What did I learn again lately? That many people have become real lone fighters. I have the feeling that people get more and more concerned with themselves. There is…
The chances of going out randomly on a Tinder date and having a good time are equally the same of having an orgasm on a first date, bumping into the Gods, You don’t really expect it. Yawn, yawn, yawn. But it can happen.
There are many reasons why I miss the ‘90s. My life was the hardest it could get back them. I was being fed by mother, but then I was being fed by my grandmother, and my other grandmother, I used to run on Nintendo marathons with one of my best friends that is now having a baby. As in a child.
A brisk night dancing underneath golden chandeliers ends as you wander through the busy streets to the train station. It is late. A vibrant tune is still gently ringing in your ears. Your steps are light, joyous, and your mind is engaged in looking forward to the cosiness of your room.
Everything passes you kill time like you kill mosquitoes/ You lick your button red lips, when you’re young the whole world is turned on/ There’s a sweat of silver, impossible…
In search of wildlife Marisa Papen traveled to Congo with the legendary German photographer Uwe Ommer. What she found was incredible nature, like the dream she had as a kid, but…
Text and Model – Jasmine Alleva photography by Julia Trotti Hair and Make-up by Lidija Jevremovic read all chapters My welcome basket to a new place or a place that’s new…
It´s all about glamour in fashion, right? Well, not exactly. Anyone who has ever worked in fashion knows there are always two sides of a coin and we suddenly sometimes…
“When I’ve taken my first conscious nudes the other day I truly fell in love with my naked body for the first time in my life. Me and my body we had our moments before but nothing like this. I didn’t get naked to get confirmed or proof something to myself, what I do sometimes. I got naked only in front of myself.”
I’m worried I write better when depression has its hand gripping my throat; choking out words strung along into eloquent, pity-worthy sentences. Its easier to relate. We all feel like shit sometimes.
But right now, I don’t feel like shit, and alas – my writing suffers. It’s a menial, if not miniscule, price to pay for feeling what I’m feeling and better my writing suffers than, y’know… me.
If it’s true what they say, that being a good listener is a real skill, it’s also true that it takes a lot of effort to be a good talker: knowing when to pause, when to speak, and what words to use—how much to implicate the listener in your story, when to let them chime in and make them feel heard.
In less than three weeks, I’ll be gone. About 22 hours of flying separates me from my next destination, which is right where I started: Australia. Its difficult to believe I was there two years ago. The months seemed to have slipped by and come back again. I’m sure it is a different place now, but I’m a different person.
When I saw Nora Rosenberg for the first time, I felt, as though I already knew her. The Austin based nude model enchants with her super natural look, strong thoughts and…
Fehler machen gehört zum Leben. Sie machen uns erfahrener. Vorsichtiger. Stärker. Und schenken uns manchmal die eine oder andere unverhoffte Möglichkeit. Always hat sich hierzu Gedanken gemacht und ermutigt im neuesten…