Carpe Diem

Translated from Latin as ‘Seize the day’, this phrase is used to urge someone to make the most of the present time, giving little or no thought to the future. It is meant as a warning for us simple humans. It reminds us that the only sure thing in this world is what lies in front of us and we better take advantage of it because we never know when the opportunity clock will stop ticking.

I am a firm believer. I believe you should take the job even if it means moving to another country. I believe you should go out tonight to spend more time with your friend that’s visiting, even if you have an important meeting tomorrow morning. I believe you should talk to the guy in the bar. I believe you should let yourself fall in love even if he happens to leave a week from tomorrow. I believe you should take a leap of faith even if it makes no sense.

I’m not known for being the most rational person. For 4 years I dated someone who lived 5 hours ahead of me. I moved to a different continent where they spoke a foreign language, without a clue of what I was going to do. I bought a plane ticket to Sicily with no plans once I landed. I moved to New York without a job. I completely fell for a guy who I knew was no good.

Oh Carpe Diem, a simple and short phrase I love, with long lasting implications I (don’t entirely) hate. Yes, ‘Carpe Diem’ believers tend to make more mistakes than non-believers, they also tend to get hurt more often, and probably fear for their lives more times in a year than non-believers do in a lifetime. But without all the mistakes I’ve made I would have no stories to tell, I would have nothing to look back to and laugh.  If I were scared of getting hurt I wouldn’t have fallen and I would’ve never learnt how to heal. If I had let the fear for the unknown win I wouldn’t have ever experienced if it’s really that scary or not: to learn a new language, to travel alone, to start over, to depend on others, to get a broken heart. And believe me, you always think it’s scarier than it actually turns out to be!

So even though today I write with great disappointment in my heart, I invite you to seize the moment… If I hadn’t done so, this would’ve been my second year firmly believing that the perfect guy does not exist.

(He does, maybe he just doesn’t live where you do…)

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By the end of today…

It’s been almost 2 years since I first saw this video by digital creatives Crush + Lovely. However, I still love what they’ve managed to do with a camera and a simple question. It’s amazing how something as simple can spark such feelings from people; feelings that might be invisible to the hustle and bustle of a typical metropolis, but will always be there.

Every time I watch it, it evokes completely different feelings. When I’m abroad it makes me feel hopelessly homesick. But now that I’m home and I’m desperately seeking to go somewhere refreshing, it makes me think of how ungrateful I am.

Oh aren’t we ungrateful. And you know we all are. You know that no matter what, the grass will always be greener on the other side.

Perhaps by the end of the day I don’t want to have my dream job… or perhaps tomorrow I wouldn’t want to wake up in London, or Rome… could you imagine if by the end of the day I would appreciate what I have, and go to bed wishing I wouldn’t wake up anywhere but in my bed… now that would be refreshing… at least for now, at least for the day.

I leave you to it.

In some corner between Brooklyn and London. Thinking about what would you wish to happen by the end of the day.

And tomorrow? Where would you like to wake up?

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Origami Jewelry

I love Pegasus!

While the art of intricately folding paper into geometric figures and animals dates back to the 17th century, it wasn’t until a couple of years ago, that a Parisian duo decided to combine metals such as silver and gold for their pieces to endure daily wear.

Designed in Paris, and manufactured in Japan, designers Claire and Arnaud provide us with a certain authenticity that other brands lack. Each piece is made in sterling silver, but various collections can be found to display gunmetal, gold, and colorful resins.

To view more styles and find a stockist near you visit their website

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Mansome: It’s more than plain handsome

What does it mean to be a handsome man?

In Italy, some of the most chauvinistic men don’t like body hair, and take extreme care of their grooming and looks. In other places it is the opposite. Men display their disheveled looks with beards and mustaches, the latter usually carefully arranged, in order to display their masculinity. Or are they trying to compensate for their lack of such?

What does it take to be handsome, while still being masculine?

Leave it to Hollywood director Morgan Spurlock to make a hilarious documentary about being a man with the help of Zach Galifianakis, Jason Bateman and Paul Rudd. is part of the Tribeca Film Festival

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Carmen by Lana

Lana del Rey.

