As you well know by now, I’m in Sao Paulo with Puma along with Simko, Josh, Travis, James and Justin. There are 2 reasons we’re here. The first is to document the Ocean Race in which Puma participates, which is happening later this week. The second, and more important, is to document the local culture and get a feel for the people the youth that live here. It’s all part of Puma’s State of Play campaign—the first stop is here in Brazil, but it will be continuing on in other countries across the world. To match the campaign, there are a few products fit for the after-hours athlete:
Gothic architecture is aggressive, dark, tall and at times ominous. That wasn’t by accident, especially in the case of religious architecture. Cathedrals, churches and other religious buildings stood not only as places of worship and business, but as a monument to the religion they served. The spires on the tallest towers reach higher to the kingdom of heaven (if you’re into that sort of thing) and dwarf any worshiper who sets foot inside.
Despite the aggressive appearance and nature of these buildings, they were also designed to let in the light. Amidst the dark recesses of apses, vaulted ceilings and cloisters the stained glass windows let in light, illuminating the space. Huge bursts of color break through the otherwise dark and grim spaces to illuminate the building and in theory, the people inside.
Today we visited the Sao Paulo Cathedral, in the heart of Old Sao Paulo. The timing was perfect and as we exited, the sun began to lower, shooting beams through the stained glass windows—brightening the mosaics, reflecting on the floors and offering a bit of optimism to the many that come to pray. I tried my best to capture a few of the dark spots and present the cathedral in a more illuminated way.
I’m really letting my architecture freak flag fly here in Sao Paulo and I’m totally cool with that.
1. We’ve landed, I’m really ready to depart from these Swedish businessmen I’m sitting next to.
2. That was a fast check-in at customs, I like this country.
3. It feels like Jurassic Park here, weather wise, patiently waiting for Velociraptor noise so I can re-enact final scenes of movie.
4. They had really good food in Jurassic Park’s visitor center.
5. Sao Paulo is enormous, it goes on forever on all sides and there are buildings on buildings on buildings.
6. Cabs don’t except cash, hmmm, ATM time.
7. My room is a smoking room, change that up.
8. The water pressure in Sao Paolo is painful. It hurts so good.
9. Enough of this, let’s get out there mang.
10. I stick out in this city like a sore thumb, it’s not a problem, but it’s different.
11. We meet our Sao Paolo guides, Tattoo from VICE and the team from Papo de Homem. They’re chill.
12. I’ve been hungry for hours, the locals are taking us to a local spot.
13. The restaurant, Mercearia São Pedro is small and looks like it has the potential to be “one of those places” but we trust our guides decision. It also sells books and DVD’s…
14. Veronica, style editor at Papo de Homem orders us a round of Caipirinhas, which taste like sugar.
15. We order the mains and fill up on some of the best rice and beans I’ve ever had.
16. Crap, the mains aren’t here and I’m already full.
17. Oh shit, mains are here.
18. Fried bacon, Double fried chicken, rump steaks, eggs, pretty much all proteins under the sun are in front of me.
19. Die of happiness.
20. Am resurrected by fried bacon.
21. Tattoo takes us for a quick walk around the city, there is street art everywhere.
22. Simko wants to go shopping and we find this store called Farm, covered in greens and full of cool kids.
23. Time to peace to Ibirapuerra park to bum around for a while.
24. We mingle a little bit with locals, who label us as tourists within a second, but that’s what we are.
25. They’re balancing on wires between trees with ease, infinitely cooler than the typical Central Park thoroughfare.
26. After some chilling, a walk and a sunset, we head home and rest before more glorious glorious food.
27. Brazilian food leaves little to be wanted—the meat is amazing, the sides are plentiful and if you want it fried it can be. Caipirinhas and beers for all with dinner while a Brazilian band covers Adele. Weird, but welcoming.
28. Nord and Simko are playing with construction equipment.
29. Sao Paulo is full of hills, like San Francisco and as we walk to grab a drink after dinner, time is catching up with us.
30. Back home for the night after a few drinks (I ordered what is apparently a non-alcoholic beer after dinner because I’m real cool).
