January has been a very happy month so far. I spent half of it in Brazil enjoying the summer days, then returned to London in a great mood and with lots of energy to make things happen this year. In times like this it’s impossible not to let my mood influence my music choices and therefore I’ve been listening to mostly what I would call ‘happy songs’. This month’s playlist is going to bright your day and make you feel like dancing away the blues!
Janeiro está sendo um mês tão feliz! Eu passei a primeira metade no Brasil aproveitando os últimos dias de verão e retornei à Londres com o humor lá em cima e muita energia para fazer as coisas darem certo esse ano. Em épocas como essa é quase impossível não deixar que o meu humor afete minhas escolhas musicais e é por isso que essa playlist contem praticamente só músicas felizes. E aqui vão minhas escolhas do mês para alegrar seu dia e provavelmente te fazer sair dançando por aí!
1. Rip 4 Luv – Young Guv
I’ve just recently discovered Young Guv and I must say I’m in love. Have a go if you’re into Prince-like vocals and sunny indie-pop jams with a little bit of power-pop to make you dance! One of my favourite things to listen to when getting ready to go out.
Eu descobri o Young Guv recentemente e preciso dizer que foi só amor. Vale a pena ouvir se você curte vocais à la Prince e musiquinhas indie-pop com uma pitada de power-pop para ouvir na pista de dança! É um dos meus álbuns favoritos para ouvir quando estou me arrumando para sair.
2. Caring is Creepy – The Shins
This song makes me feel better when I’m down. We should all have plenty of these.
Essa música tem o efeito de me deixar pra cima. Todo mundo deveria ter uma playlist só com músicas assim.
3. No Shade in the Shadow of The Cross – Sufjan Stevens
Another great 2015 album is Carrie & Lowell by Sufjan Stevens. It’s a simple, intimate, honest and beautiful album, perfectly illustrated by my chosen song ‘No Shade in the Shadow of The Cross’.
Outro álbum excelente lançado em 2015 é Carrie & Lowell do Sufjan Stevens. É um álbum simples, íntimo, sincero e bonito e isso está perfeitamente ilustrado na música que escolhi ‘No Shade in the Shadow of The Cross’.
4. Kill V. Maim – Grimes
I wanna throw a party and play Grimes’ ‘Art Angels’ on repeat nonstop. Who wants to come?
Eu quero dar uma festa e tocar apenas ‘Art Angels’ da Grimes nonstop. Quem quer vir?
5. Rock ‘n’ Roll Lifestyle – Cake
Greeeat lyrics. Can’t even recall how many times I sang to this song over the weekend.
Letra excelente! Ouvi essa música milhares de vezes esse final de semana.
6. Rubber Band – David Bowie
From Bowie’s first ever album. I don’t go a day without listening to at least a little bit of Bowie and recently I’ve been really into his self-titled album. It’s a good listen to reflect on how much he has experimented through time… This was where it all began.
Diretamente do primeiro álbum do Bowie. Eu não consigo passar um dia sem ouvir pelo menos um pouquinho de David Bowie e recentemente ando um pouco fixada pelo seu self-titled álbum. Vale a pena ouvir e refletir o quanto ele experimentou com diferentes estilos de música durante o tempo… Foi ali que tudo começou.
7. The Less I Know The Better – Tame Impala
A really great song with a powerful beat that instantly makes me want to move my shoulders and hips and maybe never stop!
Amo essa música do Tame Impala, uma batida poderosa que me faz querer dançar e mover meus ombros e quadril eternamente!
8. Little Wing – Jimi Hendrix
Open the window. Lay in bed. Close your eyes. Listen to this.
Abra a janela. Deite na cama. Feche os olhos. Ouça essa música.
9. Sunday Candy – Donnie Trumpet & The Social Experiment
The kind of song that makes you glad ‘happiness’ is a feeling that we can just soak up in!
O tipo de música que me faz apreciar o fato de que ‘felicidade’ é algo que pode ser sentido!
10. Forever Dolphin Love – Connan Mockasin
This is one of my favourite song titles ever. Forever Dolphin Love. ♡ Also a really weird video so make sure you watch it.
‘Forever Dolphin Love’ é um dos meus títulos de música favoritos. ♡ O clipe é extremamente estranho então por favor assista.
That’s it for today! Hope you enjoyed my selection and please share your favourites with me as well! I love getting to know new music.
Por hoje é só! Espero que vocês tenham curtido as minhas escolhas e por favor comentem quais são as favoritas de vocês também! Eu amo conhecer músicas novas.
So I am back to London! It’s really cold in here which makes it kind of ironic to be posting bare legged pictures. I still have many pictures left to post from Brazil, so you won’t be seeing me in winter coats so soon.
