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April 29, 2013

Going Punk to The Met Ball … Really?

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Punk-Chaos-to-CoutureFor years, one or another opportunity seemed to present itself that would perhaps have gotten me an invite to the iconic annual‍ Metropolitan Museum Ball ‍in New York City. No REAL invitation – only the stirrings of a possibility. Never doubting one year it would happen and as soon as I had a REAL publicist in my life, the “MUST get me to” list included this amazing event. Life busy – multiple pregnancies, moving, school, etc., plus, of course dealing with The Miscreants™ made only now the plan be within reach … thinking my year end 2013 memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! being published might just do the trick for 2014. My admiration and devotion to the efforts surrounding this fete are not purely pedestrian – not REALLY a singular wanting to be present for celebrity sake. Although, I readily admit that my REAL support team, myself and Hubby dear guffaw at the thought of how berserk members of THE REAL Evil Doers Club™ will be when seeing me there on that red carpet … wait, would these idiots even know what this event is? Well at least vandal Chicago pant seller poseur guy will – more on that in my book and subsequent interviews. Not at all without the ability to fawn over the well known, my REAL desire is to attend as a joyful guest, in support of the REAL value that such endeavors involve. Trust me that as a lifelong student of the nuances that otherwise seemingly frivolous happenings broaden to include in their scope, The Met Ball is about much, much more than glitter and bling.

This year on 6 May 2013 the theme will be Punk fashion … that’s right – Punk and its morphing into couture and the mainstream.  There will be an accompanying exhibit until August that examines this phenomenon. Accompanying the exhibit is a book, Punk: Chaos to Couture, by Andrew Bolton. All Met Galas have themes and each promotes an awareness of its subject matter – hopeful that the media attention creates interest and of course, commerce for the fashion industry. One might think of it as democratization of the arts. Without a doubt there are some who think such events frivolous and insignificant in relation to the more serious issues facing this world  – oh my, I say prospective attitude  is needed my darlings. There are jobs and jobs and jobs that REALLY depend on those factions highlighted at such social events – workers bees and creative types alike benefiting in multiple ways because The Metropolitan Museum Costume Institute survives and thrives. Preservation of items and venues like those this and other museums house is of paramount necessity to our culture; the REAL beauty of a democratic society is that all people can view and enjoy creations once reserved for the few and mighty. Does anyone REALLY believe that instead of artifacts there would be more food and shelter provided for the needy? No is the equivocalness answer – there is no quid pro quo exchange in this scenario and as that is a REAL fact we all must glean as best possible the benefits [near and far] that are afforded the world through the grandeur of these times and places. Blessings to Anna Wintour, Editor-in-Chief of Vogue who rightfully can claim for many years having been responsible for turning this Spring annual fete into a massive global attention getting happening. Her marketing and public relations genius is nearly unparalleled – I for one am a fan of this determined business woman. May I say that many paychecks are cashed on account of Ms. Wintour’s efforts – a thank you to her would be in order my friends.

Oh yes, one more brilliant addition to this event is that Beyonce Knowles [Mrs. Carter] was announced as the Honorary Chairperson of this year’s Costume Institute Gala. Marvelous choice I think – this talented performer, business woman, wife and mother is a fashionista without question. Indeed her celebrity status brings attention to such events from those who might not have otherwise tuned in but isn’t that just more inclusion to be championed – well I think it is. Now I go to contemplate how best to be sure that I REALLY am invited in 2014 – so much to do between now and then … perhaps a little visit to my brilliant plastic surgeon/dermatologist, more working out to be scheduled, deciding what couture designer to be visited and more – wow, I am exhausted already!

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April 26, 2013

Art as Sports Metaphor or Vice Versa

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

One must always be careful
not to let one’s work be covered with moss.”

Marc Chagall

Art as sportsOne need have eyes to see, heart and soul to feel and an intelligent, open mind to comprehend – this is what I believe both art and sports demand of we the viewer, participant and consumer. Oh my, it has been a few week of horrors here in the United States and in many parts of the world this April 2013 and yet I found bliss in reading articles and attending – making plans and arrangements for coming exhibitions – art venues. Equally comforting was sports – reading about, viewing and definitely in the doing. As this Marc Chagall quotes suggest, we humans must not let the moss cover our work – be that which we create or do each day. Constant vigilance to not becoming complacent must rule the day in the face of all that confronts us and so with both art and sports there lies the chance to play in the game of life. The ancient Greeks produced many works of art that depict sports as a glorified life activity – surely that is a telling instruct that both disciplines elevate the human existence.

I was raised in a very eclectic family … busy, busy, busy bees were we – no  possibilities nor opportunities left to chance. As some of my other blog post explain no matter whether talented or championed in an activity, there was still value in the attempts and enjoyment in pursuit. So too with art and sports – guided toward giving all a try and to never deny ourselves the pleasure just because the struggle might be daunting. As such, I have and insist my children do as well, take full advantage of venues that allow participation and viewing in both the artistic and athletic worlds. In our REAL family and among many friends, careers in the arts have developed. I was fortunate to grow up – have as my best girl friends two sisters, more family in fact, that were talented artist … I was often the younger ones muse and proudly still display in my homes the works that I modeled for as her youthful accomplice. There are cousins who work in the fields of art and many friends who do likewise. Visiting museums all over the world has been one of my life pleasures and my husband and I subscribe to and attend both Sotheby’s and Christie’s auctions regularly. Why list all this for you my dear readers?  My reason is to suggest that like much in life, art is as sports – one needs to receive the pass to enjoy the pitch. Wow – a metaphoric directive indeed but only that which I truly believe important.

Growing up in Philadelphia allowed me to wonder the halls of many museums. In  fact, my previously mentioned young best gal pal and I as young teens made art museums our regular haunts – often we would wonder the floors of well known establishments, like the Philadelphia Art Museum and less famous, smaller off the beaten path places. I fondly remember our pretending to be that or another grand lady or fictional character in accordance with the art displayed and years later this same friend and I spent time in Switzerland and France going museum to museum large and small. A poignant aside is that in our early 20’s it was at this lifelong friend’s Painted Bride Philadelphia Art Show that I met my first [late] husband and of course, both she and her dear now deceased older sister were my bridesmaids less than one year later. My precious friend – a REAL artist who graduated University with Art Degrees and myself, with no such talents, equaled in enjoyment these shared art oriented activities. I believe my being able to do so was on account of being open to receiving that presented. How much of life can be defined by just such a sports metaphor – I think a great deal of what we humans define as missed or denied, is only those things we were not readied for or willing to accept as possibilities in our life. Far too often we hear people say, “Oh I am not good at that!” or  “That is just not for me!” – sad really as that then suggest the purview of much is only for the few.

Thrilling in my life is having the opportunity to go to many art events – well known and obscure, peruse catalogs and shops for purchases. Just as wonderful is going to a sports event – not always understanding either the game nor creation has ever caused a detour from my wanting to be there. No indeed, I feel a rightful place among those more skilled or learned. All should have the same confidence that expertise not a requirement for attendance at any event or occasion. Of course, pretense is not needed either – only simple awareness that all created is open to each of us, as long as respect is observed. I got the idea for this post when reading about and planning to visit exhibits of whom I consider a “life environment” artist, James Turrell. My husband and I hoping one day to have one of his light installation pieces in one of our homes, I decided to set out a plan for us to see one of his soon to be three museum shows. In my research I found him saying that which I always believed true, “Art is a completed pass. You don’t just throw it out into the world – someone has to catch it.“. Thrilling to me how exacting that statement is and not only for art or sports but for every single aspect of REAL living. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! so much of what I hope to have my readers learn is that I REALLY knew how to catch those life opportunities – the passes thrown my way and how others can and should too!

