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Blue Noise – Love Won’t Run Away

February 02, 2018

 

Umbra Studio

Director: Adrian Horobet

Stylist: Cristina Pavelescu

Make-up: Adina Vlad

Hair: Dionisie Lupu

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Alex Ciomârtan – FIX Me A Drink

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Minunata lume nouă

, 2018

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Celsius Magazine

Photographer: Mihai Bumbu

Stylist: Cristina Pavelescu

Make-up: Diana Ionescu

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Wear A Dress Or Stay Naked. Same

February 01, 2018

 

Wearing a dress, you gentlemen reading this, is something that most women rather than men get. But, man, you like a dress on a lady, I bet! The truth is us, ladies, love a dress on us ladies, just as much.

If you’re a man and you like dresses on yourself, also – man! – I feel you.

I have always been kinda boyish and let my hair do the girlish, yet sometimes a dress brings out the best in me. Just like love does. A dress could at times be the lover you have always dreamt of and fit you better than your favourite sweater. It is a words game and no piece of clothing is ever going to replace the lover, but a little bit of fun never hurt nobody and one has to wear something anyway.

Why not a dress today?

I love lovers and I love sweaters. But a dress sometimes… A dress that will stick with you through the whole day might be a reminder of the lover you want to have around with you. Obviously, it has to make you feel good just like any clothes or lovers ever have, it has to make you forget about everything else and make you want to dance.

At least on the inside.

That is why finding a dress that goes with one’s personality is so hard we almost always choose pants. I feel you, men! And, man, we do love pants, too! Holding us throughout the day, taking us places, facilitating stretching.

Dancer pose, hello.

And when the dress and the pants share chemistry and one wears them at the same time, I’m telling you, there’s something so fun in that chemistry that one feels like why dafaq did someone invent the word “impossible” anyway.

Impossible, you’re cool, you’re here to always remind us of the possibility of possible. Furthermore, not take for granted the possible in the impossible. I’m with you, but I stick with possible.

Moreover, the corduroy dark blue dress met the corduroy dark blue flares, but then they met the dark blue suede Nikes and they all together cuddled under the velvet dark blue sweatshirt that introduced them to the dark blue furry vest which pulled the millennial pink furry bag and we were all out. And about. Sounds like a cool you-not-only-want-to-touch gang, but a you-want-to-be-in kinda gang. It is and you would wanna, trust me.

I have told you before, dressing can be so fun! It will not make you a better person (though it might help, now that I think about it), but it just might be there with you when you feel like the best version of yourself. Metabolize that and then, oh well, get naked.

Huh!, said the pants underneath.

 

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Andrei Gheorghe – Camionetta, All I Care About Is Pizza

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Blue Noise – Love Won’t Run Away (Live Eurovision)

, 2018

 

Eurovision Contest

Blue Noise Band

Stylist Cristina Pavelescu

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, 2018

Celsius Magazine

Model: Cristiana Mitrea

Photographer: Mihai Bumbu

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Make-up: Dana Argesan

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Vanilla Culottes On A Sunny Winter Day

January 26, 2018

 

A sunny day on a winter day is not something I wish for, because all I wish for in winter is snow, yet a sunny day on a winter day is a good excuse to wear something that’s not for a what-we-all-call “winter day”. Presumably. The wool culottes are my something for today, at least.

I wonder what’s yours.

When I wake up on a winter day and I am not in the Caribbean or something, I get sometimes confused when seeing the sun in my bed. No offence, sun, you know better than anyone else I am much more of a heat kinda lover than cold kinda lover, yet the snow has some sort of magic one can only feel in winter. And I love magic. Snow. And it’s just for a couple of days a year as against to spring, summer and autumn which are around the whole year round somehow.

Anyway, the sky is blue, the grass is green and everything in between.

Yes, I know, winter feels like three seasons in one sometimes. It’s cold af even without snow and even with a whole lotta sun.

The sky is blue.

Vanilla. The city is vanilla.

As soon as the sun and I hugged in bed in the morning, I knew I wanted to wear the culottes. They screamed out of the closet they wanted out. I am not kidding.

I usually wear them with a simple turtleneck, but then the turtleneck was asleep and the zipped merino cardigan was blinking and holding tight to the jacket. The Nikes were already waiting by the door and that was that!

I wasn’t planning on making a piece out of this, but something throughout the day and the light in the afternoon convinced me to. There was also the friend I exchanged some fun jokes with and that was that again, we were out taking pictures.

Now that was that!

I only stood still for his Optimef watch pictures.

For mine, I just enjoyed the empty holiday-bank streets and used the Instant filter because this was instant af. The streets were so empty, it was like it was our own playground. The couple of minutes we took the shots felt like playing. Like what playing feels like as we grow up. It’s kinda the same as when we were kids, only more fun. We get to feel more. Or maybe we feel just as much, only now we like to make connections.

