Friday and the sky in Madrid is like Spring.

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Friday and the sky in Madrid is like Spring.
La gordura
En spanglish me dijo, "Me estaba viendo al espejo y me dije a mi mismo -I am not fat- y si estoy un poco rellenito es porque estoy feliz" Conversaciones sobre la gordura
And what started as a blank InDesign page resulted into 52 pages, 60 days and multiple changes. Many changes. Unending. I remember my art teacher once said , "you are only finished with your artwork until you die." But that was in 9th grade.
Politics. Maybe.
He said, "but do you know the difference between communism and socialism?"
Mr. Walt.
And Mr. Walt Disney said " IF YOU CAN DREAM IT, YOU CAN DO IT."
I've decided to start writing my own quotes.
"Because sometimes we forget to look at the sky. At the top of the buildings, at their facade."—DANIELA JOSE MOLINA .
Images are deceiving and perspectives differ. One day I typed, "pinterest.com"
I remember when my Moleskine was like the inside of my brain, my inner thoughts, the window to everything and then there was Bach and his sounds that made understanding an experience.
Nails inspired by other nails. Nails in London, because London is bold.
Because taste and fashion begin when we don't even know we can think.
Tuesdays composed of three spoons---three lunch friends---that were supposed to share a piece of fat and chocolate. And she said the other day, "Did you know the most used hashtag is #forevergordita ?"
Eating alone is an art that I've learned to master mostly because when I am consuming my food that is my only focal point, similar to the experience of a horse when their owners place a mask on them to guarantee zero distractions from what is in front of them. One night I sat in Le Pain Quotidian and ate.
Banoffee (with two F's and two E's) Pie
Cappuccino, a place in Madrid that people should visit because the environment is pleasant to the eye and the bodies that are acquainted with the location understand the meaning of fashion and taste.
The place has an abudance of sweet desserts that are a test to anyone's intentions to have sugar-free lifestyles. I failed. We failed.
The banoffee pie, which is literally a pie, is created with the manipulation of two main ingredients: BANANA AND DULCE DE LECHE.
Potent. It was potent, but we asked for a second slice, and then we smiled.
Because one day when we were driving the exterior world looked like pumpkin cake.
2014.
Talent will NOT make you succeed, only persistence and determination. Today I am determined to start new phases that will lead me to my goals.
Starting with my food consumption. I will no longer be easily seduced and/or convinced by the chocolates, breads and beans.
Madrid behaviours
Because in Madrid people eat croquetas as if it was lettuce and consume Gin Tonics with such ease and tenderness—I admire their stomachs.
Tesis: el progreso de la información diaria
'Interruption, incoherence, surprise are the ordinary conditions of our life. They have even become real needs for many people, whose minds are no longer fed by anything but sudden changes and constantly renewed stimuli. We can no longer bear anything that lasts. We no longer know how to make boredom bear fruit. So the whole question comes down to this: CAN THE HUMAN MIND MASTER WHAT THE HUMAN MIND HAS MADE?' —Paul Valery (Bauman, 2000)