Monthly Archives: November 2010

Focus on fun

In less than a week I’ll be heading south to one of Brazil’s creative hubs.

Coincidently, last Friday, one of my most beloved acts from that region came to town for a one-night performance at one of my favorite clubs (lots of favorites, as you can see). The genius Bo$$ in Drama:

I know this is a rather cheap DYI silly video, but what’s important is getting the taste.

And it’s great.

Black & color

My mouth is dry, my eyes are hungry. Thus,

Let a new week begin.

Mr Badmouth

No kind words are

coming out of your mouth

Plenty goes in

but nothing good ever comes out

Sad mouth, bad mouth

u were an unhappy child

That doesn’t make your

lying tongue alright

Wash it out / Wash it out / Wash it out

Casual Thursday

Strong images, enticing music, great song:

It’s almost Friday.


Yesterday, this really sweet shy and nerdy guy I know who has just come out was kissing another guy at the university cafeteria. I was so touched by the fact that one can finally do this without fear of being bullied that I just felt I had to share my joy about it here.

On the other hand, I know it is sometimes a long journey before we can have the freedom to do it in such a well-deserved carefree way.

I know many of you may have seen this elsewhere but I decided to post it anyway.

Just as a reminder that we are not alone.

There is light out there.

Log on to ItGetsBetterProject to find out more about this fight for hope.

Lovely Lachowski

My (healthy) obsession with my ideal of beauty Francisco Lachowski won’t be appeased any time soon.

There’s a new edition of the wonderful, candy-for-the-eye, gorgeousness-display Made in Brazil Magazine:

I was afraid he would be left out of this edition, since he appeared on the first one  but, luckily for me and all his fans, his prettiness and boyish charms are to be seen again:

A preview of the magazine’s content (it will be released later this week) can be seen exclusively on this special.

I fall totally and completely in love with him every time I see his overpowering cute face.

I know it’s adolescent but I just can’t help it. I’m his.


I’ll try to speak as little as I can today:

And that includes written expression.

Random images I found on the internet; credit where available.


I’m not likely to go out partying any time this weekend – I’m just too busy for that.

Unlike many people might think, this choice is not due to growing older – for not even when I was 18 was I able to stay out late, drinking and dancing and still manage to take care of the usual business. It’s just a healthier choice for me.

Nonetheless, that doesn’t stop me from enjoying myself together with the best of my non-human friends: music!

How much can you love Twin Sister?

From rock-and-roll-y stuff to colorful versions of their music, these guys rule.

And offer remixes that make you feel better.

Submerging in art

A very dear friend of mine recently decided to start painting again after years of focus on fashion. As amazing as she is as a designer, I couldn’t help but feel really thrilled she is coming back to the arts.

Then, totally out of the blue I came across some images of paintings by another very talented female painter whose work reminds me of my friend’s, South African artist Marlene Dumas:

Just like my friend (whose work I unfortunately cannot post here), Dumas very often starts the process of creating her images from snapshots she collects.

As keen on interpretations of reality as I am, such a creation process is simply a magnet to my appreciation.

The idea of immerging in the image becomes quite appealing when you think its source was another scene that maybe took place.

But then again, as this friend summed up, painting is immersing yourself in the process.

And true great artists can make the viewers immediately feel this devotion.


I can’t get over these lovely romantic images:

When I was a teenager longing for love (as most teens are) I yearned for this kind of visual inspiration – which probably means I won’t ever stop being mesmerized by them.

These pictures were taken from a campaign for A&F and clichés apart, they are truly beautiful.

As if it weren’t enough, there is also a video:

If anyone needs me, I’ll be dreaming.

(Via Homotography)

On usefulness

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder – how many of the visitors of this blog actually read what is stated here?

Then, on a second thought, it seems much more interesting to leave this question unanswered – it means the game of seducing the reader can take place.

It also means a post can be as ephemeral as one’s moods.

Thinking about these issues, I came across James Nizam‘s enticing collection of sculptures and pictures entitled Memorandoms:

Using material which is about to be rejected, Nizam’s sculptures are built on the the meaning of a thought of future uselessness.

Which makes one ponder; what use is there to the things we want so much to be permanent but which are so often ever-changing?

I cannot know, though a Buddhist might say: Well, nothing stays forever.

Not even feelings of inadequacy.

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Here’s Lykke Li‘s final version of her fabulous new song, Get Some:

Day after blues.

drunk fun


have fun!

remembering songs from the early 2000’s:

spending the national holiday with friends – cocktail shakers, old cds and no worries.

see you on the floor – XXXO


This semester has been a very good one when it comes to long weekends in Brazil. Next Monday we’ll have another holiday, which means 3 days off in a row. So, in preparation for the weekend here are some inspiring images of all kinds:

Let us all hopefully have a weekend full of hopes and accomplished dreams.

No words, just beats

In a world where so much is written and too much depends on wording, music without lyrics has truly begun to appeal to me. When it is as fun as it is stimulating, I’m won over.

Like the guys from Vostok Deluxe, from Belo Horizonte, Brazil:

With their cartoon-like, surf-inspired tunes led by maverick musician Retrigger, these guys know how to put on quite a show.

Take my word, they are surprisingly fun.

PS: And a happy birthday to my Dad. =)