INSPIRATION: THE CATALOG OF THOUGHTS - X-MAS' MISMATCHES

Christmas is not a time or a season but a state of mind.

Christmas is love in action.

A good conscience is a continual Christmas.

Christmas is a holiday that persecutes the lonely, the frayed, and the rejected.

Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.

Christmas... is not an external event at all, but a piece of one's home that one carries in one's heart.

There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.

 

It's sad that Christmas' feelings must be compulsory once a year.

 We expect too much of Christmas Day... you are hopeful to make in a day what we can't do throughout the year.

Christmas is the keeping-place for memories of our innocence

Under the sign of Christmas time we have tenderness for the past, courage for the present,

hope for the future.

Santa Claus isn't a good influence because he only visit people once a year.

Christmas has lost its meaning for us because we have changed Jesus' birthday celebration by Santa's gifts.

Mankind is a kind of funny, loving and sharing each other's hearts were not enough they had to create Santa to liven things up and give some action.

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INSPIRATION: THINGS THAT ANNOY ME TO DEATH! #14 Texting all the time

Is it someone birthday? Text him! A friend gets married! Text him... Your best friend gets pregnant! Text her...It's X-mas! Text them. Texting for all kind of stuff. Just texting because calling someone is just too much pressure these days! Real phone someone it’s as intimate of an act as having unprotected sex or something. When texting was invented, it apparently took us like two hours to become socially awkward psychos, which is sort of depressing if you think about it.When did calling someone become a “NEVER” kind of situation like for certain foreign cultures to look someone in the eyes or go out without the burqa? Phone companies invented sms as a cheaper and fast way to said someone a short message, but are you so broke you can't support a phone call to congrat your best friend for something good that happened to him? To wish friends, co-workers and family a Merry something?  

Alguém faz anos hoje? Envia-lhe uma sms. Um amigo casou-se? Manda-lhe uma sms. A tua melhor amiga ficou grávida? felicita-a com uma sms. É Natal? Toca a enviar sms a toda a gente. Sms para todo o tipo de coisas e mais alguma. Só sms porque telefonar a alguém é algo que causa demasiada pressão nos dias de hoje! Telefonar, realmente, a alguém tornou-se num acto tão intímo como ter sexo sem protecção ou algo parecido. Quando as sms forma inventadas parece que levou apenas um par de horas para que nos tornassemos em inadaptados sociais, uma espécie de autistas tecnológicos que evitam ao máximo contactos directos com os outros o que é algo bem deprimente, pensando bem. Como é que isto aconteceu tão rapidamente? Quando é que telefonar a alguém se começou a equiparar a uma espécie de má educação, um acto de violentação da privacidade, como para certas culturas olhar nos olhos directamente, ou sair à rua sem a burca?  As companhias telefonicas inventaram as sms como um meio barato e rápido de fazer chegar a alguém um recado, mas, será que estás assim tão falido que não consigas pagar uma chamada telefonica para o teu melhor amigo a felicita-lo por algo de bom que lhe tenha acontecido? Ou para desejar a colegas, amigos e familia um Feliz-qualquer-coisa?

INSPIRATION: FASHION HEROINES' COOKBOOK #2 Creamy Roasted Tomato & Basil Soup

Fall/Winter 2011-12 is the season of strong colors, in block or mixed, and I love all, mainly red and orange. In the kitchen I also love all the red food like red fruit, watermelon, carriots and of course tomato in every possible ways.

Esta estação Outono/Inverno 2011-12 é absolutamente dominada pelas cores primárias e fortes, quer look total (block color) quer combinadas entre si. Adoro todas as cores enérgicas, sobretudo o vermelho e o laranja. Na cozinha, a minha preferencia vai também para alimentos vermelhos, como os frutos silvestres, a melancia, cenouras e, sobretudo, tomates de todas as maneiras possíveis e ainda por inventar.

 

One of my favorite tomato recipes is the tomato soup, especially when it's cold outside because it's very hot and it warms body and soul.This cream with basil is simple and very tasty. Try it to detoxify heavy Christmas' family meals. 