So we’ve been in São Paulo for one day and are about to peace out for day 2. I’ll share plenty of pictures etc. from the trip soon, but as promised here’s some of the Brazilian history I wanted to share. Brazil is similar to the U.S. in that it’s own culture is made up of many others—you know, the whole melting pot idea. That extends beyond the people and into all aspects of the country, in this case, mythology. Since much of this trip will be focused on sailing, the beach and the ocean, I took a look at Iemanjá, a sea goddess who originated in Africa but found her way to Brazil. Traditionally, she watches over fishermen and survivors of shipwrecks and is also the spirit of the moon. In the state of São Paulo, she is celebrated in early December and parades with gifts travel to the sea to a statue of her near the shore to give gifts in her honor. Pretty sweet.
This Sunday, I’m peacing out for Brazil with Puma, popular German sports brand named after the legendary cat. I’ll be shipping out with Simko, Josh, Travis, James and Chung.
To keep with my usual style of posting, I’ll be taking a look at Brazilian literature, folklore and mythology which has proved to be pretty interesting. On top of that, I’ll be taking mad photos and covering their team in a big race of the boats because I just spent all my money on a camera. That said, I’ll be sharing as much of the culture as I can soak up while I’m down there.
Today, I’m continuing my adoration ofGame of Throneswith another character from the North. Arya Stark is Ned Stark’s youngest daughter and stands in stark contrast to his eldest, Sansa. Sansa is preoccupied with her girlish pursuites whereas tomboy Arya is more interested in swordplay and fighting. Her father encourages this and is very proud of her enthusiasm for warfare, he being a soldier himself. At the end of season one/book one, Arya is heading North for The Wall with the late King’s bastard son and has slowly started to develop a blood lust. Arya, not one to be trifled with.
Rise and shine kiddos. For the past few weeks, I’ve been working on this video. Last night, after 6 straight episodes of Game of Thrones, I finally finished. I took a few of my favorite fall 2012 collections and animated up right nice. They’re not necessarily my top collections from all over but they’re all great. Press play, hope you like it.
A couple weeks ago, I had just returned home from vacation. After passing out post travel at about 9:30 on Saturday night, I woke up at 7:30 on Sunday morning. With most of the city still asleep, there wasn’t much I could do to entertain myself, until I remembered Mr. Porter’s treasure hunt with the Gold Run iPhone app. So I showered up and headed out.
While the rest of the world was fixed on the premiere of Mad Men last night and whistling “Zou Bisou Bisou” this morning, I find myself more excited for the return of Game of Thrones on HBO. So much so, that I figured there would be no better time to post on a few of the characters. Let’s begin with the HBIC of the North, Lady Stark. As we left season 1, she was a recent widow of Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell. After making war upon the Lannisters for their attempt on her son’s life, she now stirs with even more anger. A confrontation is most certainly at hand, but Lady Stark has a valuable bargaining chip against the Lannisters, their most prized son, Jaime. War looms in the Seven Kingdoms and Lady Stark will no doubt play an important and badass role.
To celebrate the 50th anniversary of A Wrinkle in Time, me and 49 other web people are taking part in 50 days of 50 blogs. I love books.
If you went to school in the U.S., chances are you’ve read, or at least heard of A Wrinkle in Time. I actually didn’t read this in school because I was in the remedial reading program and this was for “advanced” kids. Advanced my ass, take that, nerds.
Happy new year to you guys. Over my long, actually, very long break, I went and saw The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. It was certainly worth my $9.50 and if you’ve seen it you’ll understand what I mean when I say it affected me long after I left the theater. Sheesh. For those unfamiliar, the story is all about a journalist and a hacker/investigator who uncover a grizzly history of serial killings and seek revenge upon a .01 percenter. If you haven’t seen it, I recommend it and if you haven’t read it you probably should. While watching it, I thought Lisbeth would make a great character post and many people have requested her, so here you go. Of course, in reality (fiction reality?) Lisbeth probably wouldn’t care.
I’ve been remiss in posting these lately, blame my job, blame my dogs or whatever you want. It’s my blog and I do as I please. Here’s the latest in my Esquire adventures, Fred Astaire. I hope you like it, but am not going to lose sleep if you don’t.
Did you enjoy reading this, well then you’re gonna love this shit:
Me and a few other bloggers who write about the fashunz styled some holiday looks for Park & Bond. We ate lots of cheese while looking over the racks and of course I saw that Junya and flipped out. Check out the site for the rest of the looks and to shop all you want. Let’s get our apres ski on.
Last night, I went to Barneys New York to visit Gaga’s Workshop. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect from the Mother Monster, but I knew it wasn’t going to be the typical scene of Madison and 60th. Here is a brief 30 point account of last night’s events.
