I've never loved anybody this way. 
Never looked at a woman and though, if civilization fails, if the world ends, 
I'll still understand what God meant.
Wolf (1994)


when things were really hummin'

yeah round 'n round 'n up 'n down we go again
oh baby make me know you love me, so then 
come on, let's twist again like we did last summer
yeah let's twist again twistin' time is here.


I call her the devil 'cause she makes me wanna sin,
and every time she knocks I can't help but let her in.


I will remember the kisses 
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I, 
offered you what was left of
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
the finy flowing currents
immediate and forever
you leg my leg
your arm my arm
you smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh

Charles Bukowski, Raw With Love


here and now

Isn't it weird to think that every person you walk by has a past they may or may not be proud of and a family they might be close to or far from and a lover they're either with or apart from and a name and a personality and they might be having the greatest day of their life or the worst day? We probably walk past hundreds of people a day and never one stop to thing what they're going through, what their life may be like. We're too focused on our own. (BW)


You didn't catch my eye right away, I won't deny this
but once you did, I sewar I couldn't look away.


sugar it feels so good when you touch me


everyone's afraid of the financial situation
everyone's so scared of the big bad economic wolf
I can't think of anything else than to lay in bed here naked with you
let's make love until the crises is over...


you have to be careful

You have to be careful telling things.
Some ears are tunnels.
Your words will go in and get lost in the dark.
Some ears are flat pans like the miners used
looking for gold.

What you say will be washed out with the stones.
You look for a long time till you find the right ears.
Till then, there are birds and lamps to be spoken to,
a patient cloth rubbing shine in circles,
and the slow, gradually growing possibility
that when you find such ears
they already know.

Naomi Shihab Nye


winter's coming and you're stuck here

I wanted so badly to lie next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bootom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was dizzle and she was hurricane.
John Green, Looking for Alaska


how was I to know you would upset me


For going back to the Beatles is always a good thing to do.


In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life:
It goes on
- Robert Frost - 


Things to worry about:
Worry about courage
Worry about cleanliness
Worry about efficiency
Worry about horsemanship

Thing not to worry about:
Don't worry about popular opinion
Don't worry about dolls
Don't worry about the past
Don't worry about the future
Don't worry about growing up
Don't worry about anybody getting ahead of you
Don't worry about triumph
Don't worry about failure unless it comes through your own fault
Don't worry about mosquitoes
Don't worry about flies
Don't worry about insects in general
Don't worry about boys
Don't worry about disappointments
Don't worry about pleasures
Don't worry about satisfactions

- F. Scott Fritzgerald, letter to his 11 year old daughter (1933)


you look well on me

Marilyn Monroe and her co-star Adele Jergens 
in "Ladies of he Chorus", 1948


                                                There's an ache
in your absence.
The gnawing void
where your hands should be.
I want you to unravel me
hollow me out
swallow the whole
watch me come apart
at my seams.
Fingernails raking
toes curling
shattered breathing.
Take every piece of me
and remake me.
Shape me anew.
                      I am forever altered                                                      by every breath you take.


and still you're in my way

I didn't want to kiss you goodbye, that was the trouble;
I wanted to kiss you goodnight. 
And there's a lot of difference. 
Ernest Hemingway


I'll keep them still

So I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. 
And maybe we'll never know most of them.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower


Friday I'm in love

I'm glad to tell you guys I finally got a pair of Doc Martens for a reasonable price from a second hand store in France, so I hope you understand I virtually can't wait until this sunny rather-warm September days go off and serious cold and rain make their appearance. Until then, here is some quality street style inspiration. Enjoy!


gotta love it

This is your life. Do what you love, and do it often. If you don't like something, change it. If you don't like your job, quit. If you don't have enough time, stop watching TV. If you are looking for the love of your life, stop. They will be waiting for you when you start doing things you love. Stop over alanyzing, all emotions are relative. When you eat, appreciate every last bite. Life is simple. Open your mind, arms and heart to new things and people, we are united in our differences. Ask the next person you see what their passion is, and share your inspiring dream with them. Travel often; getting lost will help you find yourself. Some opportunities only come once. Seize them. Life is about people you meet, and the things you create with them, so go out and start creating. Life is short: live your dream and share your passion.



and there were nights in bars that I recall


Although the band is from Oregon (USA) this song is in fact about my hometown, Oviedo (Spain), where apparently the singer spent a year as an Erasmus exchange student. A friend of mine showed it to me some time ago and I freakin' really like it. And yes, there are peacocks in the trees in Oviedo. 
Not kidding at all.


for the sake of it

Paris, 1952. Paul Almasy.

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity.
Guilda Radner


The road not taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bend in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn tem realy about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.



you can count on me to misbehave

Well, one does not simply get over Klimt.
This is Hygeia, a detail from Medicine.


don't ever set me free

- I have to tell you, you're making me nervous 
in a way I am not really familiar with.

Prime (2005)


everything you didn't do

Twenty years form now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the things you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Mark Twain


Elie Saab ready-to-wear collection 2012


I'd trade my soul for any of these dresses without hesitation.
Dude, too much perfection for being real.


fine and mellow


Love will make you drink and gamble,
make you stay out all night long.
Love will make you do things
that you know is wrong.


just stay

If you want to know where your heart is, 
look to where your mind goes when it wanders.


words to live by

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, 
since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
2 Corinthians 4:18


Private Moon

Images by Leonid Tishkov, whose website is this one
Pretty amazing, aren't they?


colours of the wind

source observando

You are the books you read, the films you watch, the music you listen to, the people you meet, the dreams you have, the conversations you engage in. You are what you take from these. You are the sound of the ocean, the breath of fresh air, the brightest light and the darkest corner. You are a collective of every experience you have had in your life. You are every single day. So drown yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence. Let the words run through your veins and let the colours fill your mind.



at first sight

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, 
before a word has been spoken.

Fyodor Dostoyevski, Crime and Punishment




 - I'm sorry, Cap.
- About what? The fact that I don't have a plan?
- No, the fact that I judged you for it. I was wrong.
- What has gotten into you?
- What do you mean?
- You're so nice, and care-free, and beach-babe beautiful, I feel like I'm on a tampon commercial.
- That's because in four days I have to go back to school and figure out what I wanna do with the rest of my life.
- And what about that ten-year plan?
- Let's just say I coppied off someone else's paper and now I don't know what I'll be doing in ten minutes. I'm staring out into the vast empty ocean that is my future.
- Feels good, doesn't it?
- It does, and... It feels terrifying.


sleep through the static

Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning 
and you think, I'm not going to make it, 
but you laugh inside- remember all the times you've felt that way.
Charles Bukowski


Glow-in-the-dark nail polish DIY

What a great idea, right?! okay but slow it down a little bit, yes... I've been looking for a good tutorial of this for like forever, but all I found was a couple of vague indications like: "get a glow-in-the-dark stick like those they hand in the clubs, then break it and mix the liquid with clear nail polish". Maybe just me, but I feel like the sentence was ended by an implicit "Duh, you jerk...". Anyway, my intuition tells me that a layer of white polish should be applied in order to brighten it up and give some flesh to the colour. 
Oh, and can you even imagine trying to sleep with this on? dude, can't wait to try it!


Somethimes the wrong choices
bring us to the right places.