I honestly think I spent 99% of my time in Brazil wearing a skirt. I packed some shorts as well, but I would always end up going for the skirt, specially this one and the denim one from last week’s post. This skirt is so nice though! Black suede, buttons and a belt, I don’t think it gets any better than this. I am also wearing two completely unexpected items: platform trainers (apparently they’re called ‘flatforms’ which pretty much sums up why I though I would never wear them) and patterned socks. I don’t really own many nice socks, but I might start buying some more now that I know how cute they look with flatforms (lol).
Estou de volta à Londres! Aqui está muito, muito frio, o que faz com que postar essas fotos de perna de fora seja um tanto quanto irônico. Eu ainda tenho muitas fotos tiradas no Brasil para postar por aqui, então vocês não me verão toda encasacada assim tão cedo
Eu honestamente acho que passei 99% do meu tempo no Brasil usando saia. Eu levei alguns shorts também, mas acabei optando pela saia na maioria dos dias, especialmente por essa e pela saia jeans do outro post. Mas essa saia é tão linda! Veludo preto, botões e cinto acoplado, do tipo ‘se melhorar, estraga’. Eu também estou vestindo duas coisas um tanto quanto inesperadas: tênis com plataforma (aparentemente eles são chamados de ‘flatforms’ o que praticamente explica o porque de eu achar que nunca usaria nada do tipo) e meias estampadas. Eu não tenho muitas meias bonitas, mas estou seriamente considerando adquirir algumas agora que eu sei que elas ficam tão lindas com flatforms (hehe).
I began writing this post three days ago, it was a friday. Friday, January 8th, to be more specific. It was Bowie’s birthday. He was turning 69 and gave us all the present of a 25th album. It was a beautiful day to be alive, a day to feel happy about music. A day to celebrate. I didn’t finish the post because I got too immersed in reading about him and distracted myself. ‘It’s okay’, I thought, ‘tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or whenever I get to finish this, it will still be a day to celebrate. It’s fine to celebrate Bowie any day’. And then I woke up today.
The original thing was titled ”Happy Birthday, Bowie” and consisted of a timeline of David Bowie’s life and career. It was about Bowie. About his music, his clothes, his words and how he impacted the world. The same world that woke up today to pure desolation – or couldn’t even go to bed after hearing the news. I wish I never read the news today. I wish it was all a dream, a lie, a rumor created by Bowie itself. But it’s not. And since it’s not, I decided I had to write something else because right now it would be impossible to keep on telling Bowie’s story… Now that I know how and when it ends.
I might now know how David Bowie’s life ends, but it doesn’t mean that it’s over. To me it is unacceptable that beautiful things have to come to an end and, therefore, I believe they never really do. We will always have Bowie, he will remain there… Where he always was. He is still alive in what he left and this is the greatest thing about art, it never dies.
Bowie knew that when he decided to become a superhuman.
I remember being very young. It was a very special time because I was beginning to understand what rock and roll was. There was this one day when my dad played Radiohead’s ‘Ok Computer’ to me and after observing my reaction, he decided to show me some more of his old records. The next one in line was ‘The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust’ by David Bowie. I listened carefully. Very carefully. I was almost scared, but completely amazed. We started listening to Bowie in the car a lot, specially to the song ‘Heroes’ and that was when my dad confided to me that there was this very beautiful scene in a film where this song played. He also told me it wasn’t appropriate for my age, so I spent a few years knowing about the existence of something my eyes had never seen. I would make up a new scene in my head everytime I listened to ‘Heroes’ and it was such a pure, beautiful exercise of imagination. It was the first, but definitely not the last, time Bowie has allowed me to feel something through the power of my own imagination.
A few years later, at the age 14, I had chickenpox and I remember feeling weak and bored while laying in bed and trying not to scratch myself. I decided I was going to watch a film and started browsing for options when it appeared. It was there. Christiane F. I watched it. And then I watched it again immediately after it finished. I was stoked. It was beautiful, it was more about love and passion then anything else and it made me get in touch with the most sensible side of myself. I cried a few times, but specially when Christiane went to Bowie’s concert and he came on stage… She got closer… As close as she could to him and it was like his every movement was reflected in her eyes. Until today, everytime I go to see a band I love, I feel the same feeling. It’s a mix of anticipation and amusement, it makes me feel like screaming, jumping, crying and hiding at the same time. And I felt this very specific feeling just by watching Bowie come on stage through the small screen of my laptop. He was such a powerful character that this was made possible. I cried then and I cried today.
