Meet me in Euston because I miss you now?

Normalcy isn't her word

What am I supposed to say about Tilda? She is the woman that every girl secretly wants to be: she's a great commercial actress with series of avant-garde movies, dressed by avant-garde designers all the while blessed with the kind of other-worldly beauty so rare that makes her look like an alien. You can tell that you know her from as the icy queen from Narnia, or you might as well be fooled to believe her as a blonde European woman from Russia who speaks and dressed a la Italian in Io Sono L'amore, but who she really is, is a woman with a degree from Cambridge who leads a pretty distinct life you wouldn't understand it at first. She might look so pale it's like seeing a dead body, and maybe she is so weird it's hard to guess why she does what she's doing, but that's what happens to artists; whatever they do, they do it for the sake of art. If Florence Welch is the love child between music and fashion, then if fashion has a mistress called movie, their love child would be named Tilda Swinton. I just love the way she dressed, the way she speaks and carries herself to the public, and most of all the projects she chose... It's hard to label her whether commercial or avant-garde. It's so hard to describe Tilda Swinton.

The myths are true

When I was younger, I was told that the world is a scary place. I was told that prince charming doesn’t live here, and I was told that the bad people have the nicest face. I was told that the best people live in the underground, and I was told that nothing comes for free. There is always a price to pay, and I was told that life is hard; if it’s not, it’s not the truth. But then, I was told that I gotta be harder than how hard the real world is. I was told that if the world is a dirty place, then play dirty--but always use the antiseptic. I was told that if someone act like a bitch, I gotta let them know that they are actually facing their queen. I was told that I gotta be stronger than a lioness. I was told that the world is an enormous stage and it’s a masquerade party we’re living in. And my only regret was, I’m sorry the myths are true.

the boy with the freckles oh so perfect

Meet Eddie Redmayne from London. Burberry model slash avant-garde turn commercial actor slash Old Etonian.

Who's the boy you like the most?

Lost in Translation

I wanna go back to the time when everything was meant to be perfect. When having crushes couldn't hurt so much—and fun, in fact. When having cliques was quiet understandable (because let's face it, not everyone can have the same vision, the same personality, the same sense of humor... the same thought). When frenemies aren't so fond of making schemes among each other. When the only thing girls learn from Blair Waldorf was the ladylike style, not so much with personality. When going to parties every weekend is the best reason to dress up and looking pretty. When I get to enjoy chic evenings with dessert in a cool place while reading my favorite magazine with the people I really like without feeling like such a cliché. When loving something that's not commercial was not called 'hipster'. When people haven't changed my perspective towards luxury and the stuffs I genuinely love. When shopping was so interesting, more than stalking your crush's Facebook account. When GPA were merely three strange letters no one cares about. When no one gives a fuck about career. About future. Or when I don't feel so tired at weekends. When my eyes don't look so bleary all the time because I miss my old life.

I can't remember the last time I feel that way.

Pardon My French

Such a teenager that I am, I'm sorry for being rather rude and offensive lately. I'm sorry for making you hear my French, I didn't mean to make your life seem like a sexless, potless and therefore lame, episode of Skins. I'm so sorry. You were right. Hate in my heart is gonna consume me too. And the cure to hate is probably... growing up, and realizing that not everything will work out the way I want it to be, that such a happy, smooth life was just a theory, because I read too many fairy tales and watch too many romantic comedies. Short story, I've been such a fool for believing in genuine lies. So thank you for sticking up with me. I love you, perhaps bigger than how much you love me.

Sometimes you can't make it on your own

In reference to the infamous David Nicholls' book-to-movie One Day, I'm just going to say that somehow I strongly believe that I will understand what it feels like to be Emma Morley. I might don't have my own Dexter Mayhew now, and I probably still won't find him until my 23rd year of age, but I just somehow think that it's really possible to feel what she feels. I mean, I think one day we're all going to realize that there will be someone with whom we will never lose feelings for despite all the differences and after all the thick and thin. It is possible that maybe the common thing we had is just that we're mad about each other and nothing else. I think some of us will have to wake up one day knowing that we've committed to the wrong person, and maybe we'd known about it all along but there's just nothing that we can do. I mean, life is that bitter sometimes.

Everybody’s growing up, having kids and paying rent

Who doesn't want a bit of a summer wedding? Well, here goes my top 5...

1. Prince William - Kate Middleton

I know it's not exactly a summer wedding, but, bitch please. They're royals. Of course they chose April 29th on purpose. They wanted to be the pioneer of all the summer-y weddings!

2. Jamie Hince - Kate Moss

Another Kate, another beautiful wedding story to tell. From the rehearsal dinner to the big nuptial, it's perfect. That's the Kate Moss we love.

3. Kris Humphries - Kim Kardashian

Busty Armenian babes overload! Not so beautiful but this one has to make the list as I'm a new fan of Keeping Up With The Kardashians. No, seriously. It's fun and an even better guilty pleasure than McDonalds. Yep, there goes the amazing philistine in me.

4. Thomas Mars - Sofia Coppola

Hands down. Nobody can be more effortlessly flawless than these two. I mean, really.

5. Mark Ronson - Josephine de la Baume

OKAY SO THIS IS THE REASON WHY WE HAVE FIVE AND WHY WE HAVE THIS POST. THIS ONE IS SO GODDAMN HEARTBREAKING AND SO FUCKING UNEXPECTED. I KNOW THEY'RE ENGAGED AND ONCE HE WAS ENGAGED TO RASHIDA JONES TOO BUT COME ON. I THOUGHT HE'S THE GEORGE CLOONEY OF THE COOLS. I THOUGHT HE'S THE KIND OF GUY WHO WOULD SAY "NOT FOR ME" WHEN THEY ASK HIM ABOUT MARRIAGE. OKAY, ENOUGH. IT MUST BE A BEAUTIFUL PROVENCE WEDDING WITH THE BRIDE WEARING SOME ZAC POSEN GOWN THAT DOESN'T LOOK EXACTLY ELEGANT (WELL, ELEGANT ISN'T EXACTLY WHAT WE EXPECT FROM THESE TWO ANYWAY) AND THOUGH, AS THEY SAY, THE GROOM ALMOST OUTSHONE THE BRIDE (WELL DONE, MARK) AU REVOIR THE COOLEST JEW EVER. WELL, GOOD TO KNOW MARK'S NOT SOME JERK, ANYWAY. MAZEL TOV, RONSON!

I think second chance is overrated. They say everybody deserves a second chance... but really, someone who said that, is definitely someone who did wrong and therefore they want people to give them a second chance, like a former crime, maybe. From my personal experiences, I don't know, perhaps I always put myself as the good cop and someone else as the bad cop, but seriously, it's actually giving the second chance that's really hard. I know scars heal, but it takes time, and what if it doesn't heal? What if my heart experiences something like diabetes and therefore the scars can't heal? What if the hurt was so, so, so bad that it broke people's heart beyond repair? Yes, everybody deserves a second chance, everybody deserves to start over from clean sheets and start build everything from scratch, but doesn't someone else deserve not to give that so called second chance? Second chances are just people's excuse to blow the first one, and it's not healthy for the other person who's left hurt because what are the chances that they won't stumble upon another mistake? People make mistake everyday, fellas. Deal with it.

The Princess of Cool Married Wolfgang Amadeus Mars

Congratulations Sofia Coppola and Thomas Mars. Now go back to work and make some more beautiful movie and music. Go Somewhere and be Lisztomanic. Thank you for making coolness defined.