood is dominated by your everyday thoughts. You need to control what your head is doing. Elegant mood is a special mood. “If you want to change your life, change your thoughts” is an old wisdom, which is an excellent formula for working on yourself and developing such an important quality characteristic as elegance.
- Elegance is the slowness of movements, their accuracy.
- Elegance is courtesy and tact, balance of statements.
- Elegance is a sense of proportion in everything.
- Elegance is your individuality, expressed through the classics.
- Elegance is a respectable image that inspires confidence.
An elegant image has several components. As we noted above, elegance is the ability to behave elegantly, to present oneself correctly. And, of course, these are elegant clothes.
One of the most common misconceptions is that an elegant woman's wardrobe consists of very expensive items. This is wrong. Of course, a stylish lady should always have stylish designer items in her arsenal, but it is not at all necessary that all items be purchased in elite branded boutiques. This is the art of being elegant - the virtuoso ability to dress with taste and affordability.
The talent of elegance is manifested in the ability to select individual things in such a way that it is possible to create different ensembles that are appropriate in certain circumstances. Elegance allows you to make purchases on an intuitive level, which will subsequently be harmoniously combined with each other.
In order to hit the bull’s-eye every time when buying a wardrobe, you need to be constantly “in trend” and periodically get acquainted with the latest fashion and its trends. Which does not mean at all that you need to dress in the latest fashion and update your wardrobe every season. Blindly following the canons can make a woman ridiculous and ridiculous.
Accessories and decorations
Jewelry plays an important role in creating an elegant image. Without jewelry, elegance is absolutely unattainable! No matter how amazing the outfit is, without jewelry it will look unfinished. The minimalism and laconic beauty of the clothes are emphasized by small but very precise touches - earrings, brooches, rings, necklaces. Jewelry gives the image the very charm that will captivate and turn heads. One of the most elegant jewelry is considered to be a brooch. The brooch is a real Queen in the realm of jewelry! For example, the British Queen Elizabeth II literally does not leave her private apartment without a brooch. This inspirational and romantic fashion touch is only for a truly elegant lady.
What do you prefer from jewelry?
As already noted, an elegant image is built on aristocratic simplicity, so you should pay attention to jewelry made of natural stones made in a classic style. The usual gold chains, gold earrings and rings, which are so fond of a wide mass audience, alas, will not add elegance to your look. The decoration should be special and stylistically match the classic look. The most important criterion is that the jewelry must be of high quality. Today, elegant ladies can choose from a huge arsenal of high-quality jewelry with semi-precious stones: luxurious amber of various shades, pearls, corals, as well as fantastically beautiful jewelry with various types of enamel coating.
In addition to academic classics, art deco jewelry will become very elegant touches of your appearance, in the style in which the inimitable Coco Chanel worked, recognized throughout the world as a standard of elegance. This is a special kind of jewelry that you will not confuse with any other. Some art deco pieces may be a bit too chic and luxurious, but when paired with a minimalist wardrobe, they look fantastically elegant!
Art Nouveau (modern) jewelry is more than appropriate in an elegant look - a real feast of color and floral ornaments, smooth lines and stunning picturesqueness. The main feature of jewelry in the Art Nouveau style is the abundance of shapes and images of animals, birds, insects (butterflies, dragonflies, cicadas, spiders). Of course, it is important to use such noticeable jewelry in a single copy! If an amazing butterfly-brooch appeared on the collar of your suit, then there is no need for other types of jewelry.
As for the color of natural stones, there are no restrictions. It all depends on the color palette of your image. It can be juicy scarlet zircons, and golden ametrine, and pale green jade, and romantic rose quartz. The main thing is to always stay in the wake of aristocratic restraint and not overdo it with an abundance of strokes and nuances. By the way, the British Queen Elizabeth II sets a perfect example of modern elegance. She prefers suits with an extremely minimalistic cut, but at the same time she skillfully “plays” with shades and uses jewelry very selectively. Probably, everyone remembers her dazzling lemon outfits and brooches of amazing beauty. Aristocratic simplicity! It is impossible to see Queen Elizabeth II “in public” without jewelry, because without them it is impossible to create an elegant image.
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