It was a cold May day, one of those days that theoretically couldn’t exist: May should be full of sun, flowers and springy dresses. It was just six PM, but the sun had already bid goodbye, hidden behind a thick veil of clouds. A shower of rain was not-so-gently falling on Penny, and a cold wind was beating on her. She was hurrying to Angel tube station, with a bag of groceries, a bag with a laptop inside, and a big bag of paperwork she needed to complete that night. Too many bags and, on the top of it, her shoes were killing her. She would usually have changed her heeled shoes with a pair of trainers to get home, but yesterday her trainers had self-destructed after a three-years honorable service. She was stuck with the heels, and the bags, and the rain, and the wind. It was an awful finish to an awful day, or so Penny thought. Then she broke a heel.
[... To be continued]
"Sometimes - often I think - telling stories that are embarrassing or even downright crazy is easier when you're telling them to a stranger." Stephen King
Tuesday, 7 June 2011
Thursday, 26 May 2011
A Story of a Changin' Wind
We love stories. We usually listen to them, but today we want to try something new, and tell one. A story in episodes: A Story of a Changin' Wind. We hope you'll enjoy it!
There are good days, there are bad days, and then there are Red Alert Days - when life finds new, exciting ways of screwing with you. When a Red Alert Day comes, all you want is to curl up in your bed and shut off from the world, but you can’t, because the world is a loud, lousy companion. Penny had had one of those days, and she deluded herself in thinking it was over.
[... to be continued!]
There are good days, there are bad days, and then there are Red Alert Days - when life finds new, exciting ways of screwing with you. When a Red Alert Day comes, all you want is to curl up in your bed and shut off from the world, but you can’t, because the world is a loud, lousy companion. Penny had had one of those days, and she deluded herself in thinking it was over.
[... to be continued!]
Thursday, 28 October 2010
The Changin' Wind
Yes, we like to show off. This is what we are - at least, what we are outside:
What about the interior? Next time, guys...
Saturday, 23 October 2010
London, 2010
Cluttered trains in the morning. Rain by winter, heat by summer. Emotional issues, competition at work. Difficulty in keeping long-term relationships. Stress and loneliness.
These are unpleasant bits of life every city-dweller is forced to experience, at some point.
Life in a metropolis is full of wonder - and full of difficulties as well.
Many professionals help people to deal with these difficulties. There are psychologists and counsellors, spiritual advisors, SPAs, personal shoppers. Different categories, different walks of life, but they all have something in common: they make bearable, and even fun, the worst aspects of life in a big city.
Sometimes, though, you don’t need this kind of help. Sometimes you need a different kind of soothing - a voice, a helpful friend, someone who cares, who listens and does not judge.
Sometimes what you need is a
changin’ wind..
...and here we come.
The Changin’ Wind is a soothe boutique.
Among these walls you can confide, complain, or just talk. You will find a unique professional, the Soother, who has made listening into art.
You will also find luxurious goods to browse and buy - because all you need, sometimes, is a love-gift for yourself.
We are not a counseling centre or a therapy clinic. We are not a mental health service, a guidance center or a life-coaching venue.
The Changin' Wind is a shop with a twist, a XXI century parlor.
Please come, and let the experience begin.
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