Uma das minhas receitas favoritas é a sopa de tomate, sobretudo quando está frio lá fora porque quando comido quente aquece corpo e alma. Este creme com mangericão é simples e muito saboroso. Prova-o para desintoxicar das comidas fortes de Natal.

Creamy Roasted Tomato & Basil Soup

Makes 7 cups

Ingredients:

1 ½ lbs Roma tomatoes, sliced lengthwise
3 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
1 medium yellow onion, diced
4 garlic cloves, minced
1 tablespoon fresh thyme, minced
1 (28 ounce) can crushed tomatoes
2 cups basil leaves, roughly chopped
2 tablespoons dried basil
1 tablespoon sugar
2 cups low sodium chicken broth
salt and pepper to taste
2/3 cup heavy cream

garnish:
fried basil
goat cheese, crumbled.

Directions:
1. Preheat oven to 375°F.
2. Spread tomato halves onto a baking sheet and drizzle with olive oil. Season with salt and pepper.
3. Roast tomatoes for about 1 hour.
4. While tomatoes are in the oven, melt the butter in a large pot over medium-high heat.
5. Add onion and sauté for 5 minutes.
6. Stir in the garlic and thyme and sauté for another 5 minutes.
7. Add crushed tomatoes, basils and sugar. Season with salt and pepper.
8. Stir the mixture and reduce the heat to medium or medium-low and simmer for 10 minutes, covered.
9. Pour broth and roasted tomatoes into the pot. Season with salt and pepper.
10. Continue to simmer soup, covered, for about 30 minutes, stirring occasionally.
11. Carefully pour soup into a blender and blend until smooth.
12. Pour soup back into the pot and stir in the cream until fully incorporated.
13. Simmer the soup for 3 minutes before ladling into bowls.
14. Top each soup with a sprinkle of goat cheese and fried basil and serve hot.

Sopa Cremosa de Tomate assado com Mangericão

Faz 7 xícaras


ingredientes:

1 ½ kg  tomates maduros,cortados longitudinalmente
3 colheres de sopa de azeite extra virgem
2 colheres de sopa de manteiga sem sal
1 cebola média amarela, em cubos
4 dentes de alho, picados
1 colher de sopa de tomilho fresco picado
800 gr de tomates esmagados
2 xícaras de folhas de manjericão, picadas grosseiramente
2 colheres de sopa de manjericão seco
1 colher de sopa de açúcar
2 xícaras de caldo de galinha c/baixo teor de sódio
sal e pimenta a gosto
2 / 3 xícara de leite gordo

enfeite:
manjericão frito
queijo de cabra, esfarelado.

direcções:


1. Pré-aqueça o forno a 220º
2. Espalhe as metades de tomate numa assadeira e regue com azeite. Tempere com sal e pimenta.
3. Asse o tomate por cerca de 1/2 hora.
4. Enquanto os tomates estão no forno, derreta a manteiga numa panela grande em fogo médio-alto.
5. Adicione a cebola e refogue por 5 minutos.
6. Acrescente o alho e tomilho e refogue por mais 5 minutos.
7. Acrescente os tomates esmagados, manjericão e açúcar. Tempere com sal e pimenta.
8. Mexa a mistura e reduza o fogo para médio ou médio-baixo e cozinhe por 10 minutos, coberto.
9. Despeje o caldo e os tomates assados ​​na panela. Tempere com sal e pimenta.
10. Continuar a ferver a sopa, coberta, por cerca de 30 minutos, mexendo ocasionalmente.
11. Com cuidado, despeje a sopa em um liquidificador e bata até ficar homogeneo.
12. Despeje a sopa de volta na panela e misture o leite inteiro até ficar bem incorporado.
13. Cozinhe a sopa durante 3 minutos e disponha em tigelas.
14. Enfeite cada sopa com uma pitada de queijo de cabra e manjericão frito e sirva quente.
Bom apetite!

INSPIRATION: MELANCHOLIA

Tonight I'm going to see this movie!   

Later I'll let you see my thoughts about it!



INSPIRATION: IRIS APFEL X MAC

After Gareth Pugh and Daphne Guinness, it's time to MAC cosmetics gets a collaboration of the 90 years old fashion icon Iris Apfel, the pioneer of a high-fashion-meets-vintage aesthetic and thrift store finds . The upcoming MAC x Iris Apfel collection is as colourful as Apfel herself and features products such as the ‘Party Parrot’ lipstick or the ‘Loudmouth Orange’. See it in stores January 5 next year.

