Inspirations

produce beauty of form, harmony, and expression of emotion.

everyone should listen to this. it's thas been playing continuously on my iTunes for more than an hour.

Euphoric

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Fashion Week Spring Favorites

Respectively:
1- Christian Dior Spring/Summer 2010




2- Dolce& Gabbana Spring 2010





3- Gucci Milan Fashion Week Spring 2010






My absolute favorites. I think Galliano has mastered the whole underwear as outerwear look many designers have attempted; and failed. This is by far the best Dior collection I've seen. Dolce&Gabbana is very chic with an edge, which is the look everyone should be going for. Gucci had the best silhouette this season. The second Gucci look is something I would wear everyday for the rest of my life.

A cool fact

reading Klosterman makes me feel so good about myself, it procures me with pure euphoria; a unexpected feeling joy of that initiates other feelings of content and peace. I also find myself endlessly thinking, voices inside my head; I begin to think I am this genius with an original outlook on life that if shared would help solve all of the world's problems. But once i am done, I realize it's total crap, but that's just the way I am; to this day, I have never ever been satisfied with anything I did, especially writing. Anyhow, god i wish blogger had automatic caps I am sick of scrolling back, Klosterman makes feeling interesting and complex. Most people that read philosophy books, secretly enjoy the fact that understanding and/or relating to such texts means that they're intellectually above many peers. I do not agree, I read Klosterman because I hate fiction, I hate all the symbolism and I hate knowing that the plot has been designed for these events to happen; I love the unexpected. Nonetheless, nonfiction can be quite dull, which is why once I find entertaining nonfiction, I am at my most jovial state. But that is not the only reason I read Klosterman; he is the only writer that has been able to retain me to a couch for a mere 8 hours straight without me perceiving the passing of time. According to me, that's the definition of a great writer.

The Diving Bell and the Butterfly

This movie just made its way to my list of favorite works of art. This is a movie like no other, a sort of poem expressed through Julian Scnabel's beautiful images and the endlessly descriptive language of Jean-Dominique Bauby, the former director of French ELLE. The movie is an adaptation of the book The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (Le Scaphandre et le Papillon) written by Bauby himself, depicting his experience after having a stroke and being diagnosed with locked-in syndrome. I will not go too much into it; the movie is a must-see.
It would too much of cliche to say that it gave me a new outlook on life; everyone seems to say that after watching a movie. However, the movie was a moving experience in itself, you'll find yourself thinking about your life decisions, placing yourself in the character's shoes, wondering if you could acquire ever so much optimism. I don't think I can accurately describe how much I enjoyed this movie; it is as if it was written for me. It's theme has got me constantly thinking, wondering if there is a right or wrong way to live . Plus, if you're like me, you'll love the shots where the character starts imagining, and quick flashes of flowers, food, ocean, mountains, and crumbling icebergs appear set to these amazing musical pieces; Schnabel had me there.

Introduction

I love photography. I love films. I love videos set to music. I love Haute Couture ad campaigns. You could say I am an amateur photographer, sometimes filmmaker looking for moving objects to capture, and an avid reader of magazines such W, i-D, French Vogue etc... So it was hard for me to decide to create a blog solely centered around one subject, as I am inspired by anything than can be seen through a lens. I finally decided that I was going to write about anything my mind was fond of at the moment, occasionally posting my work as well. I am all over the place, so bare with me.

Photo: Mario Testino. My favorite actually, he gave Kate Moss paint and told her to smear it all over her face as a sign than she can look good in anything.