Mr.StrictlyIntimate
the Life, the Love and the Sex of Vienna.Archive for Elle
LADY GAGA – The Born This Way Ball
I know, I am guilty. I am sorry. And I could (maybe even should) apologize a thousand times for not writing quite recently but you must know, my real life was getting the best of me and I found myself in a zone where I had mixed feelings towards the person I was becoming in the last couple of months. I was at a crossroads drifting right into moments of doubt when I finally found myself all shiny and new again believing in myself like I have never before. So I will save you the apology shit and just try to make it up to you.
You know, life gives you moments to decide whether you take the self-pitying road down to nowhere or the doubt-forgetting road up to where you belong – The STARS! I’ve decided for myself to be a star! And so should you.
It is time to stop thinking about doing something but really doing it. Like writing this blog here. Or, more recently I thought about getting an MA degree. I thought about that for over a year and finally I said to myself, ‘fucking do it NOW!’ and so I applied for a Master’s degree in Journalism and New Media and I was invited to the first round of entry exams. I had to wait about two months to get the next invite to the second and third round of entrance examination and you know what? About a month ago I got the news. I am in. I got one of the rare 35 spots. And I had to fight against over 250 others. So, if I can do it – so do you!
My new flat finally feels like a place I can call home. I have all my VOGUE and ELLE and all my books and clothes here. The furniture looks exquisite and I just feel great every time I enter my apartment through the double door entrance. Thank GaGa the dream of my own apartment came true.
And, when we talk GaGa we should talk ‘LADY GAGA – The Born This Way Ball’ which I attended last night. One word: EPIC!
It was the perfect mixture of all the words I love – Fashion, Music, Magic, Extravaganza, Spectacularity, Divinity and Love. (Okay, the last one is a word I only use in combination with things I love to do and never connected to people. You know my issues about this topic and because of a recent, quite painful event I have decided to keep this box of topics hidden from my life now.)
Let me tell you – Lady GaGa was amazing! I was so close to her that I almost cried because of a sudden rush of happiness to be this close to someone I would consider a) a real natural talent b) a style icon and c) someone the younger generation can look up to for inspiration, strength and love for something one does to get ahead in life! She truly is an inspiration to me. And her music a source of strength. When she played my two most favorite songs ‘Bad Kids’ and ‘Marry the Night’ I just lost it. My Monster claws have constantly been up in the air to support her and I knew she felt the support of all of us. It was simply divine. The best concert of my life and while I might still be talking in a rush of emotions here, I have to say that there have also been quite a few negative things about the organization of yesterday’s event. I just think you need to know both sides, the good and the bad. It is just the honest thing to write down. And you know me – I am all about honesty and straight forwardness. The 250 bucks for my VIP Ticket definitely weren’t worth it. And let me tell you – a lot of people were angry and have been crying. (The GaGa gift was a poster of the tour… could have guessed that. No one communicated that there would be just monster pit and no area for those in possession of a VIP ticket – what the hell where the 250 bucks for? Dinner and drinks? Sorry, but I could have had dinner before the event and bought my drinks at the main bar saving myself about 150 bucks. What a fail by the Organizers! I only got so close to her because I fought my way through all the gays and straights.).
But what was worth it was waiting for Lady GaGa – she just delivered an ecstatic, authentic, perfect show full of music, fashion and love! Thank you for that. It was divine. And she even performed a new song of her Album Project ‘ARTPOP’ – Princess Die.
LADY GAGA – The Born This Way Ball Setlist:
Act I
Space (intro)
“Highway Unicorn (Road to Love)”
Operation: Kill the Bitch (interlude)
“Government Hooker”
Birth (interlude)
“Born This Way”
“Black Jesus † Amen Fashion”
Emerging (interlude)
“Bloody Mary”
Mother G.O.A.T. Manifesto I (interlude)
“Bad Romance”
G.O.A.T Briefing (interlude)
“Judas”
Act II
“Fashion of His Love”
“Just Dance”
“LoveGame”
“Telephone”
Act III
Mother G.O.A.T. Manifesto II (interlude)
“Heavy Metal Lover”
Speech
“Bad Kids”
“Princess Die”
“Yoü and I” (acoustic)
“Electric Chapel”
Act IV
Interlude
“Americano” / “Poker Face” (medley)
“Alejandro”
“Paparazzi”
Act V
“Scheiße”
Encore
“The Edge of Glory” (acoustic + album)
“Marry the Night”
Conclusion: If you have the chance to see her because she is in your city or close to your city, or if you do not mind traveling to see her, just fucking do it! And do it now! SHE IS A GODDESS!
XOXO
P.S.: For those of you who think by G.O.A.T. Lady GaGa refers to the animal I have to put the true meaning out there:
G.O.A.T. = Government Owned Alien Territory in Space which is also the whole theme of the ‘LADY GAGA – The Born This Way Ball’ Tour!