Depois da colaboração com Gareth Pugh e Daphne Guinness, a MAC cosmetics inaugura uma colaboração com o icone de moda de 90 anos de idade Iris Apfel numa colecção de make-up tão colorida e fashion quanto a própria Iris. Pioneira no encontro da alta costura com a moda de rua e a estética vintage, Iris Apfel levou a sua inspiração para a MAC com produtos como o batom "Party Parrot" ou Loudmouth Orange", nas lojas a partir de 5 de Janeiro do próximo ano.

INSPIRATION: FASHION MANIA

Every seasons there is a "Mania-things" embraced by fashion-victims around the world from China to NY. Some stuff I would be delighful to have... on contrary, there are some kind of mania-things that I can't understand why are they so famous... just only for fun or because there are famous people and celebrities that made them funny! So here is my opinion about some mania-things... like or hate it!



LOAFERS
No.

SHORTS in Winter.
Yes.

CLASSIC BALLERINAS

Yes. (few things can be both practical and stylish).

EARMUFFS

Yes.

UGG!

Ugh! Only for under 16. Strictly prohibited above 20.

BLACK GLASSES

Yes. I love the nerd chic look.

MIU MIU GLITTER.
Yes. But I'm a kind of fed up about these shoes. Can you be a bit original, please!

TWINKLE LITTLE STARS.

Yes. But with some restrait. It's a very good look for these X-mas days.

COLORED SWATCH.

Yes.

HIGH WAISTED SHORTS.

Yes. Of course. Thanks God, low waisted shorts, pants, whatever are so out, mainly when they usually come with a “muffin-top” spill over of skin.

 
 
BORSALINO MANIA.
Yes, a trilby or a fedora, or even a porkpie or a panama. Put on one and don't think about it.
 
 

 
 
 
HUNTER.
Yes. But only for raining days only.
 
 

COLOURED PYTHON.

Yes. Beautiful in accessories like a little bag ot clutch.

COFFEE AND GO.
Yes. Starbucks and company paper cup is a very trend accessory (i'm just saying warm and ecological).
 

 
 
 
KNOTTED BELT.
yes. Wear it with attitude but only for thin waists please.
 
 

CARTOMANTE RINGS

No. I'm not a big ring person.

TOMBOY.

Yes. But you must look like ""I don't care about fashion, just comfort" what is just a big lie.

BYCICLE IN THE CITY.

Yes. Only with heels. The maximum of chic. 

ALL STAR.

Yes. Forever and whatever.

PAPARAZZI BLOGGERS.

Yes. If  you are a celebrity this is the fame's price: To share with the ordinary mortals how do you look each moment of your life. You may not like them but you need them.

 
 

The big difference between a fashion victim and a fashion hero/heroine is how do you wear the must-have stuff! If you only make 'copy past' of the looks you've seen in blogs and magazines, so you are a victim of fashion. But if you have your only style still you wear all the must-have stuff, and you know how mixing trends and classic, no doubt you are a hero/heroine and for you fashion is just for fun.   

INSPIRATION: X-MAS MOOD!

The X-mas couture!
Get inspired...



John Richmond



Stella McCartney



Marc Jacobs





Miu Miu...



Giambattista Valli



Ermanno Scervino





Tory Burch


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INSPIRATION: CAPRI BY MIGUEL VIEIRA

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ON FRYDAY'S CHRONICLE: A LETTER FROM SANTA

Dear Child,
Querida Criança,


I know you never imagined you’d receive a letter from me. After all, I’ve always maintained a high level of inscrutability: clandestine gift deliveries in the dead of night, vanishing before you awake, and the mysterious technological and financial methods by which I orchestrate my annual deliveries. It’s hard to understand exactly what I am. I’ve been many things. At worst, I’ve been a receptacle for mankind’s collective greed, a symbol painstakingly shaped and refined by corporations to shift culture toward desire rather than generosity. At best, I’ve made you feel like maybe there was some magic in the world. Let me elucidate my true nature, dear child.