Note: As I am sure my followers/readers have noticed by now, I use REAL and REALLY frequently in my post … that is, of course, deliberate and meant to be a pointed reference – one might say a hint aimed at those I reference so often as my husband and my nemesis. All will be clear in my book and accompanying interviews but for now, please know it is not without REAL reason that I denote much that way!!!

December 1, 2012

The Democratization of Interior Design

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

DecoratingItemsIt is comforting that the least among us can aspire to pleasant surroundings. A truly American blessing that those of very humble beginnings can, as adults, “decorate’ their still humble homes as if  they REALLY had good taste – well, maybe not “good taste” but still a pretense of something approximating  good taste. Yes, no matter the status or lack thereof, all can and should seek to make their [however limited the square footage] abode attractive – indeed, even if it is a faux style or mere pretense at hand. One must remember that there is REAL refined design even in those homes with limited funds – creativity has no $$$ denotation but those of us able to acquire finer things of REALLY intrinsic value find it vulgar that pretenders aspire to that which rich and poor alike with REALLY sophisticated taste see as offensive and trite. In her book, Roots of Style, the amazing fashion designer Isabel Toledo who is well known for and learned in “architectonic design”, suggest that style might be an inherent factor, among other sources she expounds on as to why some of us are or not stylish. Toldeo and I agree that one can morph into a person of exceptional style but both of us are convinced, as are many other experts of her caliber, that it must be based on REALNESS. Among the many gifts I received from my husband for Holidays 2010 was Barbra Streisand’s book, My Passion for Design [which I also gifted to my dear friend/very talented goddess decorator DB] – in this, her first book, Streisand shares her REAL passion for design and beauty and shows how only REAL style can create value. Converse to these two REALLY stylish women, it becomes evident to me that the vacuous types remain just that – empty inside – no matter what bogus make pretend “style-light” things they surround themselves with at home. A question comes to mind … having including Feng Shui expert advise in all my homes, I must wonder about evil people’s home interiors in that no matter how correctly placed each item, can peace dwell within considering how distasteful the occupants REALLY are? Oh well, I shall leave that to others – just know I never want to step foot into evil doer types places of residences nor have my children there – far to frightening a prospect to even contemplate. Surely you – my darling readers/followers – know intuitively that at least some of what I reference here has to do with The Miscreants ™, for who else fits so easily into the category of “poseur”? Still, there is a certain confusion as to why these obvious pretenders would in their delusional state exert effort in their middle of middle home décor only to jeopardize it all by exposing themselves to the slander, defamation, libel, harassment, trademark infringement lawsuits we are now organizing/filing against them – equally bewildering is why they would have chanced possible civil criminal charges now being investigated by law enforcement authorities. Most probably the simple answer is as with all among the loathsome multitudes … driven by inadequacies, jealously and near imbecile mentalities is reason for their present plight as we defend ourselves in Court and public arenas against their predatory actions these past few years; one sign/example of their limited mental capacity and lack of intellect is that one of their ringleaders – the short insecure 50+ Michigan male has Facebook profile photo with paper bag over his head and he insists on referring to himself as “Big Al” despite being REALLY short. You ask my darlings, what the hell does this have to do with democracy or interior design of ones home? I shall explain and expand – on how it relates to the disgusting creatures I write about so often, as well as sharing some REAL issues on interior style and décor. Please remember that when I reference “middle class” – it is not pejorative in a general sense nor denoting of income level but singularly as a description of the narrowness and what I and others see as unhealthy, common and insulting level of lifestyle, mentality and even dangerous attitudes by some of  those in our world so delusional and hell bent on defiling REALLY worthy individuals … I have been blessed with REAL friends from every walk of life – from all over the world but NEVER have I experienced such loathsome bottom dwelling creatures as those my husband and I have been forced to deal with recently. You must believe me – no insult to any REALLY good people is intended by my words. Now – go fluff up a tufted or sweetly embroidered pillow, put you feet on a leather nail studded ottoman, pour yourself a cup of tea into a fine china cup and enjoy my take on REAL value and that which is not in interior design.

Weekend after Thanksgiving this year my REAL “internet ninja” shared a Facebook timeline photo with  me – she was near hysterical with laughter as we chatted about what was found on a loser Michigan female page. To say the least this home was not, in any REAL sense, an example of a impressive “soigné interior. The picture according to my husband  – on account of knowing and explaining that this woman who he knows since early 20’s is “fake phony manic type” – may or may not be this couple’s REAL home [I personally do not doubt it is their small (approximately) 1800 square foot middle class home as I never present falsehoods on my social media pages and so do not see others as doing that either – I  never question others veracity – well that is at least not until these bottom dwellers appeared to falsify so often and so many things;  my dear hubby says that is only one thing he adores about me – my innocence at not understanding that some folks, like those he had known in Michigan, his ex-wife and her children lie all the time]. When we told my husband that loser woman pretentiously described it as her “dining room and sitting area” – my clever hubby explained that back in that area of Michigan that means everything that is not a bedroom, bathroom or kitchen. The photo shared with me was of a home with furnishings right off the floor of a mid-priced furniture store … you know the type – where the wall hangings/pictures match color of sofa or bric brac the design of pressed wood chairs, etc.. My own REAL decorators/interior design team guffaw at such attempts to be stylish in a home – at the same time embracing others that strive honestly to include items REALLY well crafted and carefully chosen no matter their income level. Oh my, never in my life did I think moi would be exposed to such pretense from the classless … I was in near shock when seeing photos and later visiting the home of THE REAL Devil’s Daughter ™ [my hubby’s ex-wife] messy and almost white trailer trash [deer head on wall, velvet looking Elvis paintings and fake everything included] looking home. Neither must I forget how REALLY disturbing was seeing photos of the chubby legally disowned/disinherited Michigan nurse sister-in-law overflowing juvenile Disney statuary curio cabinet. Once again, I am reminded of the irony of how my cultured, art appreciating, REAL quality loving husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon, was a product of the same middle of middle lifestyle in Michigan as these disgusting members of THE REAL Evil Doers Club ™. I have taken to calling this quandary the “red carpet OMG moment” – you know – it is when you see a very attractive or/and erudite and stylish star on red carpet and then see their family/childhood friends nearby … one usually says something like, “OMG – that is her/his family/friends?”