The door is about to open, I’m definitely intrigued by the workshop. The doors open, drag queen statues everywhere talking at me.
Hey look! It’s Bryan wearing a onesie and a feathered coat and Wendy who I haven’t seen in a long time! Let’s hang out you guys.
Oh look, there’s lady Gaga’s face on a cookie! I’m going to eat you, girl.
(I really need a bathroom)
(There’s a bathroom on 6!)
Go upstairs and talk about life with security guard by the bathroom while waiting for elevator. He works the night shift and has to be there till 6:00 am, ouch.
Hey look it’s Leandra! Sweet man, we’re pals now because we did that thing together.
Let’s get a drink, is there beer?
No, no beer. I’ll take a gin and tonic then, delicious.
No alcohol inside the workshop, only in the party room, which I’ve now named “The Champagne Room” and you can’t have sex their either.
Oh, hello Blake Lively, let me try and lure you over here with this light-up bouncy ball. Why isn’t this working? I’ll just show your assistant. Assistant enjoys my bouncy ball skill.
This place has everything: stuffed puff little monsters, a confection ring with fingers on it, press on rock nails, studded Michael Jackson gloves, flygrip iphone cases, a tiara for a wedding dress, a candle that cries tears from its eye canals, leather bound children’s books and an arachnid mother-monster.
Seth Meyers asks, “what’s an arachnid mother-monster?”
Stefon answers, “it’s that thing where they turn Lady Gaga into a giant spider full of Christmas presents and they explode all over a department store.”
Moving on, Leandra and I bumped into Danny, he’s wearing the Versace for H&M overcoat, it’s pretty nice actually.
Brad Walsh from twitter said hi and introduced himself, IRL.
Whoa! There’s Lady Gaga and she’s wearing a crazy dress that Chanel had custom made for her.
She’s getting closer, now is my chance to post a photo to facebook and prove that yes, I do have a life. Fuck you, high school!
She poses with a fan, he is immediately cropped out of my picture.
Phone dies and I get really pissed about it.
Leandra tries on Michael Jackson gloves.
I tell Leandra that I don’t think they’re a wise purchase.
We go grab another drink, this place is crazy and we talk about stuff like thanksgiving and my house.
My stomach craves indulgence and my work is calling my name.
Everybody has come across a Veruca Salt in their lives. You know the type: bitchy, rich and ungrateful. Makes me mad just thinking about it. You’ll remember Veruca from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, she’s the greedy brat that always wants more. First she wants a golden ticket, then she wants a golden goose then she starts yammering on about some bean feast and 10,000 tons of ice cream. Of course, like all imbalanced children that visit Willie Wonka’s factory, she gets her just desserts AND I AIN’T TALKIN’ CHOCOLATE.
WHAT WOULD CLAUDIA THE FOREVER-CHILD-VAMPIRE WEAR?
So, knowing how big of a fan of Twilight I am, this post has been a long time coming. Like Bram Stoker’s vampires, Anne Rice’s are pretty badass. One of the the most interesting is Claudia. Unlike the rest of her kind, Claudia was made a vampire before she was an adult which leaves her to be a child for eternity. At first, that’s cool and her vampire fathers Lestat and Louis spoil her to no end. She ensnares her prey by being an angelic young child, often lost or in need. She murders at will and without care, ugh, kids. As decades wear on, Claudia becomes frustrated that she’ll never experience life as an adult. Her frustration turns to blind rage and she murders Lestat (but he don’t die!) and she and Louis flee to Europe to find more about their vampire roots. In Paris, the pair revel in culture and the arts before finding a troupe of vampires who pretend to be humans who pretend to be vampires to trick their prey. After it is revealed that Louis and Claudia killed Lestat, the theatrical vampires condemn Claudia to death by sunshine. I hate sunshine too. For those concerned for Louis, he lives, but is forever haunted by the death of Claudia. Try to keep in mind what a spoiled child with really good taste would wear…
1. Help me, I’m lost and have an undying bloodthirst
Dress by Christopher Kane, shoes by DVF
2. We’re moving to Paris because everybody else SUCKS
Dress by Chanel, shoes by Elie Saab
3. Oh great, now I’m getting burned alive, this is great, fantastic.
Dress by Oscar de la Renta, vest by Giambattista Valli, shoes by Nina Ricci