Sei que nunca imaginaste vir a receber uma carta minha. Afinal, tenho mantido um alto nível de inescrutabilidade: Entrega clandestina de prendas na calada da noite, desapareço antes de acordares, assim como os métodos misteriosos, financeiros e tecnológicos, através dos quais orquestro as minhas entregas anuais. É muito dificil de entender o que eu sou. Tenho sido muitas coisas. No pior, tenho sido um receptáculo da ganância da raça humana, um símbolo, meticulosamente, enformado e refinado pelas corporações que vão mudando a cultura do desejo, com desprezo pela cultura da generosidade. No meu melhor, tenho feito com que sintas a possibilidade de existir um mundo mágico. Deixa-me elucidar-te quanto à minha verdadeira natureza, querida criança.

I began as a man, Bishop Nicholas of Smyrna, in what is now Turkey. Soon, I transfigured into myth, and then, thanks to Washington Irving and subsequently, Clement Clarke Moore’s “The Night Before Christmas,” I began accumulating tremendous power as an idea from children’s faith in my existence. So much power, in fact, that I did people forget the really aim of X-mas, of course you haven't seen an each human soul said " Happy birthday Jesus", have you? I’ve transcended my previous incarnation as an abstract concept and become something more akin to a God, a being of near-limitless power existing outside time and space, totally omniscient, and fueled by children’s dreams. 


Comecei como um homem, Bispo Nichilas de Smyrna, onde agora é a Turquia. Cedo, fui transfigurado num mito, e depois, graças a Washington Irving e, subsequentemente, "À Noite Antes do Natal" de Clement Clarke Moore, comecei a acumular um tremendo poder com a fé das crianças na minha existência. Tanto poder, na verdade, que fiz toda a gente esquecer-se de felicitar Jesus pelo seu aniversário. Já ouviste alguém dizer "Happy birthday Jesus"?! Portanto, sou hoje algo de transcendente mais próximo do estatuto de deus, com poder ilimitado, não sujeito a constrangimentos de relatividade como o espaço e tempo, totalmente omnisciente, e alimentado pelos puros sonhos das crianças.


It helps if children send me letters as it often crystallizes their specific desires for me, but it’s not necessary. Ponies, Deluxe Lando Calrissian figurines, iPads — their wishes continuously stream into my brain like a nonstop Twitter feed, like an endless whispered solicitation, like a perpetual whine. Written into the fabric of my being is this connection with children’s desires, but my God, it sickens me. One quality of children that’s never discussed is how selfish they are. Their lives revolve around sucking up toys, candy, and video games without a thought to giving back. Maybe their parents give something to a family member and stick on the child’s name — at best, the child knows what the gift is — but giving is an alien concept to them. They genuinely don’t care about other people.


Para gozar deste meu estatuto, ajuda o facto de as crianças me enviarem, frequentemente, cartas e assim cristalizarem o seu desejo por mim, mas, de facto isso não é necessário. Ponies, Barbies, Game boys e iPads - os seus desejos alimentam o fluxo do meu cérebro, continuamente, como um imparável twitter, um infindável  sussuro de solicitações num perpétuo choramingar. Escrito no âmago do meu ser está esta conexão com os desejos das crianças, mas meu deus, isso põe-me doente. Uma das indiscutiveis e universais caracteristicas das crianças é o seu egoísmo. As suas vidas giram á volta dos brinquedos novos, doces, video games sem um único pensamento de retribuir. Dar é um conceito completamente alienigeno para qualquer criança que genuinamente se está a borrifar para os outros, ainda que os pais tentem contrariar isso com a chamada boa educação. Mas, o egoismo é tão natural na criança, como a propagação da espécie é objectivo primário de todos os seres vivos, o Homem incluido.


So each year, I subtly manipulate quantum probabilities in order to spontaneously produce gifts for children across the world, even for the naughty children. These selfish brats receive Playstation 3’s and Macbook Pros when they deserve less than coal, less than ash. Unfortunately, if I dispensed coal to all the truly naughty children, the percentage receiving gifts would comprise less than 10 percent. That’s okay, though because my true gifts are delivered in more subtle ways throughout your life. Maybe you make the right person laugh or maybe you leave your business card on the right park bench. And my true coal is darker and more toxic than you could ever imagine, reserved only for truly depraved little children. Make no mistake, child, you’re one of them.