So my dear readers – here again, we find those bottom dweller miscreant types have led me to a more important issue. That being how throughout history and through modernity, design and décor of ones home has been a democratizing issue. As Isabel Toldeo so aptly expresses in her book, “Style is content. A person with true style is displaying a fertile and thinking mind.”  – obviously by now you all realize that my nemesis could not possibly have REAL style as they have no REAL content of character nor a fertile thinking mind of any sort. Yes, it is true that the “ugly American” syndrome that showcases so well that similar to the loser Michigan, Chicago and Pennsylvania evil doers taste is what REAL designers chafe at … their middle of the middle priced furniture store look belies that theirs is only a pretense at good taste; whereas, the more REAL lovingly selected and well placed, no matter how little or much in cost, is that which REALLY thoughtful people combine in their dwellings. Quality, quality, quality is the tone that all must and can easily be aspired to – that is, of course, by those only who have REALLY refined taste. I want to share a bit of my and my husband’s personal [soon to be multi residential] quality driven décor quest and that which the tomes of design describe as REALLY worthwhile. As a young bride in the 1980’s I decided that I absolutely must have red lacquered Chippendale reproduction dining room chairs – that was accomplished with great effort and much expense but after my late husband passed away in 2000 and I remarried my darling Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon in 2003, I decided new shared furnishings were the thing most important. The meaning of this lesson is that it is REALLY the experience and not only the thing that gives joy. Each day I pass the Tzedakah box that my dear husband had designed and created for my Chanukah last year – not being Jewish himself, Chester Michael sought out artisan importer Reuven Masel  [in Miami] to produce this precious item in the form of the historical Philadelphia Synagogue, Rodef Shalom. I adore this beautiful addition to our home because it is something added on account of the great love and respect my husband has for me and my faith. It is the same with the Marc Chagall Rabbi print that I inherited from my beloved Father – my husband had it reframed and perfectly hung above the mantel, where the gold Menorah he bought our first shared December holiday season was placed, in the first home we shared together after marrying in 2003. As bon vivant, the clever Vogue writer and international editor at large, Hamish Bowles, states about his recent decision to auction at the iconic Bonhams his “objets”, the term possession itself represents both that material and erotic. Bowles is astute in this observation – for does not the small child’s marble collection or my many Limoges items, among other collectibles in my homes or his own 30’s Syrie Maugham and Dorothy Draper pieces all equal a REAL visceral reaction to those in receipt of such affectionately held acquisitions? The answer is a definitely YES and so we must stand vigilant in allowing the enjoyment of  things in our life while never overvaluing them above what REALLY matters – REAL love, REAL family, REAL friends and G-d.

In other blog posts I have written about how important home and other building designs are … both interior and exterior building décor affects each of us in many important ways. In my post Le Petit Trianon and Why Architecture DOES Matter! [28 July 2012] the emphasis I wanted was on how both private and public spaces are to be taken quite seriously – the importance of how REAL style can change a life is given great detail. The senses of time and place often defined by structure and interior furnishings have proven to change outcomes in learning, health and overall happiness for us humans. Décor can promote a social cause or make a political statement – Stalinist Arcitecture in the Soviet Union was an attempt to control a population through his own imagined ideals of design. There is empirical evidence that low income housing when well designed can minimize crime levels and including well designed public green areas in disenfranchised neighborhoods create huge social and personal benefits. What is included in ones home or office is equal in importance as to that which is absent; surely my post Why The Library Is The Most Important Room In Any HomeNo Matter Size or Location!!! [7 July 2012] stresses how very important I feel books are in a home – never trust anyone where books are not part of their chosen home design. Any faux setting should be suspect – a staged presentation without REAL artifacts always a denotation of unscrupulous personalities [in my not so humble “opinion”]. Genuineness is an absolute requirement – one can not cloak a lesser self or a reality defiled by misdeeds in fashion or furnishings … this is as true a fact as a movie set not REALLY being a home – for pretense is only subterfuge in the end, no matter how entertaining.

My husband and I have both Sotheby’s and Christie’s, as well as MoMA online accounts – together grouping and marking choices from auctions we plan to attend, as well as purchases we are hoping to complete soon. Just this week I contacted a Christie’s Chinese art sales associate in New York for a gentleman who was a guest at home where we celebrated Thanksgiving  – what fun I had chatting with this knowledgeable individual despite having to admit that none of hubby and my new homes would include much in way of Asian artifacts. Working with decorators and interior designers does not mean we will not be heavily involved in both the outside and inside of our home’s designs – comforting for me is that my husband shares my taste and we two REALLY trust each other in such choices. There is a thrill in deciding on a well placed Stickley or Edward J. Wormley chair, a chic updated 18th century designed piece by French furniture maker Micheline Taillardat to set off other more contemporary pieces in one of our rooms or custom designed carpets from the marvelous The RUG Company, chandeliers, creative lighting choices, something from the New York century old mirror atelier, Mirror Fair and such – a REALLY shared couple experience in our life these days and, G-d willing, for many years to come. I am so happy that my darling husband looks forward, as much as I do, to our New York Times Style Magazine – a periodic home style extra magazine that comes with our NYT Sunday paper a few times each year. Hubby and I both are appreciating having decided on Poliform to do our individual closets/dressing rooms in soon to be NYC and other homes. Never will I forget the excitement my husband and I felt when decorating our first time home (twins) nursery a few years ago – we are both sports enthusiast and so that theme was easily chosen. Costs are not the defining attribute of REAL style – instead a REAL sense of self and respect for craftsmanship should rule the nest. Setting out to so-called flea market sales can prove successful in filling ones home – all that is needed is a REAL sense of honest style and intuition. Equally enjoyable to organized acquisitions is gathering items through REAL travel [not that mid-west budget tourist travel stuff]… no status requirement necessary for one to bring home a well chosen accessory from a trip or day excursion. So you see that I am not being a “snob” or elitist in my statements about home décor here but only a bit righteous toward the falsehoods and nearly pathological pretense of certain unsavory types. I am a committed egalitarian but will never accept the reverse snobbery of those lesser. Oh I assure you that these bottom dwellers I write about are so psychologically unstable as to see this blog post as signs of jealousy – professionals will tell you that it is specifically that delusional idea that denotes a personality disorder … you know the type – no matter how insignificant or obviously unsuccessful/unattractive they REALLY are, they think everyone envies them. Sad to think how potentially destructive these people are to themselves and others – as in previous posts, I tell you that 100% of this situation was caused and perpetrated by The Miscreants ™ [hubby, I, legal team, etc. keep detailed timelines and REAL records of everything]. Now on a funnier note – the crazed looking Michigan (mother/mother-in-law of one couple we are suing and possible her as well) old lady in this scenario seemed to confuse or lie about reading Architectural Digest, Town & Country, Hampton Magazine with People and US type periodicals: when I mentioned in a post that an adviser shared with my assistant and I that my new homes would probably be featured in former three after my book was published and that he was excited at how jealous bottom dwellers would be, we gals immediately assured him those types never read such classy publications  – in response to my words, this ridiculous senior wrote on Facebook that she just donated hers to a public library or some similar venue… trust me – this creature meant the latter, lol. All this brings us back to what being REAL means – no cheap paint or fake pressed wood furnishings nor even copying a favorite Good Housekeeping type magazine photo will provide a classless person REAL style – where no intrinsic qualities exist there can be nothing of REAL value. Posed pretense is just that – a sad and pathetic attempt to be other than is REAL.

In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! a very few chapters will reference the troublesome individuals you read about in my blog posts or discuss with me if we know each other personally but rest assured everything that is written about myself and them will be REAL – just like my REALLY well decorated homes!!!

P.S. I promise – as long as publisher’s attorney agree – ALL REAL names and some photos will be included in my REAL story … mine and The Miscreants ™ and certainly THE REAL Devil’s Daughter ™ +++ all their cohorts!!!

Note: We are still considering adding a country NY home to raise our growing family in and to be a get away from our NYC place, as well as affording me space where I can finally have my much desired Orangery and hubby can work with a landscape designer on his much desired intricate garden ideas. The one we like most is near to both Martha Stewart and the Ralph Lauren family … my hubby seems to think RL will drop by to toss some pillows strategically for us and that, being Polish like my husband, Martha will help us bake babka – surely neither is likely but one never knows – as my REAL life never fails to present the most fabulous situations and REALLY great opportunities!!!

