Favourite Artist of the moment: Matthias Schoenaerts

Let’s talk about Matthias Schoenaerts.

In my spacious and enduring ‘crush’ kingdom, I have always been unintentionally assembling people from various scenes and backgrounds ranging from sports to music. I admit that many times, I selfishly and shamelessly focus on the appearance and charm of my ‘victims’, and despite the particular type of indulgence that inevitably takes place, there are instances where the potential of my crush reaches such inspiring intellectual and personality levels that make it so easy for the person to take the highest place in my ‘crush’ rank. In the case of Matthias Schoenaerts, it was easy to escape the superficiality of beauty and charm, although to begin with you got to give it to mother nature. See for yourself. Continue reading Favourite Artist of the moment: Matthias Schoenaerts

Romantic Movies vs Reality: A battle for the brave

I was with my girlfriends on a night out recently and the conversation went to relationships and how hard they have become right now. Well, alcohol boosts this kind of conversations anyway. To cut a long story short, because let’s be honest, in a big company of girls this issue can hardly be exhausted, we confirmed that what women are looking for in a guy or relationship is highly influenced by long-established representations that circulate around the media. To put it simply, we concluded that what the teen or the girl of an even  younger age watches repeatedly on TV shows or movies shapes most of her ideas about what her future boyfriend, his approach and his treatment of her, and the course of their relationships should be or look like. Without noticing it. This tends to follow her into her adulthood til the moment she’s mature enough to realize and harness it. If she eventually does. Continue reading Romantic Movies vs Reality: A battle for the brave

Autumn Tunes

I have a soft spot for autumn. Nature is at its best and it’s safe to say that the colours appearing this time of the year can easily compete against spring’s green palette and even win. This autumn finds me in Athens and since I have plenty of free time I manage to spend it digging into music and strolling around the city. It’s not as idyllic as it sounds (light rain, hot chocolate, hoody jumpers etc.), given that the temperatures here are still in summer mode – hello 28 degrees! Continue reading Autumn Tunes

Existential crisis and the life after uni

And yes. You finally reach that point in your life where you have finished with your studies. Good on you! Congratulations! etc.

As if the huge stress that this experience has caused you and the dark circles that made you look like a panda bear weren’t enough, you now enter a new stress-generating area. The JOB MARKET.

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We will always have.. Berlin

This post is better if you listen to this:

Every year, around this time when the summer kicks in, I can’t help but reminisce about one of the best summers I have ever had. It was in Berlin. While doing my exchange semester that spring three years ago and by the time June entered, I felt at my most comfortable around the city. Having being used to the way the things work and feeling competent enough to communicate the everyday stuff in German I started realising how privileged I was that I lived in this place. Continue reading We will always have.. Berlin

Hello nostalgia, my old friend

Life offers an abundance of possibilities and choices. For those of us that have the travel bug or the unbeatable urge to live abroad and have been lucky enough to achieve it, there is a feeling that compares to no other. The feeling of being torn between two places: your home, your comfort zone, and the place where you  have always dreamt of living, the place where your heart longs to be. Between the first case,where you want to live somewhere else and experience the different possibilities, and the second, where you are actually at this dreamy place but you’re missing home, your people, the ease of familiarity, lies a big imbalance.

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