However, let’s all praise the universe for keep doing some kind of magic that makes us feel just like back in the days. Only now it’s called work.

Not snow. You with me?

I didn’t get to tell him this that day – we were too busy making fun – I only looked at the whole thing, smiled and thought to myself: wow, we get to do whatever it is we want to in a city that felt like ours for a couple of minutes. No one else, but us in it.

But I am saying it now. Wow.

Hey, you!

The sun was our witness on that winter afternoon. The movie we saw after, also. Apparently, they’re friends. The sun and the cinema.

The jogging I did back to the car from the cinema, uh! I knew why I wanted to wear sneakers on the day. I also knew why I were the culottes. Sneakers and culottes seem to be friends as well.

Yoo-hoo, to friendship!
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Jack Antonoff Is One Of Us Believers

January 18, 2018

 

You just want to find that one song that really touches you. When you do, you have a split second of release. It’s insanely competitive and ambitious, so much to the point that it drives you a little crazy, but the trick is to stay only competitive with yourself, because nothing else matters. I just know that if you let yourself be inspired by others and stay really competitive with yourself, there’s a lot you can discover.

It is very rare that I can not take my eyes off of a man rather than of a woman. I know, I feel you. Jack Antonoff caught them – the eyes – after he managed to caught my ears one Friday evening over home cleaning and MTV LIVE playing in the background.

Chemistry. You can not put up with that no matter who catches what. Or who. What?

Someone must be having fun writing in the stars.

I was peacefully wiping the shelves and everything prior to simply turning on the tv on MTV, holding on to that LIVE near that MTV sign. Somewhere in that very distant thought, I wished for that LIVE to represent the ***LIVE*** I am always craving for. But you know, I continued the wiping and everything. ***Oh yeah!***

It is just recently that I came across the channel and now I want the sweatshirt with the funky MTV sticker on. Back in my mind – that is – because I never bought it in the end, considering myself a VH1 (until a couple of years ago when it started to get nasty) chick post being an MTV one.

But that LIVE, man…

And that man. Haha.

It was long before me finding out about him being – back in the days – Lena Dunham’s boyfriend. And I liked Girls, so I like Lena. Nevertheless, it is Jack that got me writing this now. Or him being a song writer and producer for Lorde, or Pink, or Taylor Swift.

It’s the style and I don’t even mean clothing. Yet! It matters, too.

But what do I mean, right?

It is this performance that made me turn my head towards the tv.

…After minutes of just listening without looking while overthinking everything, basically, while cleaning. On a Friday evening. I know. It was already dark outside. What? Well, it’s that. Moment of the day when it feels right sometimes.

I didn’t know what was on MTV LIVE when I turned it on. I just saw LIVE and I just saw UNPLUGGED and I knew. But little did I know then though.

I heard his voice at first. Clean. No muss, no fuss. It was somewhere in another very distant thought you don’t pay attention to at first. But then he sang. The band played. The audience intervened and suddenly I wished I were there. I stopped from cleaning and listened and sang and, most importantly, danced.

Slowly nodding.

Coincidence or not, the name of the band Jack Antonoff is the front man, writer and producer of is Bleachers. And I was cleaning my new, very me home.

The stars.

So, Jack Antonoff is someone I randomly heard on MTV LIVE, the channel I bumped into and threw a party for it in my soul for it is the channel that presumably airs live shows ***oh yeaaah!*** and glimpsed towards. I sat and not only listened and nodded, but also watched and instantly wanted to hug. Wanted to be friends with.

Little did I know then yet again. While writing this and being super excited about it and not being sure whether to look at the fireworks inside or at the words being typed outside, at some point, everything around froze. It was when Jack talked and it felt like he was literally talking to my mind and I knew I needed to be fully present.

This is not a groupie speaking. It’s just that when I really like someone, I tend to fall in love. The people I’m most concerned about are the people that are paying attention. That’s all that matters. Precisely these are the people I like. Love. I want to know more through their art, at first, obviously, but then through interviews also or talks in my living room (haha). Fun, genuine talks. Real, imaginary.

Raw.

The process is exactly the same. So that’s why I don’t like to be in really big studios; I like to be in a home studio or the hotel on tour. And to be honest, nothing I did had any team involved. I made my records at home. The Lorde and St. Vincent and Taylor and Pink were just made with the artists. There were no focus groups, no test audience. If I had the same year and less people noticed it, I would still feel pretty great about those albums. I love those albums. They mean a lot to me, and I loved making them. There’s no need to change that. There’s no better way to do it. There’s no first class of writing.

Rollercoaster.

The only way to make someone invest emotions into any kind of art is to succeed in understanding that something that felt so not understandable by that someone.