Assim, cada ano,subtilmente, manipulo o quantum de probabilidades com o obejctivo de produzir espontaneamente presentes para as crianças ao redor do mundo, mesmo para as mais desobedientes. Esses fedelhos egoistas recebem Palystations 3 e Macbooks Pro quando o que eles merecem é menos do que carvão e cinzas. Infelizmente, se eu oferecer carvão a todos os verdadeiros fedelhos, a percentagem daqueles que receberiam presentes ficaria comprometida em menos de 10%, e a minha fama e poder decairiam abruptamente. E isso não pode ser porque a concorrência do Menino Jesus é tremenda em tempos de crise. Mas, os meus verdadeiros presentes são distribuidos através de caminhos mais subtis ao longo da tua vida. Talvez, um dia faças rir a pessoa certa ou talvez deixes cair o teu cartão de negócios no banco de jardim certo. E o meu verdadeiro carvão é mais negro e tóxico que tu possas imaginar, somente reservado para os pequenos fedelhos mais depravados. Não erres, filho, que tu és um deles.



To say I see you when you’re sleeping is an understatement of unfathomable magnitude. I see you when you sleep, when you wake — hell, I can read the contents of your soul as easily as you read this letter. I know your secret ego, that you think you’re smarter than other children, better than other children. I know deep down you don’t really believe in your own mortality. I know sometimes you pray for your parents to be murdered so you can be like Batman or Harry Potter

Dizer que te vejo enquanto dormes é uma afirmação de insodável magnitude. Vejo-te enquanto estás a dormir, quando acordas - bem, posso ler o conteúdo da tua alma tão facilmente quanto tu lês esta carta. Conheço o teu ego secreto, em que tu te julgas mais esperto do que as outras crianças, e mellhor que todos os outros. Vejo profundamente que tu não acreditas na tua própria mortalidade. Sei que desejas secretamente que teus pais desapareçam para que possas ser como o Batman ou Harry Potter.


You see, I’m not like other deities who love all people and are merely disappointed by their failings. No, I feel hate, and I hate you. I can see your Wishlist, and it’s over 200 pages long, each item carefully prioritized. If your little sister gets more gifts, you throw a tantrum until your parents drive you to WalMart. If someone gets a present you want, you steal it when no one’s looking and hide it in your room. You sit in the dining room before guests arrive and gobble every last Christmas tree cookie like a fat piece of crap. After opening a present, you never thank the person who gave it to you. You don’t give anyone else a gift, yet you expect one from each and every family member. You selfish dick. 

Estás a ver, eu não sou como as outras divindades que amam toda a gente e ficam meramente desapontados com os falhanços dos outros. Não, eu consigo sentir ódio de verdade. Detesto-te quando vejo a tua lista de desejos que chega quase às 200 páginas, cada item devidamente priorizado. Se a tua irmã mais pequena recebe mais prendas do que tu fazes uma birra fenomenal no caminho para o hipermercado. Se alguém recebe um presente que tu queres, tu rouba-lo quando ninguém está a olhar e esconde-lo no teu quarto. Sentaste-te na sala de jantar antes dos convidados chegarem e partes as últimas bolachas em forma de árvore de natal como se fosse lixo gordurento. Depois de abrires um presente, nunca agradeces à pessoa que tu deu, a não ser que os teus pais te obriguem. Não dás prendas a ninguém, todavia, esperas um presente de cada membro da familia. Seu fedelho egoista.