Bit by Bit [Part III]
Update of:
On the Hunt (for the Perfect Apartment) [Part I]
Designing a Happy Home [Part II]
Friday, June 8th
I used to think that once I have an inspiring thought everything will just start from there like a bomb – bamm you’ve got the couch them bamm you’ve got the bookshelves and bamm the dining area finishes itself completely. Well, it is not like that. Not at all. But, to be honest – I kind of enjoy it. The whole process of visiting furniture stores checking for a great sofa and matching fauteuils; or a bed where you feel safe and sound; or an open wardrobe to complement your clothes and bags and shoes.
All the looking at stuff and matching of colors and flipping through decor magazines is a part of a process that helps me to get to know myself better and to work on the relationship with myself for I decorate the environment I am building for myself. The person I’ll have to be in a relationship in until the end. Well, sure, if one commits suicide this isn’t that much of a lifetime but since I am not planning on jumping out of a window or in front of a bus I am quite positive that I will live a long life. So you will not get rid of me and my intellectual outpourings.
Saturday, June 9th
I am sitting in my new Apartment. On the floor waiting for a part of my furniture to arrive. I am tired as fuck and I should mention that it is 6.00 am and that I am awake since 5.20 am. My MacBook is on and I am watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows [Part I]. Eventually I must have been fallen asleep during the first half an hour being woken up by a heavy doorbell ringing. I gasp and know – it is here. Thank God, it is here and I can start building it up (by myself).
At 10.30 am I am getting thirsty (but I already built up one and a half IKEA armchairs. All by myself. Fantastic isn’t it?) so I go down to the bakery picking up a sandwich and some water.
IKEA Armchair Karlstad
10.45 am what the fuck?! I can’t get inside my apartment because the door lock broke. So I call the locksmith. 140 fucking Euros for 5 minutes of his time. Well what a great start into the day. Nonetheless, I am still cheered up by the fact that the walls I am standing in are really mine. My own four walls of blissful fashionability. This will be there place where people come to feel great about themselves. This is going to be the place where I can feel great about myself.
At 11.05 am and 12.15 pm Tomasz and B show up to help me build up the other stuff. So after T and I have finished the Sofa B arrives to help us with the rest of the stuff. Being occupied with the open closet I am building for myself. Like I am my own Mr. Big. After some time thinking I have decided that this Carrie Bradshaw addicted guy better get himself a great closet without waiting for the perfect man to show up building him one. And in the end, I stand in front of the amazing closet knowing that there are no perfect men out there (and I am definitely one of them) but there most certainly is THE perfect wardrobe. And I have it now.
IKEA Sofa Karlstad
Sunday, June 10th
This is kind of a relaxing Sunday. I haven’t had a day like this in a long time. Full of writing; flipping through the pages of ELLE, ELLE Decoration and VOGUE; watching ‘Sex and the City’ and packing my books, magazines and fashion Look Books into hundreds of boxes. Right now I have 8 boxes so far. In there? All my issues of VOGUE. Well, not all of them to be honest. There are still a lot more to pack. And then there comes the issues of ELLE and Harpers Bazaar and so on. I am afraid I will never get finished with it.
ELLE Decoration UK June 2012
Right now here I sit in front of my MacBook with the windows open, drinking tea and watching the second season of ‘Sex and the City’ (right now: Season 2; Episode 9: Old Dogs, New Dicks) while thinking about the myths of love and relationships and about the fact that there is something true to what Miranda Hobbes said in an episode of that season earlier on, ‘All we talk about anymore is Big or balls or small dicks. How does it happen that four smart women have nothing to talk about but boyfriends? It’s like seventh grade but with bank accounts. What about us? What we think, we feel, we know, Christ!’
I have to agree. (Well, except for the ‘Christ!’ thing – I would have changed that with ‘Gucci!’ or ‘Burberry!’) At some days I really wonder how every relevant topic of discussion always seems to end up with talking about guys. I am fed up with this topic. Maybe it is because I feel like being at a change now that I am moving on with my life by moving out and by being independent and all by myself for the very first time in my life. This is a change I do not want to share with a boyfriend because it is the first thing I have to myself in years.
And I most certainly will cherish that and enjoy it. The whole ride – with all its ups and downs. It doesn’t mean I am lonely just because I am alone. And, to be honest, I am not alone. I am single. Single and Fabulous! (- Exclamation Point!)
XOXO
Designs for a Happy Home.
You know, lately I have been revolving myself a lot with the thought of finding an apartment and moving out of my parents home and I have decided that I will be out of here come September. So I engage myself with a lot of magazines related to furniture and decor like ELLE Decor (Editor in Chief: Michael Boodro) or, VOGUE Living (Editor in Chief: Hamish Bowles) and books like ‘Designs for a Happy Home’ by Matthew Reynolds.
I have a lot of ideas for my own place and how to turn it into something worth being featured in one of the important House and Home Magazines like the names above – I see linear shapes in simple black and white with accessories and key pieces, centerpieces and eye-catchers in colorful tones like lilac, lime, spindrift or maroon and plum to posh the whole look. I see fashion or photography books and magazines like ‘GUCCI – THE MAKING OF’ or,‘VERA WANG ON WEDDINGS’ or, the LADY GAGA & TERRY RICHARDSON book and my collection of VOGUE, ELLE and HARPER’S BAZAAR in a variety of languages.