Then I later on read in an interview:

It’s like your first panic attack. The first time you get a panic attack, most people think they’re literally having a stroke or a heart attack. They think they’re dying because they’ve never felt that way before. Whereas no one remembers the first time their knee hurt, because who gives a shit? So, I think that is the feeling of having interesting collaborative relationships that work. You find another person that understands this thing that you feel is not understandable. That’s also the feeling, to be honest, when one person or a billion people like or connect with a song you wrote. You get this moment of clarity that makes the world feel a little more connected. 

You find another person that understands this thing that you feel is not understandable.

Mm, just like in life.

Then I later on saw this another live act and did my yoga routine on. Am I weird? Guess so.

– Hands in the air –

I only have a problem when the mainstream assumes that we’re stupid. So, if you hear a song or watch a TV show that you think is stupid, I think, essentially, you feel bad because the creator of that thought you are stupid. […] But then when Daft Punk and Nile Rogers or Pharrell is on the radio and it sounds amazing and it’s a brilliant song we love hearing it at the airport because it makes us feel smart, because we are smart!

– Hands in the air –

Then it’s his discussion on shorts and since this is a website that started out of passion for fashion (a.k.a. style in OZ), this is the passion for fashion this websites salutes. The one you dug deeper for.

Passion, basically.

The audience is getting actually more than they bargained for. It’s a gift!

It’s passion.

The only way to master this is by totally being yourself. In every effing way. Otherwise, clothes are just clothes and fashion is just for the sake of fashionistas, but the eyes, chico, they never lie.

I never wrote songs because people wanted me to write songs or because the world said I was great at writing songs. I wrote songs because I felt like I had to say something and see if anyone else felt that way. When I started writing songs, it was for two friends. The feeling of playing a song for two friends and them saying, “Oh, I know what you’re talking about” is the same feeling as when the entire internet says, “I know what you’re talking about!”

Same.

Art (and love) is when you do your thing and forget about everything else. Get lost. Be free.

Art and business, just like love and fear really have nothing to do with each other. You can not make art because it’s good for business, you can not truly love when you you’re afraid. You can make the thing you’re excited about, you can be with the one that excites you. That’s the only way to be fair to people who are not only investing money, but also emotions into your art. That’s the only way to be fair to the one you love and loves you back.

I can only make the records I’m inspired to make, because if I’m not inspired to work on it and I work on it, why the fuck should anyone care? If I don’t care, why the fuck should anyone care?

Same.

If you want to just listen (when cleaning up, hooray!) here’s the link for the whole Unplugged gig (in case you’re just as weird as I am and have your own Youtube party whenever you feel like; do you want to meet?):

In the end, what matters most is to be with someone who loves like you do. Smiles freely when feeling or thinking of it.

Things shift and I think it’s an exciting opportunity to dig even deeper. 

One thing leads to another, so all you have to do is wish and honestly work for. This is how I discovered NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert.

 

Of course I finished up the cleaning sometime at night on that Friday. Enthusiastically.

 

PS: Watch out, a Friday is always just around the corner.

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The 2018 Golden Globes – The Things That Made The 75th Awards Go Down In History

January 12, 2018

 

The Golden Globes are long gone – a couple of days and we all know how nowadays everything that passes is so passé – yet the news deriving from the #goldenglobes2018 just won’t stop deriving.

The #goldenglobes versus #timesup.

The latter hashtag that seemed just like a ticking bomb prior to the ceremony was finally outrun by yet another hashtag that will stick with us for two years the least. Ladies and gentlemen, the world (a. k. a. the media or a. k. a. the illuminati lol or a. k. a. Beyoncé) gives us #oprah2020.

Man, the power hashtags have come to achieve! I wonder if hashtags had ever even thought of it as ever possible. The same question mark could come next to Oprah, too. The Oprah. And, they say, it all started with her speech at the Golden Globes upon winning The Cecil B. de Mille award.

Speaking your truth is the most powerful thing we all have! 

Oh yeah!

***Viola Davis 👇🏻 – uh! – hotter than ever or is it just me? Other than that, kids listening to their mom giving a speech that started to pave the way towards presidency or so #oprah2020 says.***

For now, let’s get back to the timesup hashtag. It was everywhere, starting with the red carpet and ending with the… Not ending still. It is continuously deriving from everywhere. Remember Flubber? Same.

Natalie Portman put it like no other, though. Twice.

First 👉🏻 you know the face of the human being that is about to say something stingy? 👇🏻

Second 👇🏻

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So there’s the #timesup speeches on one hand. On the other hand, a whole new view arose.

100 French female writers, performers and academics who wrote an open letter deploring the wave of ‘denunciations’ that followed claims Hollywood producer Harvey Weinstein raped and sexually assaulted women over decades. The women claimed that the ‘witch-hunt’ that has followed the accusations now threatens sexual freedom.

