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Designing a Happy Home [Part II]


Update of: On the Hunt (for the Perfect Apartment) [Part I]

Life doesn’t prepare us for most of the things we have to face throughout growing up and becoming an educated, distinguished, stylish, self-confident, reliable and independent adult. Not just to fit into this society where we have to find our special place but also to satisfy a feeling deep inside of us. The feeling of searching for who you really are and developing this special character and of course, relationship to oneself as well as proving to ourselves that we can stand alone, make it all by ourselves and be great at everything we do. Because if you live this life with grace, class and attitude you can rock it! And that is what I tend to do – keep on rocking this life and living it with all my heart and love and dedication.

the perfect couch

So I sit here with my dinner, a glass of red wine (haven’t had a glass of wine in three months!), Sex and the City: The Movie 2 being deeply occupied with thoughts of furniture and decorating. I am moving next week – well not moving but starting to by decorating the apartment I am renting starting Monday. I am getting the vibe of a lot of different emotions right now – there is a part of great excitement and curiosity as well as a bit of a weird feeling for knowing that starting on Monday it will be just me wherever I look. BUT the deepest and most frightening thought is related to my furniture if I can speak honestly. And let’s face it – this is my blog and here I fucking do what I want. That is why you love me, don’t you?

Sex and the City Bed

Today I went furniture pre-shopping hunting for the perfect couch to be the center space of my living room and the perfect bed which is going to be the heart piece of my bedroom. So there I was at Leiner GmbH looking all over the place for something architectural, classy, sophisticated, pure and highly geometrical. I read in a very good book (Designs for a Happy Home by Matthew Reynolds) that ‘a sofa can be a bit like a boat. [...] You can curl up in it and drift away: reading, or talking to someone who is also curled up in it, or simply dozing off to sleep.’ Throughout my phases of growing up trying to find my place (which I still haven’t quite figured out to be purely sincere with you) I have always been moving around but this time it will be the very first time to have a place just for myself where I have the say in all the furniture, where I pay the rent and the gas bills, where I do the grocery shopping (okay – I will try to trade Burberry shopping for grocery shopping. That is all I can do. Try.) and where I can come home and somedays just do not have to talk to someone and be quietly listening to music, or sitting down keeping on working, or enjoying a glass of Bombay Sapphire Gin with ice and a slice of lemon.

Couch

At least that is what I am looking for but from signing the rental contract on Monday to pre-purchasing (the sequel) on Wednesday and purchasing furniture on Friday and/or Saturday and moving in are entire Gucci collections. So all I have to do is work myself through leather pants and Gucci blouses until I finally have the perfect couch and perfect bed to work around the decoration act.

Wish me luck. And you should know, there is definitely a part III to come upon you. Be prepared.

XOXO

Mr.StrictlyIntimate

Here’s Comes the Summer Sun!


Thinking about things to write about, tell you about, share little secrets about I thought it would be wiser to advise you to get the hell outside – enjoying the summer sun with some friends and a glass of Bombay Sapphire Gin with some ice and a lot of secrets shared and stories told and gossip spilt. Don’t forget your Gucci Sunglasses, your summer fragrance (Vera Wang for Men) and you brown alligator tote bag.

Three Songs my Personal Summer Day:

Miley Cyrus – Party in the U.S.A.

Miley Cyrus Party In the U.S.A.

Texas – Summer Son

Texas Summer Son

Emma Bunton – What Took You So Long?

Emma Bunton What Took You So Long?

Enjoy the Summer Sun!

XOXO

Mr.StrictlyIntimate

25 Days of 28 Days Sugar Cleanse

P.S. 26 Days of my 28 Days Sugar Cleanse are done at Midnight – so two more days to go and I have really made it through. I feel great about myself – my skin is better, I feel fitter and yes, I would recommend everyone to try it out once. You won’t believe where one finds sugar hidden.

Walking Disaster.


Kelly Clarkson - Stronger

In life there are certain days that just try to pull you down. Today sucked. I don’t know how and I don’t know why but I just did not feel my fabulous self. So I was at the office and all of a sudden I couldn’t breathe and I felt really weird and bad and horrible and outside the sun was shining and all I was able to think about was one thing, “I have to get out of here!” And so I took off. Because sometimes you can. And sometimes you just have to! The best decision for this day. I just needed the break. The sun. The fresh air prickling on my skin.

I took my Petar Petrov silk jacket, put on my Gucci Shades and left the building to take a walk. To breathe. To calm down. To get back to myself and to fucking get my own act together. Sometimes you’ve just got to leave the fight in order to win it. In order to be the strong one in the end. In order to win. In order to be the one who remains standing when all battling is done. But sometimes you can’t win because of the stress pressing down on you and even if you fight there is nothing you can do because of a whole load of double standards going on around you. And in this moment there is only one song that can help you! Turn it up loud as I did. Jump around in your flat singing to it as loud as possible. Scream to get rid of all the anger. AND even if you are a walking disaster – look around you! You aren’t the only one who is but you know you can be a walking disaster in one moment and fabulously amazing in the next!