As I watched her new music video, my emotions came to a pause. I felt nothing for Carmen, the subject of her song, but I started to fall for Lana. She somehow made me feel indifferent, which in turn made me feel sad.

The video is subtly beautiful, like her. Like an old collection of photos found by chance, in the streets of New York City.

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Jack Johnson Mondays

This guy. He helps me go through the week with a smile on my face.

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Lost in Translation

Dating. I believe in the Old Latin, chauvinistic way of dating. It’s romantic, it’s simple, and it leaves no room for interpretation. Boy meets girl, they lock eyes, he approaches her with a smart witty comment, perhaps makes her laugh, and keeps her interested enough to want to know more about him. He asks for her phone number, and boom! it’s a sealed deal.

Apparently not.

I would love for someone to explain why on Earth a guy would approach a girl, have a chat, ask for her phone number, and never call. You see, in my ideal world of dating, a guy would never ask a girl for her number unless he was interested. I believe that approaching someone is pretty intimidating, so why would anyone go through the thought of rejection if they weren’t truly interested. And if she, on the other hand, gives him her phone number it’s clearly because she must be interested. At least that’s the way I see it. It’s plain and simple so what is wrong with you, New York?

So back to the title.

Lately I’ve been criticized for being too… how do you say… difficult. Apparently, the above description of a first move is too idealistic and unreal for this city. So, I’ve decided to take some initiative. This is how it went:

The ‘too bad’, was my way of saying ‘I’m over this’. Make a little effort, ask one of your Latin friends what it means, or at least use Google translate… I wish things would’ve ended there and then. However, he decided to respond in his language with “You’re right maybe we should continue in Danish”  so I thought it wasn’t all lost. I proceeded to use Google translate to reply. However, by the time he continued in English our conversation had veered and I was lost.

It took him one hour to reply to my English version. Which makes this, two of the most painful hours in my life. They made me acknowledge that the reason why I believe in the Old Latin way of dating is because I can’t handle rejection. I wasn’t built to, so good luck to all of you,  there is no way I am ever contacting a guy again.

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Wish you were here? Wish I was there…

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but lately I haven’t been in the mood to write at all. I am certain that the reason for this lies in my talking too much. Perhaps if I stopped having such good friends that listen to my ramblings, I would be able to do so online.

I’ll take the easy way out and leave you with a music video from Los Amigos Invisibles, a Venezuelan band that mixes funk, disco, Latin rhythms, and all the good stuff that vocalizes exactly how I’m feeling without me having to make an effort.

PS If you live in NYC. Come see them live on March 9th! Tickets here.

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Heartbreak Central

Songs. They can make your day or break it. They transport you to happy places, sad places, vacations, relationships, last Friday night’s events… Songs make emotions enduring and timeless. So on this Valentine’s Day, even though I’m a very happy camper I feel like sharing Adele. I know. We all know her and we’ve had our fair share of her but she just won a ton of awards at the Grammys, and she’s more gorgeous than ever. Let’s just add to the equation that no one tops her at pulling heart strings. I’ve seen people crying over her songs at karaoke bars. Seriously.

I leave you with one of my favorite songs from her album 21. It made me teary eyed the first time… It gave me chills every single time after.


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Love is…

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it is not dishonest or self-seeking and definitely not easily angered. Real love keeps no record of wrongs, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres…

Love… Don’t we all wish it was that easy to find? Finding that perfect love is worse than trying to find a needle in a haystack. So since Valentine’s is coming up, I choose to believe what the shadow of a Lower East Side window displayed: Love is lame.
But for those of you who have a Valentine, I wish you a full year of love and passion. It would be sad if it was just a day of it.

And if you need a gift… here’s a hint.

Available at Chad Silver’s pop-up shop on 55 Clinton or online at

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Better than a Postcard

Stuff like this makes my Mondays… Looking forward to the benefits of being a hard-worker!

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Dr Seuss, meet Burning Man

If you didn’t think Dr. Seuss could ever become more bizarre, watch this excellent interpretation of the book “Oh, the places you’ll go” by Ted Saunders.

Burning Man.

Ted Sanders.

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