UPDATE: The above referenced nemesis did many more crimes and egregious acts against myself, husband and family since this essay was first published 2012 … after my first & second books, a third will be published after the lawsuits and hoped for prosecutions are complete in our determination to help others who have suffered the same as us but do not have the resources we had to fight back. Additionally beginning Spring 2015 the Eliasz-Solomon family will be bi-coastal … Our life always exciting but now WOW. Oh yes, my hubby still obsessed with him ex-wife [divorced 20 years March 2015] who fled to California from East Coast [more on that in my book] need not worry for we are living in the better neighborhood – best California Real Estate where her kind can neither afford or are welcomed … sorry dear readers to sound snobbish but trust me it is not at all that but only REAL facts and yes I admit a wee bit of pride!!!

October 11, 2012

Bakers And Me !!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

The family story goes something like this: My opera loving Zeide Benjamin Solomon courted my beautiful smart Bubbe Rebecca Wolf with, among other things, baking – yes he was working as a baker and supposedly made a heart shape large cookie to win over his lady love. It worked because they were married – had many children and us, their grandchildren – the most adorable couple ever, who lived as husband and wife for 70 +years. How honored and proud they would be that my gentile husband legally took our family Sir name of Solomon and had our children do the same [middle name of one of our twins Benjamin]. Now you ask,  do I bake – well a bit yes and my feminist hubby a REAL wiz in that department. This piece however is not about pastries or cakes and such but instead about a couple, whose last name is Baker – two REALLY great parents, grandparents, friends and more!

In a few previous posts my dear goddess gal pal Anna B. was referenced and then her granddaughters – my mini goddess darlings, Danaya and Javonna. More REAL family then friends at this point – the entire Baker family rallying and protecting myself, my husband,  babies and even sweet Lab, Princess Java Argus from those pest miscreants and all others, no matter the time or energy required. Each and every day – from our homes or even when either of us REALLY travel – my darling Anna and I speak around 5 a.m. – not joking – my sweet lady went so far as to be sure when she was last in Italy on holiday that her schedule allowed for that daily occurrence. Now the fact that my ringtone on her iphone is T-Pain/Wiz/Lily Allen 5’oclock in the morning [video]  – not sure how cute I think this is – no it is very adorable and a REAL sign of our mutual affection. By the way – if you are thinking 5 is a bit early – my family wakes daily at 4:30 a.m. – no miscreant Farmville, SongPop game playing slackers at our homes. Anyway – back to Bakers and moi – these two wonderful people never let me down – as the Kronberger family I write about so often has done for 35 years, the Bakers for over 5 years have as well … they all are REAL friends – extended REAL family that are there for us no matter the difficulty or nature of the problems involved. Ours is a tell everything – 100% truth at all times friendship  and so the good, the bad and the ugly never an issue of shame. Unlike those of self proclaimed evil doer group mentality and now we are told self denoted insanity club [yes – someone shared that these idiots actually write that about themselves on Facebook – I know – OMG!], our friendship is REAL and pure – not based on subterfuge nor determination to defeat others. Now do not get me wrong – these friends are at the ready to thwart all enemies of mine – no matter the consequences – both Anna and Jim are the people you know REALLY have your back and as such we share ALL with them about those we need protection from and all those who lie and cheat and steal from us and others … in other words, this is a REAL bonding and not just a made up recently formed on account of  we have a common jealousy angst grouping [I know more obvious references to losers]. You see I must contrast with the faux friendships miscreants profess – for by doing that, you my dear readers can see the specificity of what bogus lives produce compared to my and my husband’s genuine ones. My Anna B. and her husband, my James B. are both of unchallenged character – REALLY special, very learned and sophisticated – REALLY well traveled and quite bookish as well. A pure joy in our life to be in their company – both my husband and I gladdened by their daily presence. Lucky, lucky, lucky babies are mine that these two people are REAL Auntie and Uncle to them.

“Sister”, confidant, guidance counselor, teacher, playmate, et al. is how I describe my sweet Anna B. – we are 100% type of friends – no break in continuity despite any differences or disagreements. As my blog posts Real friends I Have Known And Loved!!! [18 July 2012] and Goddess Crew™  !!! [26 August 2012] detailed. She, like a lot of my REAL friends know it all and love all of me – as I do them. With Anna it is the every day aspect that makes our relationship so special … each morning and every evening at least a few minutes of chat time and often in between as well. We listen, we argue, we comfort and complain but we never end a talk without an I love you adieu. Poor Anna has gone nearly mad discussing the horrid evil miscreants with me; In fact, it was she who came to fetch me from Court when the daughter of devil husband’s ex-wife saw my beautiful, well coiffed and couture pregnant self – only to later that day post lie filled slander Facebook item claiming otherwise … first issue of soon to be filed lawsuit and here is the best part – the idiot ex-wife used a UK website item and so we are suing her there as well – important because British law much more favorable [more of her $$$ for me] against slander and defamation. Oh yes, almost forgot – I spend a lot of time in Great Britain and one of my REAL Jewish gal pal lawyers is a Barrister there – needless to say, she and I are REALLY going to enjoy that day in Court. Now back to darling bestie Anna B. – after coming to fetch me at that bogus child support hearing where ex-wife wanted money for a dead child and one who lied about being full time college student, we all, hubby included, had lunch [by the way, NOT at a burger joint]. Anna asked why ex-wife was not there – I said she was and when I described what she looked like my kind never gossipy Anna innocently said she thought that person was Courthouse cleaning woman. Oh no, I insisted – I know the cleaning lady, liked that fine hardworking woman and felt badly that anyone would compare my husband’s ex to her. It is sad because for REAL women like Anna B. and myself [who by the way has REALLY worthwhile children & grandchildren + wears REALLY great shoes] there has NEVER been a need to demean nor insult other women … we two most resent that the miscreants have forced a scenario where our verbiage is so harsh – not to fret wise Anna assures me, G-d will punish them and we shall live happily for many, many years – plus a little lawsuit money hubby/I reap and possible jail time for various acts now being investigated surely will help G-d teach the miscreants well deserved lessons. The REAL fact is despite the efforts to thwart evil types – Anna B. and I REALLY know how to live … fine dining, museums, plays and such a constant shared must do on our list.

Each year on Anna’s birthday we do a women thing – yes some event honoring, relating to and/or about women … one year is was The Cleopatra Exhibit, another Diana Princess Of Wales Exhibit and so on  – each a full day begun with a gourmet breakfast and followed by a grand elegant lunch or dinner at an 5 star restaurant – of course these annual events always includes my gifts from that year’s chosen venue and so my Anna has Cleopatra items, Diana collectibles and more. Because reading and books a great part of both our lives – every birthday includes those as well. Rituals are important – a main stay of REAL relationships – no pretend we are buddies cheap restaurant get together for goddess Anna B. and me – never that – only fine dining and the best cuisine will do for our REAL shared celebrations. Equally wonderful are the shared my and her home soirees – my dear friend is an excellent hostess and her tables REAL masterpieces … glassware, china, linens par excellence for the Baker’s is rule not exception. Then there are the ad hoc coffees and such – a early morning garden fete, a quick bookstore venture that includes a warm beverage and snack after we purview the shelves. I can not forget to mention the holidays get together celebrations … my Jewish and their Christian – especially the Xmas I played Mrs. Claus arriving at 6 a.m. laden with gifts at the Bakers home to surprise then 4 year old Princess Danaya. I love that my Anna has REALLY great taste … in clothes, jewelry, food, furniture and of course, friends [why there is me is obvious – surely all agree – yes?]. We share the appreciation of the REALLY finer things in life – pouring over Architectural Digest, W, Town & Country with page markers in hand – at the ready to make sure to buy/to do lists complete. No it is certainly not that these expensive and object loving issues are the total sum by far of this friendship – so much more to our bond but still it is a great and REAL pleasure to have such a REALLY classy and connoisseur of finer things in life gal pal. Erudite Anna B. is a Pride & Prejudice devotee – so much so that she REALLY wore out more than one DVD of that book’s film version and of course, needless to say the current PBS Downton Abbey is her must see [yes has that series DVD as well] – my classy lady friend loves all the classics and we who love her tease that her REAL place is among the aristocratic times of Edith Wharton and such. Interesting is the fact that Anna B. also loves a bit of more eccentric innovative art and definitely creative non classical jewelry items … myself and our other Goddess Crew™ members are always saying this or that is sooo Anna. My sweet friend adores shopping – I not so much and so hubby and I often joke that Anna B. will have to be our new personal shopper [actually not really joking as she has very good taste and we trust her with all things]. A very cute story is about as we often do – Anna and I were at a Barnes & Noble bookstore and after buying books/magazines we sat down for a coffee – I thought I was going into labor, called my OB, hubby and then throw my car keys to her – as we left with myself holding Anna’s arm, my darling gal pal stopped en route to door to check out the the gift table – see shopping pro [by the way, that was a false alarm – no babies that night].

