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the 3rd Birthday

Yeah, that’s right – two birthday posts in a row. How sweet is that my dear, dear readers? Yesterday R turned 25 and today Mr.StrictlyIntimate turns three years. You got it right… this blog is three years old and bigger, better and bolder than ever.

I have grown so much throughout this three years – I became a better me and this blog became a better version of itself every single month. So, here’s to three more years. Or maybe even thirty more years. One never knows. Let’s memorize what has been but celebrate what will come – sex stories published, hearts broken, reputations ruined, lives destroyed, secrets told, tears shed, phenomenal fashion worn and love stories developed. There is so much to come and so much to look forward to. But, here’s a promise – no matter what happens to this blog or me I will always be thankful for those three years where you and me laughed over Martinis, cried over boys (and girls), celebrated friendships and ate late dinners after partying hard. You, my dear reader, and me, fabulously glittery gay Mr.StrictlyIntimate, we are a united front against bad taste; men who act like assholes; women who act like bitches and all those lame damn liars out there who try to take us down.

I am there for you as well as you were there for me.
Always and unconditionally.
Thank you for three fabulous years – I could not be honored more to have YOU as a reader.




Happy Birthday R.

Happy 25th Birthday

To the gay 25th – with a lot of glitter, a lot of glamour and a lot of drama. Just like all the gays love it!

Well, well, well, it is May 7th and that means a very special person in the life of Mr.StrictlyIntimate celebrates his birthday today – the 25th. Now you have reached a quarter of a century my dear R – feeling old already? What would I be without you and what would you be without me? We have grown through one another. Only in a good way, of course. We spent the last three years together (Don’t you dare forgetting my own Birthday tomorrow!) and went through many ups and downs – not just when it comes to readers but also when it comes to reactions of certain readers who sometimes didn’t agree with both of our openly spoken opinions.

I know you are quite the cynic (and a bit of a bitch sometimes. Very often.) and I also know that when it comes to speaking your mind you are wearing your heart on your sleeve – but that is what I really like about you (and I know you like that about yourself never regretting you said something sincere just because it hurt someone else though – between the two of us – you might think about weighing your options to sometimes sticking with just shutting the fuck up and not saying anything at all.) and that is what helped me grow as a writer – being honest with my crowd of readers who kind of expect me to be plain and fucking honest with them no matter how bad the truth might sound or be. And yeah, we both know there are a lot of haters out there – some who do not like you because you are quite an opinionated person, some because you are quite the gay guy (oh my, oh my I hope you are wearing glitter today for I most certainly will be wearing glitter tomorrow when celebrating my big three year bash!) and some because you often seem quite distanced and stuck up (though we both know that is just an attitude in order to protect yourself from the so called and before mentioned haters. And that is absolutely alright with me.). I love you and I would never dare to mess with you.

Thanks for three awesome years full of inspiring ideas, great and not so great articles, opinionated pieces, heartbreaking tales, little white lies and openly honest outbursts of emotions (above all when I remind myself of how whiny you were when W broke up with you or when M broke your heart over again. Damn those boys can break a heart and make one’s life miserable. But still you are getting up everyday and fight for your damn right to celebrate fashion without being called shallow, celebrate your sexuality without being judged as a pussy and celebrate life without making it better than it is but playing it damn honest.) You grew so much – with and without me – partly through me – partly not and still you sit here with me at Starbucks thinking about how to feel at the age of 25 and all you have lost and achieved on the way to where you are now and on the way to where you want to go.

Fact is – the people you know marked you and gave you strength to be who you are today. Fact is – regardless of all the fucked up things you had to go through you feel great about yourself because you know that you somehow, if only for just a little part deserve it. Fact is – you know who you are and you do not try to hide it in any way. That is a fact I love.

This one goes out to you – all of you. Don’t mess with R. Never! Or, you will have to mess with me too and believe me once I started a Mr.StrictlyIntimate take down there is no way back to beg for damage control.

Happy Birthday R – To the gay 25th – with a lot of glitter, a lot of glamour and a lot of drama. Just like all the gays love it!



My Personal New Year’s Eve

“You’ve got to dance like there’s nobody watching…”

“So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about…”

It’s snowing outside. I just returned home from the office and I have to say, against all the odds of snow – it’s beautiful. Glittery. Sparkling as the wind blows it all around me.

I’ve decided to take a walk after leaving the office. Enjoying the clean air. Breathing in what felt like a new beginning to something. A cleansing process for all that happened in the past. I made my peace with them somehow. I did not expect it to happen so soon, or with some, so late. But it happened. And it feels good. As I come home to write these lines I listen to “Auld Lang Syne” sung by Lea Michele in the movie New Year’s Eve and I have to say it feels as if this is my very own New Year’s Eve. The moment I am walking, passing by all the old, worn out memories that have no remedy or any feeling of regret but will be cherished as necessary for the process of growing up. Of growing up to be who I am this minute. And growing up to who I will be after these crucial minutes pass by.

That is what life is about, isn’t it? Growing up in good memories and bad ones. Taking them all to create something utterly beautiful that will be a piece of you forever because they helped you to develop your character further. Because those particular memories took your strength one moment to another, making you vulnerable to this wide open space of emotional ambivalence to give you the chance to rise again. Regaining strength by concentrating on the pain. Not just wishing it away by hoping for a fairy to materialize right in front of your eyes granting you a wish but by working on yourself. Your abilities. Your character. Your flaws as well as those particular parts of you that you’ve always considered your most beautiful. Your life. Your close environment as well as the bits and pieces of an environment that you would have never considered being attached to your life.