What is your design secret? Want to share with me? Once I am finished I will definitely share with you!
XOXO
the Burberry Prorsum Fairy Tale: the Autumn/ Winter 2011 Ad Campaign
By now, every one who is reading my blog on a regular basis ever since I started to write my life down on the internet – in all its beloved privacy and secrecy, knows that I am not just simply adoring or loving Burberry in a healthy kind of way but obsessing over every single piece of fashion created by ingenious mastermind Christopher Bailey.
When I dedicated my final collection at University exactly one year ago to the marvelous history of the trench coat developed for the British military by Thomas Burberry my love grew fonder because I became more acquainted with the actual material of creating such a uniquely classic and fabulously British piece of timeless fashion.
Every time I scroll through the pages of Vogue or Elle and I open a page with a Burberry ad – a shooting that includes a Burberry piece – or simply a stunning picture of Christopher Bailey my heart skips a heavy beat as if it wants to dance to Lady GaGa’s track The Queen (which actually fits incredibly well to the British Kingdom!) and that is always the irrevocable moment of knowing that this label of special, well-designed, beautifully crafted goods is not just basing on traditions but developing further every second because of Christopher Bailey’s sheer Zeitgeist.
As I saw this new ad campaign for the Autumn / Winter 2011 Collection is simply lost myself in its beauty for details and the mixture of a variety of fabrics such as leather in different styles and colors, wool, cotton and silk. The color scheme though still using the classic colors for several suits and pants as well as gabardine and wool coats, is richly enhanced with bright colors such as various red tones, green, yellow and brown (above all in the great variety of leather types used – croc, gator) and shows us that the new autumn season adapts the colors of a tree’s leaves right before they drop onto the floor to make way for a new cold and icy winter fashion wonderland.
Usually, I am completely a summer type of guy – except for the short pants and flip flops: Firstly, my legs are too thin to sport pants as short as a belt (and some guys shouldn’t do as well!) and secondly, flips flops are not just gross but the worst thing shoe manufacturer’s ever bred apart from ballerina flats. Therefore, being a summer guy always made me hate the winter time more than a fake Birkin bag but with these styles to come I can’t wait to run to the next Burberry store to prepare for a fashionable, colorful autumn and winter season.
For now, I am done but there is far more to come so watch your back because I might be spying on you analyzing your outfit from head to toe. Better not sport those flip flops next time you cross my way.
XOXO
Mr.StrictlyIntimate
P.S. Dear Mister Bailey – my proposal is still up-to-date. Marry me and I will make you the luckiest man on earth – and vice versa of course!
For all those who can’t get enough of this collection and the ad campaign I have a nice collection of videos to watch and get inspired by. So, get up, dress up and simply look stunning in every way you can!
Emily Blunt – a British acting sensation
Being immaculately beautiful often isn’t the only feature that makes you survive the Hollywood glittering world of hard work, jealousy and avidity – but being immaculately beautiful, indisputably talented and fabulously british might help sometimes to make you one of the biggest sensations of all times in a world where money is the best friend and an actress en Vogue as long as she is in the gossip rag. Well, not every is like Angelina Jolie, Cameron Diaz or Lindsay Lohan – some are still down to earth, pure and natural even though they are famous and a huge star all around the globe.
Emily Olivia Leah Blunt, born 23 February 1983 is one of those immaculate beauties that conquered the world by not being a shallow good looking Hollywood plastic girl, but by being capable of switching into dissimilar roles without losing authenticity, instinctiveness and pureness. She is one of those actresses that are able to play a fashion slave as well as a young queen growing up without losing the slightest bit of elegance, talent and sophistication.
When Emily was a A-Level student she had her professional debut in a musical called Bliss, which was written by Paul Sellar and performed in 2000 at the Edinburgh Fringe. From this moment on she showed capability of growing into various roles such as an ancient British warrior-queen in Boudica or a troubled child in Gideon’s Daughter for which she won a Golden Globe.
After landing the role as fashion enslaved victim to a fashion editor in the box-office success The Devil wears Prada, which is an adaption on the book by Lauren Weisberger and also an interpretation of her days working for US Vogue editor in chief Anna Wintour, Blunt also took part in the independent drama Irresistible alongside Susan Sarandon and in 2009 taking the leading part in The Young Victoria playing Queen Victoria of the United Kingdom, which has been a huge success all around the world and also achieved critical acclaim.
Since Emily had her breakthrough she is without a doubt one of those few big British actresses besides Keira Knightley and Kate Winslet that arrived in Hollywood to stay there as a big shiny star among all the typical All-American girls we are often tired of seeing and hearing. In my mind she is actually one of the best ‘newcomers’ we have seen in a while. When I look back at watching The Devil wear Prada for the first few times I remember myself as always looking at her and being fascinated by her raw talent and her absolute softness in playing incredibly and natural.
In my opinion she is one of the best actresse we have in these times of mass media and horribly bad produced movies, where everyone believes he/she is an incredible actor/actress and where money still can’t buy you any talent – she proves that what is out there is great, fabulous and above all British.
XOXO
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