On more serious matters – Anna B. and I have gone through and supported one another during illnesses, my fertility treatments/pregnancy, legal matters, family highs and lows, my law school studies, etc.  – most of my doctors and attorneys – rest of “team” knows my Anna. When I say support – it means being present – REALLY there for ALL tasks required … driving to and fro, feeding, dressing, coiffing and more. This woman has been my companion at OB exams, attorneys meetings, Court visits, school tasks and other events – willing and able to do it all for me, as I am for her. Her latest title of Nonna to my babies seems odd as we are truly like sisters but she volunteered [ok I insisted] for that important role as my husband and I sadly have both our mothers no longer living. My children will thank me for choosing a REALLY special lady like Anna B., to love and guide them along with those others my husband and I have “adopted” – making a REAL family for our precious children. Let me be clear – as with all those I REALLY respect in my life and am REALLY close to – Anna does not believe in being my YES person – no ass kissing here but just REAL 100% honest commitment  to each other. Can not ever imagine my life without Anna B., – there are certainly disagreements but NEVER a break in our friendship – like so many REALLY good people in my life – she knows EVERYTHING and loves me completely. See why I keep writing that I am REALLY the luckiest woman in the world.

Now we MUST chat about the other half of this amazing and REALLY special couple – James V. – my and my husband’s friend and definitely confidant and so much more. This smart educated and well read man gives and gives and gives of himself – to family, friends like us and The Boy Scouts Of America. Yes, my Jim B., is a prominent presence in the Boy Scout organization – years of devoted service to help guide boys – some who I have been privileged to meet that are now grown men who still rely on Jim for console and more. Jim and I and my husband, C. Michael Eliasz-Solomon spend a great deal of time together … because of soon to be filed lawsuits against the miscreants my husband was thrilled that our friend Jim B., would drive me to meetings, appointments, errands and more – as I stated in another blog post, this strong fellow is shall we say, quite capable of protecting me. You see my husband fears for my safety on account of criminal vandalism to our old home, internet threats and bogus social media references to us -by the often referred to miscreants –  my husband and others feel now that miscreants are finally being legally brought to task they might be foolish enough to retaliate [as they did before]. So it is that my buddy Jim B., and I spend a great deal of time together – in the car and elsewhere … in fact most of my doctors, lawyers, hairdressers and others have come to know him as they do his beautiful wife Anna B.. I love being in the car with Jim – we discuss weighty issues, we confide, laugh  – Jim brings me a candy or two so I can be uncharacteristically naughty by not being my usual organic fruit and veggie consuming self. Jim accompanied my husband and I to Court the day we went before the judge in January 2012 to LEGALLY have our name changed/hubby and babies take my last Sir name of Solomon. It will be American Polish Jim B., who travels to Poland next year with my genealogy husband in order for Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon to finish his book research [yes – most probably by private plane. FYI: for self proclaimed “bus” driving miscreants who are reading this]. By the way, maybe that special Harley will be a some time soon gift to show our appreciation [sharing my REAL book and movie royalties] to motorcycle loving Jim B. because not everything in our friendship is serious – lots of fun included too. I can not find the words – and we all know I can always find words – to fully explain the comfort having Jim B. in my life has brought to me. I feel safe with this dear friend and know he will always do his best to help me in anyway possible. Men like this are rare and I have been blessed with more than one –  an embarrassment of riches for me by having Jim B. as well as other fine gentleman to support and care for me. Like the amazing REAL family/our friends the Kronbergers, the Bakers come when called – no matter what the situation nor the time to our aid. These and other REAL friends are definitely 24/7 types – no bogus newly established one issue get together for us – only REAL and true life long companions with these folks. We are so looking forward – as with others I write about – to great adventures and sharing our blessings … hubby and I NEVER leave REALLY worthwhile people behind – NEVER. Besides we are thrilled to have the company of these simply decent, good, REALLY faith based people – at nightly dinner grace my husband and I thank G-d for so much and that includes by name our REAL friends and REAL family – along with each other and our REAL children and our Lab, Princess Java Argus – our REAL life blessings!

P.S. Must tell you my darling readers/followers that Anna and I first bonded when she drove/accompanied me to my brilliant plastic surgeon and dear friend Richard Glunk’s office for my facial Thermage treatment four years ago – never taking drugs, the small post op medication for pain rendered me incapable of grown up conversation … darling Anna brought me home, placed me in bed & telephoned hubby. Next day flowers arrived at Anna’s – with a big Thank You note from me and so began this never ending REAL friendship. Next “fix up” will be we two together [stay tune – more in my 2013 memoir Heiress Mommy .. A Modern Super Woman Life!].

October 3, 2012

Just A REAL Woman Wearing Hats … On REALLY Appropriate Occasions!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Decided we all REALLY needed a bit of beauté et le plaisir considering that you dear readers so lovingly put up with my ongoing and admittedly at times tedious tutorials for and about those pest loser miscreants. As such I decided [sans full makeup] to model/share a few of my Fall 2012, Winter and Spring 2013 newly acquired couture hats and fascinators. Oh yes, isn’t my REAL ring [also in these photos] gorgeous?

See what wonderful things can happen when a REAL man, like my amazing, wonderful husband loves a REAL woman like moi. I included for edification of foe and friend alike a bit of the history of women’s hats – all here is meant for the enjoyment of  my nearly 5000 blog readers and followers … yes my darlings I REALLY  appreciate your time and effort to read and comment on my writing.

Even as a baby girl, a toddler, a young girl, teen and onward to my adult years – hats were part of wardrobe planning. So many pictures – so many references to this or late well placed hat – for style, for warmth, for protection from the elements – each a denotation of occasions and passing times in my life. This Fall 2012 and Winter, Spring/Summer 2013 fashion show catwalk collections have including, after a bit of absence from the fashion scene, an abundance of hats … some quite extreme and others very practical – all worth considering. So for those of you who REALLY appreciate that style can matter and who like myself know such things are not frivolous – here is hoping you always have a REAL home – a place to hang your hat. Of course, you who follow and support me must surely realize this post is going to be about more than great hats. I hope you find my words entertaining and my thoughts instructive and just find my hat pictures adorable.