At the end of the day, each and every one of us chooses to believe in whatever we feel like and, therefore, it all comes down to each and every one of us fighting for a better, for a beautiful world in whatever way we can. Everyday.

Nevertheless, the Golden Globes red carpet is not the magic carpet we can all walk in our living rooms on, but we can, however, enjoy watching it. Better yet, the ones walking on it. Ha. Haha. Muhaha!

The 75th Golden Globes will go down in history as the moment the whole globe started to think about the possibility of Oprah becoming the first female president of the USA or as the moment everyone on the red carpet wore black. Same.

Through clothes only a revolution started and this is how clothes are never just clothes.

Live from the red carpet has become as important as the awards show itself.

Moreover, the interviews on the red carpet have become as important as the gowns. Observing the dynamic, the character, the smile, the light or the absence of it has become as interesting as finding out who the winners are.

It’s way rawer than the actual show.

Or is it just me? Roar, roar.

You know? 👆🏻

But then 👇🏻

The things people can not hide, but wish they could 👆🏻🙈. And this is a fan speaking.

But then there’s trust and the host of the night 👇🏻

Ease, freedom and style 👇🏻🤗

Fun 👇🏻  as long as… Guys don’t pluck your eyebrows, jees! Dave 👇🏻

And as long as you’re kind whenever, wherever with whomever even upon winning the Golden Globe for best actor in a Musical or Comedy for The Disaster Artist. Or especially then. James 👇🏻

***followed by a eeewwwrrr sound of the wrong button***

The Los Angeles Times spoke to Wiseau after the show, and it turns out his speech wouldn’t have been all that different from the sentiments he expresses at every live screening of his movie: “If a lot of people loved each other, the world would be a better place to live. See The Room, have fun, and enjoy life. The American Dream is alive, and it’s real.”

Good thing we all have Penélope to show us all how it’s done from getting out of the car till the red carpet. With love, grace and human vibes 👇🏻✌🏻

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzZPJS05KmM

And Claire Foy having us all fall for her over and over again 👇🏻

Zoë Kravitz for being candy, starring in Big Little Lies and remind us all of Lenny Kravitz and Lisa Bonet. And their love. Let love rule, hello!

Now. ***Drums!*** Jean-Marc Vallée. ***Drums again!*** Big Little Lies.

Nicole Kidman 🙌🏻.

Not everybody’s perfect, though. No one, actually, is and that’s the beauty of it all and I am sure, somewhere in the silver linings, there must be one below. Somewhere. 🤷🏼‍♀️

Here 👇🏻

 

Oh, the winners of the 75th Golden Globes are:

 

Best Motion Picture, Drama:

Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri

Best Motion Picture, Comedy or Musical:

Lady Bird

Best Director of a Motion Picture:

Guillermo Del Toro, The Shape of Water

Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture, Drama:

Gary Oldman, Darkest Hour

Best Performance by an Actress in a Motion Picture, Drama:

Frances McDormand, Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri

Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture, Comedy or Musical:

James Franco, The Disaster Artist

Best Performance by an Actress in a Motion Picture, Comedy or Musical:

Saoirse Ronan, Lady Bird

Best Performance by an Actor in a Supporting Role in a Motion Picture:

Sam Rockwell, Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri

Best Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role in a Motion Picture:

Alison Janney, I, Tonya

Best Screenplay:

Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri

Best Original Score:

Alexander Desplat, The Shape of Water

Best Animated Feature:

Coco

Best Foreign Language Film:

In the Fade

Best Original Song:

This Is Me, The Greatest Showman

Best TV Series, Drama:

The Handmaid’s Tale

Best TV Series, Comedy or Musical:

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

Best Limited Series or TV Movie:

Big Little Lies

Best Performance by an Actor in a Television Series, Drama:

Sterling K Brown, This Is Us

Best Performance by an Actress in a Television Series, Drama:

Elisabeth Moss, The Handmaid’s Tale

Best Performance by an Actor in a Television Series, Comedy or Musical:

Aziz Ansari, Master of None

Best Performance by an Actress in a Television Series, Comedy or Musical:

Rachel Brosnahan, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

Best Supporting Actress in a Series, Limited Series or TV Movie:

Laura Dern, Big Little Lies

Best Supporting Actor in a Series, Limited Series or TV Movie:

Alexander Skarsgard, Big Little Lies

Best Performance by an Actor in a Limited Series or TV Movie:

Ewan McGregor, Fargo

Best Actress, Limited Series or Television Movie:

Nicole Kidman, Big Little Lies

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L’Oreal – Maybelline

January 02, 2018

 

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L’Oreal

McCann Erickson

Studioset Production

Stylist Cristina Pavelescu

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