This year I resolved to step up my game and dress up as another of my true, real loves: THE WHOLE INTERNET.
This rootless supervillain made it his life’s mission to find and pierce everyone who claims that Joanna Newsom’s voice is “kinda weird” or that “Tori Amos is just a Kate Bush wannabe”.
[Right after embracing the fact that I’m a music
nazi snob enthusiast, I started eagerly browsing the web in search of new music and Pitchfork quickly became my bible]
When you’re connected to higher powers, even a pizza box can make for a perfectly functioning ouija board.
Or does too much pizza cause hallucinations?
[I’m a big fan of Medium since its very beginning. I’ve always found the philosophy behind it refreshing and over time it evolved into one of my favourite sources of smart things to read]
I’ve been known to forget apples into my gym bag for months (which is how much time passes from one trip to the gym to the next one).
I will tell you this: there’s nothing scarier than finding rotten fruit or vegetables in unexpected places.
Especially if insects got there before you did.
[When it comes to music I am annoyingly opinionated, but the same can’t be said for movies. I literally only think what Rotten Tomatoes tells me to think and I’m perfectly fine with it]
Is technology turning us into monsters?
Are Steve Jobs and Bill Gates the ultimate geniuses of our time or are they our very own Doctor Frankenstein?
[Wired was the first little, safe place in the whole internet to make me feel like being a hopeless geek was fine]
I’ve always known that outstanding minds turn me on and feeding on brains clearly had to be the next step.
[The only reason why I’m not part of Maria Popova‘s cult is that she never officially started one]
What if your world map felt the sting of every time you pin down a new destination? And what if, in addition to that, you had made your personal mission to go absolutely everywhere in the world?
A mix between a voodoo doll and an atlas, this costume lies in a pond of bleeding geographies and carries the pain of a hundred last-minute trips.
[I came across The Everywhereist at a point in time in which I had to do with a lot of travel bloggers and they all had started blending together. Geraldine’s unique voice struck me and made me fall in love with her blog within seconds]
The Fashion Toast
A courageous piece of toast bread about to face its darkest hour.
Persecuted by the most unjust inquisition, it catwalks towards its fate with its head held high and gets ready to be burnt at the
[Even though I’m noticeably the least fashionable person on Earth, my current job puts me in contact with fashion blogs and I feel weirdly devoted to The Fashion Toast]
Dazed & Confused
Let’s be honest: when I watch horror movies I always identify with the first victim (who is usually dumb, dazed and very confused).
[I feel like Dazed found the perfect balance of OMG, WTF and LOL without renouncing to its undeniable class]
Baby, could you help me with something?
Sure, what do you need?
Ok, so I need you to wrap my body in maps, push flag-needles in it, cover me in fake blood and take pictures!
I tried to dress up as hipster by giving myself a man bun. Off to trick or treating now pic.twitter.com/Bj0vLkZhdb
— Federico (@amorequietplace) October 31, 2015