As for the others, shall we say poseurs, who are I am told are nearly obsessed with my every word – please dear G-d have them buy a Thesaurus [oops – sorry miscreant “sub-par” under educated losers – you do know what that is – right?]. I suggest that because my REAL “internet ninja” and others protective of me have been routinely sharing your nearly illiterate Facebook postings with hubby and I – from what we can see there is no REAL debate possible as you miscreants so frequently bastardize the English language [definite reference to short “impotent” loser Michigan guy’s trashy mother-in-law thinking he could ever debate me – OMG  – hubby, friends & I laughed heartily at that suggestion – even my Philly now living in Italy, the beautiful smart NC goddess gal pal, was giggling on phone about these characters – WOW – transatlantic bad press for the miscreants – see the saying is correct – as my “pen” is truly mightier than a ” short sword”]. On one point even these ignorant folks should be able to understand what I am attempting to say here about something being bastardize because I know for a REAL and legal fact [I have the documents and so does the lawyer/M.S.I.A. cohort, et al.] that at least one [the daughter of devil ex-wife] of you have what was once called “bastard offspring” – you know no REAL Father – as in your children have been 100% REALLY legally disowned and disinherited and the man you claimed to be their father [my REAL husband & REAL father of my REAL children] had his name legally changed; I will explain as simply as possible for the miscreants to understand – that man’s now current REAL legal name is NOT the name on your 3 [1 dead and 2 alive] bastard children’s birth certificates; hence your children have NO REAL father nor a REAL paternal family any longer. Someone asked me recently why my husband’s ex-wife was not smart enough to fully comprehend how much my husband despises her and her children – this was as result of this lawyer friend listing the many REAL ways my husband has REALLY legally disavowed her and her offspring … do not know exactly was how I more or less answered and of course, lawyer friend and I agreed possibly delusional personality disorder or just plain stupidity being reason. Lets face if a man legally disowns and disinherits you and your children – tells everyone he was never married before me nor has any other children besides ours and even legally changes his last name to mine in part to further erase any connection to your children – well then, pretty insulting  – I am sure my REALLY wise blog followers will agree. Almost forgot – my certified genealogy husband also erased all from family trees – including the very popular Ancestry.com … my poor darling frets that there might be some ancestry site out there on the internet that he missed in his determination to eliminate his ex-wife, her children and except for his parents Chester and Rosemary Eliasz, a couple of their siblings and  plus a few distant cousins, all his other biological family [look it up miscreants – ONLY denotes his parents as having had between them 3 other children, Child #1, #2, #3 and a full notation on my husband, who was their best child, is all you will find]. I guess you readers by now realize my husband and I are serious about ridding our unique Eliasz-Solomon family of these scum forever – now my biological relatives and the few cousins I approve of from my husband’s side are DEFINITELY in our life to stay and enjoy many happy times and blessings with us.

Anyway, back to the REAL me … not much makeup here [not my full face as they say] – these photos were done in my REAL  dressing room/walk in closet [room] in my REAL home [NOT our old 3100+ square foot $600,000 home that was criminally vandalized 2003 by children of devil’s daughter ex-wife and NOT small 1800 square feet under $190,000 like Michigan miscreant’s homes/same tiny footage for Pennsylvania miscreant who lives in under $290,000 home of her 2nd husband that she manipulated into marrying her when he was ill a little over 10 years ago – at least that is what she told my husband – go figure a chatty broad who lies, you never REALLY know]. By the way, our new homeS will have closets that are bigger than ALL the 3 miscreant losers homes put together – see you have to be a REALLY genius Masters Degree Computer Scientist, who is a  famous Data Architect like my hubby to REALLY look up the REAL facts about someone’s property. IMPORTANT FYI FOR MISCREANTS – here is yet another law school/legal tutorial for you: before you get the silly, child-like notion that we are harassing you – forget it . This is how it works: when one initiates a topic – as you did with insinuated lies and your usual misinformation on Facebook about our homes, etc, then we/our REAL lawyers may do likewise in-kind with impunity … see idiots, the adage “do unto others as you would have them do unto you” is true even in jurist prudence. Oh yes, one thing more – we ALWAYS notify the Courts and such about our REAL situations – so if fat guy loser disowned/disinherited brother thinks he will inform anyone about us … knock yourself out – we are way ahead of you – every person/official was already informed about that threat from you and we keep each updated on all our REAL facts/situations. Actually, ALL Court officials, etc. have your names, contact information and voicemail threats, Facebook/Twitter rants, etc. – in other words, you cannot tell anyone anything that we have not already informed each about – FULLY!   None of this should surprise the miscreants – after all my very protective husband warned all his now legally disowned and fully disinherited former siblings in multiple emails [which by the way structure & strongly worded verbiage greatly impressed my publicist & attorneys] and those certified letters they keep refusing [a fact which detectives/lawyers found interesting – to say the least] that he would NEVER tolerate insults nor threats to/about myself, his wife and the mother of his ONLY REAL children.  I spend so much time with lawyers, judges and at Court Houses – that I am a sort of mascot … my Court Cop friends and I joke about hubby’s ex [one who saw ugly nasal broad said she was reason he would not want to marry but conversely knowing me, might make him reconsider because my hubby definitely “hit the jackpot” 2nd time around]. One sweet lady cop knitted U.S.A. flag winter caps for our REAL twin sons recently – many read my blog and they tell me I am great fun – of course, I also bring them goodies and funny stories routinely. Unlike miscreant losers all these REALLY fine people know the REAL truth … the good and the bad and REALLY get it. My husband, although himself born there suggests it must be that miscreants were born in Michigan – most still live there but I say no because I know REALLY great born and bred Michigan folks – has to be something else that makes these creeps so stupid and loathsome. So you see, my dear hubby and I are good at our REAL work …G-d I am smiling big time – such fun this has become for us because when you know – deep down in your heart and others say the same about you – that like my husband and I, that you are a REALLY good person – then, yes, there is a certain amount of joy in retribution against miscreant evil types.

PLEASE my dear followers, forgive me,  my snobbery about hubby and my amazing soon to be full time new homeS [not REALLY how I think of others] but I readily admit to  having just too much fun teasing sad pathetic loser types – an advisor recently suggested that venues like Architectural Digest,  Town & Country  and  Hampton magazines [we have online subscriptions to all 3] will surely want to do a spread on our new magnificent abodes when my memoir book is published in 2013 and he  suggested how irritated that would make loser miscreants but myself and gal pal who accompanied me to that meeting, virulently insisted those kind NEVER read A.D. ,  T.&C. nor Hamptons-anything – they are more US magazine types or maybe People magazine at best. I should feel badly about taking such pleasure in teasing these “little” middle of the middle of the middle loser types but if you knew them like I and my husband do – you dear supportive nearly 5000 for me and 28,000+ for my husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon’s blog followers would REALLY agree they are loathsome bottom dweller insignificant creatures – truly worthy of disdain. In fact many of you have called, written and such with full and REAL agreement that these creatures are REAL losers … so much fun when I bump into a REAL friend/acquaintance and they chat up about what I write concerning these bottom dwellers. Oh well – ALL will be in my 2013 memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! – my 100% REAL life story with only a bit but sufficiently detailed reference to these REALLY unfashionable creatures.

