Imagine yourself sitting outside. The sun is coming up at the horizon. You can see the clouds gaining some colours, the sky is slowly turning brighter. The birds are chirpy-duping. Some left-over party humans are returning home. You say hi. You feel the wind tousling up your hair. And, suddenly, the morning sun is getting too bright, too warm. You get off the bench, or chair, or log, or other entity you imagined yourself sitting on, and go. Where to? I don’t know. That’s up to you to fantasise about.
Guilty pleasures. What are they really? And why do we all feel that certain pleasurable things should bring us guilt?
It’s a casual Saturday night. I’m putting on my best clothes: huge sweatpants and a chic, flowy floral top. I complement my look with a bold red lip and… done. Ready for the night to start. Only, tonight the party doesn’t happen in some sticky-floored club. No. Tonight we go to the theater.
Love and death, eroticism and abolition; two entities, two conflicting symbols that nevertheless always find each other throughout time in order to form a contrasting, fervent couple.
Glasses of wine in hands, we were hanging in my student bedroom, talking about beauty. Beauty. A word that has been philosophized about so many times.
“And the Emmy for “Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series” goes to… Billy Porter!” And just like that, 2019 marked the first year where an openly gay black man won an Emmy.
Once upon a time, in a far far land, was a woman named Ludovica. Ludovica was a sensational, confident and luminous being. She was also a happy being. Ludovica wasn’t trapped in any tower, she had no evil stepmother and didn’t need a prince on a white stallion to save her from an embarrassing situation.
The first time I walked into Korzo Theater, Prinsestraat 42, 2513 CE The Hague, my stress levels were almost human. They grew in my stomach during the night, forest of uncertainties, expectations and excitements. When we walked into Korzo for the first time, my stress and I, were holding hands.
I was greeted by the sun, her Australian Shepherd (who ran around with my Border Collie like crazy), and a coffee in her backyard (right next to where her partner was at work in their large fruits and vegetables garden).