…and their impact on me.

North-American singer Josh Ritter has a beautiful song called “Change of Time”, of which I only know about because it was played in an episode of one of my favorite TV shows, The Blacklist. I was on the verge of tears when I heard it the first time. Continue reading “…and their impact on me.”

Two sides of the river

I am afraid. I wonder if you can see that. Sometimes, when the night is dark and I am alone, the fear comes and covers me like a shabby old blanket that I never wanted. Others, it manifests itself like a pill that got stuck in my throat and now scratches the esophagus, brings tears to the eyes and provokes such suffocating desperation that I become aggressive and defensive – towards you and anyone else who dares to be curious. Continue reading “Two sides of the river”

Gloria Steinem and My Life on The Road

Emma Watson is one of the women I admire the most. Like, in the whole planet. She found a way to live her passion, which is acting, since she was a child. Then, with what must have been a crazy schedule of filming and studying, she managed to graduate in English Literature at Brown University. Then she was appointed as a UN Women Goodwill Ambassador and launched the HeForShe campaign. She represents more or less what I aim to achieve in my life: success doing what I love, work with something that helps the world, and all of that while being stylish and well dressed. Continue reading “Gloria Steinem and My Life on The Road”

Bruxelles, je t’adore

As I heard the news about the Brussels chaotic situation on the 22nd of March, I felt a mixture of dread with disappointment. Something like: “I had figured this would happen eventually, but I wish it hadn’t.” Continue reading “Bruxelles, je t’adore”

The truthfulness of your feelings

I recently went through a breakup and it got me thinking about the truthfulness of our feelings. I was so sure that I was in love with him. Not all the way (it was too short for me to fall all the way), but I was convinced I was on the right track and that I cared more about him at that stage than I ever did about a man outside my family. Continue reading “The truthfulness of your feelings”