August 2, 2012

Why I Love ALL Things Ritz … NOT Talking Crackers Here!!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Coco Chanel, Proust, Hemingway, Cole Porter, the Fitzgeralds, Sophia Loren, Princess Diana and ME. All of us adored the Hotel Ritz Paris for one or another reasons  – I also have known and loved The Ritz Carlton Hotels and more recently their Residences. The cracker – now that is a no no in my world and I assure you that unlike Harrison Ford’s amnesia stricken character in the 1991 movie Regarding Henry, I will NEVER ever confuse the Ritz Cracker with the Ritz-Carlton.  Let us not digress from the story of excellence and history … for the well heeled, the infamous and the famous, as well as the servers and staff whose life was changed by staying or working at The Ritz. You might be humming the old song “Puttin’ On The Ritz” as you read this – yes it was inspired by the Ritz, written and published by Irving Berlin  in 1929. So my darling readers,  hum away as I tempt you to save enough as to be able to plan being a guest at the reopening in Paris 2014 of this grandest hotel.

A recent Vanity Fair article paid homage to the Paris Ritz as it closes for a two year renovation this Summer on 31July2012. Not just a hotel but home to many throughout its history – from its opening 1898, through wars and the 1929 Depression, the Paris Ritz has remained a success and a must go to destination point for a wide variety of individuals. Started by a less than wealthy Cesar Ritz – this self  taught original owner of the Paris Ritz, his wife Madame Ritz and later son instituted the prototype for class in hotels everywhere. Yes, I have been there more than once when visiting France and I lived for a while in a Stateside East Coast Ritz-Carlton Penthouse after being widowed in 2001 [as with so much else, I must save ALL the details for my book: Heiress Mommy …  A Modern Super Woman Life!]. Everything they advertise is 100% true – the service, concern for privacy, the food, the ambiance is special and even though there are so many other fine hotels and resorts that I have visited and more I and my husband of nearly nine years, Chester Micahel Eliasz-Solomon and our children are planning to visit – the Ritz remains one of a kind in my heart. Ernest Hemingway once wrote that when he dreams of an afterlife in heaven, it takes place at the Paris Ritz [I would love that too – but for me, as a Jewish Princess, heaven’s afterlife would be at the new Ritz Residences in Herzliya, Israel]. Proust had his chauffeur, Odilon, fetch his favorite Paris Ritz Bar beer to consume on his death bed. Love affairs have been consummated and one can assume babies conceived in the glorious well appointed Paris Ritz suites.

Needless to say, those who so love the Paris Ritz are a bit, shall we say nerveux et anxieux about this latest restoration, after the last being such a success 33 years ago. The current makeover is being done by French architect and designer Thierry Despont – a person of obvious talent and probably great confidence, as anyone who has ever visited France knows that the dear French can be [to say the least] opinionated. Unlike many luxury hotels, Ritz everywhere seem more like a club or home [for me it actually was for nearly one year] – there is an ease and security and lack of the carnival atmosphere that some other glamorous hotels seem to include. The most recent Ritz incarnation is its Luxury Condominium Residences – so one is owning a Ritz home, where they have managed to gleam the hotel stay ease into these apartments/condominiums … the best of both home ownership and vacation is the result.

There is much to be learned from the Ritz hotel policy … elegance, graciousness, respect, duty, generosity, courtesy and an understated presentation that welcomes all – no matter status or circumstance. Of course, I would be somewhat less than truthful if I personally did not admit that for myself one of the perks of staying at any Ritz property is that it assures me the company of like minded individuals . That does not necessarily [while granted a stay at the Ritz can be expensive] mean wealthy or elite but for the most part it does mean well mannered and dignified.

The Paris Ritz long and illustrious history is both interesting and enlightening – a fun read and a suggestive template for others, whether professional or personal to make hospitality no matter location a must do in life!!!

P.S. This blog’s picture is of one of MY own many Ritz Hotel bedroom slippers from my living and staying there so often and that is MY Ritz Penthouse [gift from management] key tag in the picture … Obviously  no longer with an active entry device attached but there will be more for myself and my growing family because we do love puttin’ on the Ritz!!!

July 28, 2012

Le Petit Trianon And Why Architecture DOES Matter!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Un endroit tres special … toi seul –  For Queen Marie Antoinette that was Le Petit Trianon and for others no more than a small room or alcove. No matter the style, location or size a special place that one can call their own seems as important to happiness as love. It seems that the French Queen was in that sense very much the same as anyone else in needing and seeking that sort of  joy and security. In that pursuit she embraced and redesigned extensively the Versailles addition that was originally designed as a gift for Louis XV’s maitresse-en-titre, Madame de Pompadour, who died before its completion and so it was subsequently given to her successor, the most famous French mistress, Madame du Barry. It was the  following French King, Louis XVI who gave Le Petit Trianon to his teenage Queen whose legacy has been defined by both truths and misrepresentations. In fact, Le Petit Trianon was criticized by her French peers as being too foreign – often being called “Little Vienna” or “Little Schonbrunn” – a reference to her powerful mother, the only female ruler of the Hapsburg dynasty, Maria Theresia‘s palace – where Marie Antoinette herself was born. As history informs us, Marie Antoinette was both loved and despised during her life – thus finding both a place for celebration and solace in her beloved  Petit Trianon. [By the way, during my visits to France I visited all of Versailles – including Petit Trianon and more … I will detail this and more of my travels, including photos,  in upcoming blog posts and my now REALLY soon book: Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!].  There are American Castles – places of grandeur designed as testimony to great wealth achieved mostly during America’s Gilded Age – I have visited many, including Newport’s famed The Breakers and Vizcaya in Miami. For myself, it began with my own childhood playroom and later a study that was my singular separate space and then of course as an adult my own homes provided more special areas I considered important – a gym, a garden or private dressing area. My husband and I recently have become able to look forward to being multi residential  – both of us are thrilled and full of wonderful anticipation at the prospect of working with architects and designers to create special unique spaces for each of us and our children. In each life – no matter where in this world – there is a necessitous impetus to create or find that area where comfort,  security and peace can be experienced. The task at hand has been and is ever more to make public and private places that every citizen has access to in order to achieve a balanced life to whatever extent possible.

I often reference all my parents taught and gave me in my blog posts – again, I must acknowledge their teaching that one should take full advantage of public spaces – making an effort to see and experience museums, parks, public libraries and all venues available wherever one lives or visits. I too want my children to make a conscious effort to seek out places of both grandeur and simplicity. For some there is no personal directive toward this lesson but it none the less should be, if not intrinsically known, then taught via public service outreach and/or through education [in schools, etc.]. We must provide public spaces – which serve as social gathering places. Throughout history into current modernity there have been parks, town centers and squares that afforded populations a place to congregate and more – often serving as markets, meeting venues and places of both worship and justice [or lack there of] and  punishment. The suburbs, unlike cities have not provided many gathering public or communal spaces … grant it quite a few are near parks but the very act of needing to drive for access denies the basic intent – that is to dwell freely in a shared area with neighbors or simply to easily seek solitary refuge. Rural areas provide, while not as plentiful as cities, meeting places on account of the basic need to join with others in common spaces – living far apart almost demands a town hall, a fairground or place of worship to gather. Of course, city, suburb or farm/ranch the new town square is social media – while to some extent a place of shared experience or reprieve from others, the internet is not architecture and therefore provides nothing to soothe the soul or attend to our other senses. Of course, I would be remiss if I did not mention that my husband and I take great advantage of the internet in pursuit of homes, vacations, design, etc. – there is without a doubt the most amazing access to all the world’s beauty, art and architecture via the internet. The problem lies in that being the only and singular outlet for some – whether by choice or circumstance. To never walk through a museum, sit in a public park, stroll around a town square or trek through a national preserve is to be denied a human basic experience – the outdoors and the interior places created by joined human effort are equally important venues that are almost a biological imperative to sustain life. We have seen people flock to common spaces for triumph celebrations like national holidays and also to share in tragedies like 9/11 – this need appears to be intrinsic and almost part of our DNA. Vigilance must be maintained to how and why and where architecture can make a difference in all lives.