Kelly Clarkson – You Can’t Win
(Album: Stronger)

If you go, they’ll say you’re following
If you don’t, then you’re too good for them
If you smile, you must be ignorant
If you don’t, what’s your problem?

If you’re down, so ungrateful
And if you’re happy, why so selfish?
And, you can’t win
No, you can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster
Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line, oh
You can’t win, no

If you’re thin, poor little walking disease
If you’re not, they’re all screaming obese
If you’re straight, why aren’t you married yet?
If you’re gay, why aren’t you waving a flag?

If it’s wrong, you’re knowing it
If it’s right, you’ll always miss
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster
Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line, oh
You can’t win, no

And you try, you try so hard
But it’s wearing on your heart
And you play, you play the game

But you pay, you pay for it
You can’t win, no
You can’t win no

If you speak, you’ll only piss ‘em off
If you don’t, you’re another robot
If you stop, they’ll just say you quit
If you don’t, you might lose your shit
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no
You can’t win, no

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster

Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line, oh
You can’t win, no

I can’t win…

The one who doesn’t quite fit in
Underdressed under your skin
Oh, a walking disaster
Every time you try to fly
You end up falling out of line, oh
You can’t win, no

After jumping and dancing and screaming and allowing yourself to let go of all the anger and tension and stress and the world weighting heavy on your shoulders, you might feel a little eased? I did for sure. And that is why I had to share this with you!

XOXO

Mr.StrictlyIntimate

You can't whine all the time.

Never Dared to Think I’d Be Sleeping in a Car [S01E03]


Monday – 7.00 am

I am awake – wide awake and tired of sleeping. While I step into the shower I try to remember which outfit my plan tells me to wear for the day and after I step out of the steaming hot bathroom I take a look at my MacBook and feel happy about me being so in love with colors right now because the plan tells me to wear my blue Diesel Shirt, my green – red – blue checked Review sweater – adding a red tie so the red would come out a little bit more because, apart from another darker Levi’s 519 and some Boxfresh sneakers I add a Burberry Jacket and the red stripes perfectly fit to the tie and the sweater. Finally I put on my vintage Gucci shades, take my purse and go down to have a little breakfast.

8:15 am – As I sit there on my table (which is actually a table for four) in between all those families and couples and happy little children I feel even more like a natural enemy to those people – the cynical, sarcastic, neurotic single that wants to shut them all up so he could sip his millions cups of coffees in divine peace. But well, I don’t do that. I am nice and calm and plug in my iPod so I can listen to the Soundtrack of Black Swan to get calmer and calmer. While everyone enjoys breakfast I make two rolls for K and W and put them into my purse, which actually makes me feel like a thief somehow and instantly I look around if anyone is watching me with curious suspicion. They aren’t … in fact no one does. Luckily. But enough of the ‘I am single – stop trying to save me’ talk…

8: 45 am - While writing some emails on my BlackBerry I suddenly visualize K and W standing in front of me picking me and my stuff up for our final day at Europepark. I go up to my room – pack the last of my stuff and check out by the weirdly overweight and over-assed lady at the reception. I feel good. Really good. And somehow even a little bit relaxed. But really just a little bit because I can still feel the ache in my back… day 45 of this bad ache. But right now I do not give a shit because I want to have some fun on the highest and the fastest and most crowded roller coasters in the world – front row of course! I would never again in my life would let someone satisfy me with just any place – in a roller coaster I always only am front row audience material!
Non the less, we spend almost twelve hours at the park – laughing, getting wet, getting wasted, getting wet again, exploring new highest and depths and widths, getting some more wet again over and over and over… and I came to realize that I love that and that I have missed times like these while trying to ignore the fact that this is my first real vacation within the last five years. It is weird to vacate but at the same time it is actually something I really, really, really needed and I feel it right now – the cool vibe of summer, the calm easiness of having fun with friends and the chilled spirit of having the time to do whatever you want to do.

10:15 am – I think someone from a hideous skirt convention went a wrong way and landed in the rows of blue fire… the Attraction! I think I got an absolute kick of pure adrenaline while I was sitting in the front row being shot through the air like a blizzard. Unbebloodylievable.

1:14 pm – the Grudge of Kassandra… was quite an adventure yesterday but with all the people in here today it was even more exciting for the three of us were just waiting for the people to scream because something was sneaking up their asses… I will definitely never forget the screaming!

3:34 pm – Silver Star… the best of the best.. the highest of all European roller coasters. K, W and myself in the front row – it was a blast and above all I will never forget the ultimate feeling of ease and happiness afterwards. Plus, I even got an American Hot Dog.

