Friday

No Limits

If I'm going to be anything more than average, if anyone's going to remember me, then I need to go further in everything: in art, in life, in everything they think is real: morality, immorality, good, bad, I, we, have to smash that to pieces, we have to go beyond that, we have to be brave. No limit.

Salvador Dalí.

Saturday

Just a thought

The right phrase it's "without further ado". No "without further adieu"

"Ado" means "fuss" or "delay". "Adieu" is french -à Dieu- "to God"- a shortening of the phrase "Go with God", used as "Goodbye" which makes "withut futher adieu" even weirder. Without further to God?

Why have I been seeing "without further adieu" on blogs so often lately? It's stupid and wrong and makes no sense at all!

Friday

I've lost that lovin' feelin'

Original idea stolen from Lauren, go and read her blog




I've lost that lovin' feelin' for bloggin',which basically translates in me not posting anything but a Kings of Leon vid since last october.
And honestly, I haven't post because 1) I haven't got anything too exciting or worth telling and 2) I've never been a good blogger. It is true that I started here on 2005, and this is my third blog, because I deleted the other two accounts, but the thing is that I like to consider myself a private person, so I don't practise the art of channeling my inner shiz by writing. Odd for a former journalism studen, but lately I've started feeling like I don't have an opinion on things, which is complete and utterly untrue. I do have an opinion and a strong one, maybe not the conventional type, but an opinion non the less.
So I decided to state my opinion, to raise my voice, to..., well you get the idea. From now on, there will be more entries in this little blog.
I decided that, since I made myself a very cute note pad (tutorial for it coming soon), I should jotted down stuff there, sort of like a draft. I really hope to actually do it, because I tend to be the kind of person whose starts something and then leave it unfinished -except for food- I always eat all my food (unless it contains olives, because I don't like it).

So, moving onto some random things

How pretty this apron is? I swear, it shouts "housewife from the fifties", and it happens that I abso-freakin'-lutely love it. I'm thinking in search for a fabric like this one and ask mum to sew me one. But I already can hear her sayin' that it won't work because it doesn't have a front, and the weeny-wittle problem is that I always get stains on =(


One day, I wil have this bureau, and the closet on the left, and the closet on the right. I'm not so sure about the painting, definitely the vase with the roses, the shoes are a must and the cases too, they're will be a tad uncomfortable when I travel around Europe with them, but at least I'll be traveling with style =)

Oh! you pretty thing

I cannot point out the exact moment when I started to listen to David Bowie. I must have been 15 or 16 years old and in the midst of a...