For some time it has been an accepted fact that hospital design affects a patient’s health – not just the obvious cleanliness and well placed equipment/safety consideration but also the colors, furniture styles and art placement can contribute to or detract from the overall outcome of an individual’s hospital stay. There are also the staff and families and friends visiting that can benefit from the architecture of a medical center. Another important  architecture issue is schools – studies have shown that learning is more easily done in well designed areas and less strife and disruption among students is noted when a school is not only efficiently laid out but is attractive and in tune with all the senses. Teachers are equally affected and have expressed an ability to demonstrate more patience and energy in their dealings with students when the building/their work place is attractive and healthy.  Sadly, public schools are falling victim, like most municipality financed venues, to budget cuts these days – penny wise and dollar foolish for sure as how and where our children learn is paramount to a successful future., Why should only those of us whose children can financially afford private school have a learning atmosphere that promotes achievement? Yes, it is true – as I am so often reminded by skeptics – that in the “old days” many of our most prominent U.S. and world citizens schooled in less than attractive buildings [to say the least]. As my wise Mother was fond of stating – there were no really “good old days” just old days gone by … those much championed and incorrectly remembered halcyon days were also full of segregated and bland places of public education. Granted some students rose above and achieved greatness – most probably [as is often cited in memoirs and biographies] on account of family, clergy or a special teacher or maybe even something uniquely internal gave that person an advantage despite the surroundings where they went to school. Today is different and it is imperative that everything possible be done to architecturally design places of learning that are stimulating, healthy and attractive.

Major cities in the Unites States and other countries are now creating well designed and attractive affordable public and subsidized housing  … major architects are getting involved in the effort to create better and healthy single living spaces for the financial disadvantaged citizenry among us. One plan has produced integrated and various  level income housing communities, while other initiatives have created buildings with the single goal of affordable small but well designed living units … all geared toward a better quality of life. The outcome has demonstrated not only a better result for inhabitants of these well designed  low income units but for the community in general –  legal, medical and sociology experts have studied and agreed that living in a better environment produces individuals more physically and mentally healthy and there is decreased crime and as such less cost/expense to others. Even public transportation throughout the world has been addressed by architects – the stations are now multiple purposed in many places, offering amenities and services, as well as a safer environment. There really is no part of human existence that can not be made better by design and that is why architecture really DOES matter – in many ways and for many reasons!!!

P.S. A previous blog about our Labarador, Princess Java Argus surely expressed how much we consider her family – as such the plan for our new residence is that she & the second Labrador we are planning to add to the Eliasz-Solomon family, Princess Kava Pompeii have their own separate home [not dog house] with full amenities for times when parties or chaos make it uncomfortable or unsafe for pooches to be in main house …so, it goes without saying, we take architecture seriously!!!

July 7, 2012

Why The Library Is The Most Important Room In Any Home … No Matter Size or Location!!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Most of my childhood photos have me not holding a doll but instead a book of some sort. Books and reading are in my DNA: My very literate father read continuously – sharing scheduled book events with his children and grandchildren – like the summer he and I each tackled Tolstoy’s War and Peace [again]. My clever Mother suggested that if one could not be content alone in a pleasant room, with a good cup of tea and a marvelous book, then one could never truly be a happy person. Both my parents and especially my mother was hesitant to let her children [me] play at the homes of friends where there were no books or newspapers …she found the non readers too unseemly.  I have been that sort of parent as well – in fact, my husband and I packed the hospital bag for delivery of our twin sons with a book that each of us had chosen to read to them in hospital when only a day or two old.  BOOKS = FREEDOM = KNOWLEDGE = LOVE = FAITH = ETERNITY!!!

When looking for new homes or deciding to build my husband and I immediately knew that a library was to be a most important and an absolutely must have part of our family realm. We have driven realtors, architects, interior designers and decorators to near madness with our home library demands – even the twin’s nursery and playroom were to have a small library section or space for their infant and childhood book collections. Being Jewish, a standard baby shower was not culturally acceptable [a bit of superstition] but my wonderful close gal pals insisted on a small fete/intimate gathering …when asked for any gift preference, I requested that each contribute a book or two, inscribed with their names and wishes for my soon to be baby boys [being book  junkies themselves and darlings – my sweet lady friends obliged].

We are minimal TV viewers in our home and except for our now three year old Labrador, Princess Java Argus [yes Odysseus dog’s name] – I do not permit anyone [our children] any TV viewing under three years old. I mention this because not watching a great deal of TV allows one and maybe even forces an individual to read. Grant it – our homes and cars have the nearly constant companion of NPR/BBC radio and music but audio does not interfere with reading in any way or form. Our family plans now that we are new parents [twin boys, with possibility of more]  is to have themed vacations – along with visiting each continent, national parks and all major monuments – we are determined that we and our children travel to ALL the great libraries of the world. My husband and I are determined that our children visit their own home libraries daily – no matter the size or design or location, I believe everyone should have that as a destination place in their home as well.

Books and periodicals, newspapers and magazines can teach, instruct, enlighten, educate, inspire, heal – everything about life can be read somewhere. Books are companions without need of flattery – the attention demanded by the written word is subject only to our own desires and needs. No economic status or level of education should dictate the love of books nor the ability to obtain them …tragically, here in the United States there is an effort to denote those of us who love books as elitist and even more troubling is the decision by many U.S. cities and boroughs to close libraries. Who has not heard an interview with a successful individual who is convinced only the public library of their youth saved them from a life of ruin – are we now going to eliminate the venue in some cases singularly affordable for those seeking to read and learn? Our Founders feared an illiterate citizenry – in fact Franklin, Jefferson and others wrote and designed libraries and schools. This past month my beloved NPR  ran a series “An Informed Republic” that details the Founders concerns about “mobs” being uneducated and thus unable to perform as a democratic involved  nation.

My hope for my 2013 book “Heiress Mommy” and any future books either I or my husband, Chester M. Eliasz-Solomon write is that each sits on whatever shelf, stool, box, ledge or even floor of someone’s residence – luring them to enjoy, learn, be inspired and comforted by the words!

P.S. Being bibliophiles is quite costly for my family – we so love to own each and every tome that strikes us as interesting. Indeed both my husband and I have night stands piled high with reading material ..proud to say each of us finishes two or three and sometimes even four books a week, along with an eclectic group of daily/weekly newspapers, periodicals and online material. Following is my own [ those I have read/am reading May to September] Summer 2012 MUST read book list ( I have grouped by category/genre). Enjoy!!!

 I. Women Leaders Biographical Genre [looking for guidance for my own new roles]:

II.  All Things French  [preparation for the year we plan to live in France with our children before full time school begins]:

III. Politics/History

IV. ALL Books by Nora Ephron

V. Books by Frances Osborne

VI. Novels

VII. For us writers – a handy guide:

VIII. For my new “dynastic” role:

IX. Health and Exercise [because it ALL matters]

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Oh yes, I was going to re-read  two wonderful books by Gregory Maguire :

… but those are  much too close to home as we still have those nasty miscreants we need to deal with [more details in my own book:  Heiress Mommy, 2013].

P.S.  This post is dedicated to dear supportive “goddess” gal pal, Anna B. – my confidant & book store companion, with deep love!!!

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