Life is a constant, never ending process of learning. Of growing. Of falling asleep and waking up again. Of falling down and getting up again. Of falling in love and realizing that it maybe never was love. And of falling in love all over again. Against your better judgement. Against your own doubts. Cherish the great moments and learn from the bad ones. Don’t push away what could be a rolling stone for becoming yourself more and more. Each step at a time.



My Most Favorite Quotes on Life:

You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching,
Love like you’ll never be hurt,
Sing like there’s nobody listening,
And live like it’s heaven on earth.”
[William W. Purkey]

“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
[Mae West]

“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.”
[Mother Teresa]

“This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you’re going to mess up sometimes, it’s a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you’re going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends – they’ll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything – they’re your true best friends. Don’t let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they’ll come and go too. And babe, I hate to say it, most of them – actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can’t give up because if you give up, you’ll never find your soul mate. You’ll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn’t mean you’re gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don’t, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about.”
[Marilyn Monroe]

En route to Make-up Heaven: what mist Stockholm, Chanel and Harry Potter have in common (a little hint: it’s ME!)

mist Stockholm cosmetics logo

Spotted: K on a super high at University (go for it girl!), R sporting way to much clothing for such a wonderful weather (but who believes in weather apps has to learn his lesson anyway) and buying too much books again, Mr_SI meeting his blogger colleagues at a shop opening – Vicky wearing the number one outfit of the day looking stunningly beautiful stealing everyone’s spotlight (well except for mine of course – after all, I am paying a fucking fortune for a spotlight to shine exclusively on me 24/7 reflecting my perfectly shaved head!) and Anna sporting a sparkling, glittering, sequined Chanel shopper I would have grabbed instantly if no one would have been looking (and hey, whoever says ‘stealing is a crime, hasn’t seen that Chanel bag in real life yet!).

sequined Chanel Shopper

None the less, I already said that I attended a shop opening with a lot of my blogger colleagues and of course my best friend K – cosmetic company mist Stockholm opened its non-revolving doors for the first time in beautiful Vienna (in Kaiserstraße 8, 1070 Vienna) and invited us to take a sneak peak into the wonderful world of the bright and the glittering world I simply limit to call makeup heaven!

mist Stockholm Shop Image 1

mist Stockholm Shop Image 2

mist Stockholm Shop Image 3

Between all those beautifully bright colors; the fresh shades and all the glitter that definitely should meet a pretty girl’s eyes you are able to find smooth foundations; silky and soft lip balm in a great range of colors and nuances; glamorous and marvelous nail polishes and of course all the important accessories a perfectly equipped makeup fanatic needs – from eyelash curlers to makeup brushes of every possible kind and shape (for the eyes, for the foundations, for the lips, for the rouge, for the blush – they all are different. Never forget that!).

Glimmer Diva Star

Glimmer Diva Star

Super Silk Foundation Yamit

Super Silk Foundation Yamit

Eyeshadow Vibration Surprise

Eyeshadow Vibration Surprise



Eyelash Curler

Eyelash Curler

The label itself originated in Sweden and was found by Shaul Moalem who works as a makeup artist in this industry since twenty-four years now. The term mist isn’t just an abbreviation for Make-up Institute Stockholm but does also signify haze and its connection with moods, extravaganza, mysticism and of course uniqueness, which is declared in the label’s cherished slogan ‘THE UNIQUE OF // YOU’.

After bringing the nicely arranged goody bag and an extra purchasing I have made to my sister in order to give her a little gift (yeah, I know… I must be the most wonderful, most lovable and nicest brother of all and well, yes, I actually am – even a bit more, without exaggeration!) I sported my nice outfit (btw: thank you so much for the nice compliment on my bag!) and my thoughts back home to do a little research on mist Stockholm Austria and a few upcoming things that I am kind of engaging with.

Above all, it seems that I am quite nervous about waiting five more days for a big announcement wonderful J.K. Rowling – author of the incredible Harry Potter Saga on pottermore.comwhat surprise will hit us harder than a ton of bricks? Oooh I am so excited about giving away this secret (btw: if you visit the Homepage of don’t miss hitting the owl for getting a little insight!).

While the night almost reaches halftime I am still a little bit possessed by insomnia and therefore dedicate my thoughts to reading on with my collection of the Pretty Little Liars Novels by Sara Shepard trying to concentrate a bit on what is going on and who is trying to imitate ‘A’ while I actually know that no one would be a better cast for someone as bitchy and cruel as ‘A’ than me. So maybe, dear producers, I did not just end my high school time with playing Romeo (in Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare, of course – including a fulminant and highly praised performance of a stage death!) I am playing the role of my life every single day – 24/7 – fabulous me, fashionable myself and fascinating I. Any questions left? Call me!

That’s all. For now!



P.S. No1: Knowledge of the Day (sponsored by wonderful K): Luck is often just composed of making the (conscious) decision to be happy!

No2: I so can’t wait to get my US July Vogue having immaculate Emma Watson on the Cover starting into a new life after Harry Potter (say bye bye Emma!) and a new age because she turned 21! Congratulations and ‘oh, how beautiful thou’ art my dear, dear Lady’. XO – R

US Vogue July 2011 - Emma Watson

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