8:15 pm As we leave the park I feel like having satisfied my needs for adventures and heights completely and in its fullest possible way, but as we actually planned to sleep at a friend’s place in Stuttgart we had to get disappointed there. And so, in my darkest hour I truly had to sleep at a camping place… though I made myself speak and unbreakable vow to never sleep on a floor – ever… and well, I did not. I have slept in the car and I still feel the pain in my back haunting me because of agreeing to such a bad idea. But well, it was the only thing that was left since I had to leave the hotel la t eleven am and no other hotel around here had any free capacities… so there I was on a camping place. With K and W. But I will swear – never again, I think.

XOXO

Mr.StrictlyIntimate

P.S. Knowledge of the Day – never underestimate the effect of a Hot Dog… it might make you happier than you have ever thought. Somehow eating really can be stimulating… never thought it could be that way to me.

More Stops than Expected and the First Day at Europe Park Rust [S01E02]


Sunday 5:14 am – Part I

Since 4:14 back to train traveling – three stops to go. Approximated arrival at 8.12 am – if I get every single train right. Thank God to credit cards I could book all the tickets on the phone. Still Oebb is a complete disaster. I am sitting on the floor… in my Burberry Steadman Jeans – don’t they have any respect for high fashion?! S picked me up at the train station at 8.00 pm sharp and we went to his flat so I can take a shower and dress up in a whole new outfit (which is exactly the one I talked about above) and then he showed me the core of his city of studying and we got a few drinks (for me some double martinis with ice and a half slice of lemon) and then got back to his flat to get my stuff and get back to the train station. The fucking train should have actually arrived at 3:40 but hat a 34 minutes delay and therefore we waited over one hour to get he traveling Burberry back to traveling.

Outside it is raining as the train rushes through the station to the next stop – my first train change of three in the next upcoming three hours. At least I look good.
Burberry pieces of the moment – Trench colored Polo Shirt with the classic check on the collar and my Steadman Jeans – avec an Armani Belt and a Prada sleeve… and my black hot Dominici shoes. Good outfit for traveling. I feel confident. I am the guy in the traveling Burberry.

Hit of the moment: Bulletproof – La Roux – this track is so keeping me awake… everyone is sleeping and I am silently shaking myself into another dimension – who ever said sleeping is necessary is a liar, with the right tune and the right attitude your body handles any condition!

Update: 6:27 am
First stop successfully done. Train arrived too late but follow up train arrived late too – well, who ever said the oebb isn’t on time was right but at least no train is. Sun is shining slightly so I added a pair of Gucci shades to my outfit. Looks good, of course. I wonder if Burberry and Gucci are actual competitors or if they place themselves on different target markets and groups. Does anybody know anything about it?

Update: 7:06 am
Second stop successfully done. After my martinis, one beer, three coffees and two red bull I am actually not tired for I met people to talk to while being on this journey. But this stop was their end so I am on my own again. Still wearing the Burberry and my heavy trunk and a big brown bag – my MacBook feels heavier minute after minute. I should think about purchasing a MacBook Air for traveling issues.

Update: 7:26 am
Thank God the last train stop is done successfully too. I am in the last train to the scheduled meeting point and though two heavy delays I am perfectly on time. Just a little bit to go… ‘don’t get tired… don’t fall asleep… listen to the music and keep on moving a bit’ … I keep telling myself off the hook and it works.

8:12 am Ueberlingen, Germany. K and her boyfriend W pick me up from the train station – perfectly on time. We buy a small breakfast and then we fill the last few spaces left in the car with my luggage and my somewhat tired body. In the car I fell asleep for one hour and then I suddenly feel good and fine and not tired at all and I think – that is maybe just a trick my body plays because of my little power nap. Nevertheless, I welcome the fact of not being tired and we drive the last kilometers to my hotel to check in to room number 5 (a really pretty room I have to say and I feel a little bit like Carrie sitting here all wrapped up in my Burberry scarf and typing some of these lines – all the others are real time notes taken down on my iPhone or my MacBook while traveling in order to give you a little insight on my mental and physical condition) and then we are off to Europe Park.

Sunday: 9.37 pm – Part II

Europe Park was one of the most funny places I have ever been. Tomorrow we will be back there but now I think I will get myself to watch a dvd and to finally embrace a very comfortable bed and an even more comfortable sleep. K and W are staying at a near camping place because they love to camp. Well, I don’t. I never sleep on the floor… that is hardly an option. Never. K is done… finished… and tired – not done in a good way like being done by her beloved W the whole night through but like done because of a long day with a ridiculously switching weather and a tight schedule of riding every attraction with W and me. Burberry piece of the moment – just a Burberry scarf I am wrapped up in.

XOXO

Mr.StrictlyIntimate

P.S. Knowledge of the Day – even I seem to be getting excited about some things like kids do. Nice to know. XO

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