Today I cried for the death of a person, a legend, a myth and a character. But specially, today I cried for everything that David Bowie has made me feel. Today I cried for that night I was out dancing and ‘Life On Mars?’ started playing and it was as if time suddenly compressed and all that really mattered to me – or anyone else in that room – was that song, that second, that very specific moment in time in which we were all dancing and feeling invincible. Today I cried for that afternoon where I was in the car and me and my dad were singing to ‘China Girl’ and I am pretty sure he made a wrong turn so the song could play ’till the end. I cried for that one time when I had just moved to London and I was in this black cab with people I had recently met and had no intimacy with, but then ‘Space Oddity’ started playing on the radio and we all started to sing and I felt like I belonged in this city and I didn’t have to be scared anymore because it would all feel natural very soon. I cried for that night I felt lonely and disappointed and I played ‘Rock’n Roll Suicide’ as many times as I could until life felt bearable again. I cried for all the times I thought I was in love with boys who could play Bowie on the guitar. I cried for all the times I felt like I could truly be myself and embrace all the weirdness of my character because that’s what Bowie would do. I cried for all the times I felt like music was the most important thing in my life and it could help me overcome anything that came my way. I cried for how powerful I feel when I believe in myself instead of ”second-guessing or trying to please an audience”, like Bowie well said.
Thank you, Bowie. Thank you for everything you made me feel. Let’s keep feeling. Let’s dance the blues. x
Happy New Year everyone! I have to say I am pretty excited about 2016, in part because I have some very nice things planned in the back of my mind, but also because I really don’t know what to expect. It’s going to be a year of making things happen, a year of jumping head first into life and learning how to swim back to the shore… Or swimming until I find the next beautiful beach. Swimming metaphors aside, what I mean is that this year I want to accomplish things, I want to take chances and make things work for myself. I want to grow as a person, I want to learn new things from books, art and people, I want to discover new places and see beautiful things, I want to forget about what’s holding me back and make new memories. I want to work really hard for what I want and feel overjoyed when I accomplish something, but also know how to deal with disappointments and be strong enough to stand up and try again, or look for new possibilities, because there’s nothing wrong with that either. I want to work with what I love and do things that I am passionate about, I want to give the best of me to people without expecting nothing in return and most importantly, I want to feel good. Good about myself, my actions, my life and the effect that I have on people.
Começo o primeiro post de 2016 desejando um feliz ano novo a todxs! Preciso admitir que estou bastante empolgada a respeito de 2016, em parte porque venho planejando várias coisas legais para esse ano, mas também porque não sei o que esperar. Dois mil e dezesseis será um ano de fazer as coisas acontecerem, um ano de pular de cabeça na vida e aprender a nadar de volta à costa… Ou continuar nadando até eu encontrar a próxima praia. Metáforas de lado, o que eu quero dizer é que nesse novo ano eu quero conquistar coisas, quero me arriscar e fazer com que as coisas que eu quero funcionem e deem certo. Eu quero crescer como pessoa, eu quero aprender coisas novas através de livros, arte e pessoas, eu quero descobrir lugares novos e ver coisas bonitas, eu quero deixar para trás tudo o que não me faz bem e criar novas memórias. Eu quero batalhar muito pelas coisas que eu quero e sentir aquela felicidade deliciosa de conquistar algo, mas também quero saber lidar com as decepções e ser forte o suficiente para levantar e tentar de novo, ou procurar por novas possibilidades, porque não há nada de errado com isso também. Eu quero trabalhar com o que eu amo e fazer coisas pelas quais eu sou apaixonada, eu quero dar o melhor de mim aos outros sem esperar nada em troca e, mais importante, eu quero me sentir bem. Bem comigo mesma, com minhas ações, minha vida e o efeito que eu tenho nas pessoas.
Sorry if I got a little too reflective, but I always end up taking the time to ponder my life at this time of the year and writing about it feels good. Every year I try to write two letters to myself, one about what I want to leave behind with the change of year, and one about what I want from the new year and what changes I want to make in my life. It’s an interesting exercise of self knowledge and it always makes me feel fresh and motivated to start the new year.
Me desculpem se fui muito reflectiva, mas eu sempre acabo aproveitando essa época do ano para ponderar algumas coisas na minha vida e escrever sobre isso me faz bem, muito bem. Todo ano eu tento escrever duas cartas para mim mesma, uma sobre as coisas que eu quero deixar para trás no ano que se vai e outra sobre o que eu quero do novo ano e quais as mudanças que quero implementar na minha vida. É um exercício bastante interessante de auto conhecimento que sempre me faz sentir leve e motivada para começar o ano que se inicia.
I was going to wait until 2016 finally arrived to go back to blogging because ‘it would make more sense that way’, but I’ve always believed we should do things when we feel like doing them… So here I am, back to the blog and wearing exactly the same silk shirt from my last post. Guess I haven’t changed that much after all. Still in love with this orangish paisley pattern and posing around trees at Battersea Park.
Right now I’m in Brazil, wearing nothing but summer pajamas and indulging in a bowl of açai while I write these words. Very soon I have to get up and go have a haircut because my fringe is so long I can barely see anymore and my hair could definitely use some extra layers, specially now that I’m in Summer-land. The pictures featured in this blog post were taken exactly a month ago when I was in London and it was cold and I got to wear my favourite coats everywhere. This is one of my favourite coats, by the way. It used to be my mom’s but she gave it to me before I moved to London 2 years ago and I love it so much. The camel color is beautiful and the length is ideal for wearing it with loooong long (did I say long?) boots.