No, I’m not going to leave you with coal this year. You’ll get your pile of meaningless objects, each item designed to stimulate temporary serotonin release. You’ll forget this note; I know you will because I’ve foreseen it. You’ll think, ‘What a funny prank someone played on me. Dad sure has a weird sense of humor.’ But I can weave the threads of human destiny into whatever forms I choose — a scarf, a hat, or even heartbreaking tragedy. You’ll receive your presents, oh yes, don’t worry about that. But the baby will be stillborn. And she’ll never love you. And your house will burn down. And your dreams will fizzle. You’ll want to die, but you’ll be too afraid to kill yourself. Only then, at the bitter end, will you remember my letter, the letter from Santa.
Merry Christmas

Não, não te vou deixar carvão este ano. Tu terás a tua pilha de objectos sem significado, cada item destinado a estimular temporariamente a libertação de seretonina no teu cerebrozinho de fedelho mimado. Esquecerás esta carta; EU sei que sim porque já o tinha previsto. Pensarás " Que partida engraçada que alguém me pregou. O papá certamente que tem um sentido de humor único". Mas, eu posso tecer os fios do destino humano nas formas que eu quiser - um lenço, um chapéu, ou uma tragédia de coração. Receberás os teus presentes, é claro, não te preocupes. Mas, ainda não viste nada. A tua criança está por nascer. a tua paixão não te amará e tu nunca o saberás. A tua casa irá arder e outras desgraças de que me irei lembrando com o tempo. A tua vida não será fácil e um dia, quando as coisas estiverem perto do amargo final, lembrar-te-às, só então, desta carta do teu querido,


Pai Natal.
Feliz Natal

INSPIRATION: THINGS THAT ANNOY ME TO DEATH! #13 People who have "IIT'S COMPLICATED" in their Facebook's status!

World’s relationship is really changing because of the internet. It’s a kind of thing that runs totally for our control. Not so many years ago things among two human beings were so simple and easy! Relationship’s status was only: Single, married, widowed, divorced. Some people were engaged but still single, others are single still in a civil union, others were married still separated, and these are the most complicated non-defined status existed… that’s it!


Today, if you go to the facebook relationship’s status you got really confused with some of the items like “It’s complicated”! Is this for real? My question is: Why would anyone in a legitimate relationship be like, “Oh my god! Everything is so confusing between us and we must let Facebook know!” Are they calling for help to the facebook’s free advices? It’s a kind of thing that let me thinking about because people recently developed the need to share everything about their lives, color of the daily underwear included.

I imagine that forbidden lovers are something belonging to the past, but now I realize that Romeo and Juliet are still alive, even if the Romeo is gay and Juliet is his best friend in love with the gay friend, or something like that. What I don’t understand is why this relevant information is appropriate to share with the world! I’m not a guesses’ person but I believe there is a lot of people which best joy in life is to guess other’s lives. So why feed that?

In the old times, in the pre- facebook era, to talk in public about our relationship was considered rude and hurtful. After a hard fight with our soul mate, we only talked about with our most (one or two) intimate friends. And that’s all! Because talking about other’s feelings and failures it was considered truly offensive and disrespectful. The internet has already crapped on the sanctity of a relationship in many ways. We already see too much of people’s most private moments. We’re always one click away from seeing our significant other’s lives before us. But “It’s complicated” is too much, I’m just saying!

For another hand, if “It’s complicated” is only for fun why didn’t facebook’s status options create a kind of “It’s simply” or “It’s breezy” or something positive! I rather prefer a kind of “extra, super duper complicated” graduation! Or instead a status’ situation like “We kind of hate each other but are to chicken to end” Yes, it would be funny!

I have a suggestion for a new facebook relationship’s status “We are betraying us” and this has nothing to do with another lover in your life but everything about betray trust and respect which are the basis of any relationship for much complicated it was. And if it isn’t complicated, believe me, there are good chances to facebook and internet in general had become great contributors to the complication of your love affair/crush/passion for life. So good luck with being complicated!

INSPIRATION: A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS

Men became better with age. It's not a fair game, is it?

Marc Jacobs by Annie Leibovitz for Vogue US January 2012

INSPIRATION OF THE DAY: HAHN-BIN

Passion is the genesis of the genius
- Tony Robbin

" Less than a year after graduating from Juilliard, Hahn-Bin made his debut at Carnegie Hall. And before that, there was his big premiere at the Grammy's at the age of 12. The latest from the violin prodigy is Till Dawn Sunday, a gender- and genre-defying recording. His effort to bring classical music to the pop masses won him riotous acclaim -- from even the most conservative connoisseurs. " 

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INSPIRATION: LA VIE EN NOIR

Photos by Mariano Vivanco for Muse Magazine Winter 2011/12

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