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A hand­shake can quell polit­i­cal unrest and sti­fle impend­ing war. It can, with a bit of spit, val­i­date a gentleman’s agree­ment, end a years-long roman­tic rela­tion­ship or send a young heart rac­ing. But it all depends on the two par­ties involved.

Daisy, 21, felt a seis­mic jolt when Har­ry Styles, 25, wear­ing a striped jumper and rings on three of his five fin­gers, clutched her hand two days after this year’s Met Gala in New York, when she served him gela­to at the shop where she worked.

“He decid­ed on a small mint choco­late gela­to and I made his and the one for his friend and I said, ​‘Can I just say I absolute­ly loved your Met Gala look’ and he said ​‘Thank you very much! What’s your name?’ And I said, ​‘Daisy’ AND HE FUCK­ING EXTEND­ED HISHAND AND REACHED TO SHAKE MY HAND AND I ACTU­AL­LY FUCK­INGSHOOK HIS HAND WHAT THE FUCK,” she wrote on Insta­gram after The Shak­en­ing. ​“Like I didn’t even say any­thing to gas him up besides ​‘I loved your met gala look’ and his fine ass went and shook my hand! WHAT A BEAU­TI­FUL FUCK­ING HUMAN BEINGTHAT HE IS GOD BLESS HIM AND I HOPE HW [sic] LIVES FOREVER.”

For Har­ry Styles, a hand­shake can be a roman­tic ges­ture, con­jur­ing a potent rev­er­ence in its recip­i­ent, like the time he met Gucci’s cre­ative direc­tor Alessan­dro Michele. ​“He was as attrac­tive as James Dean and as per­sua­sive as Gre­ta Gar­bo. He was like a Luchi­no Vis­con­ti char­ac­ter, like an Apol­lo: at the same time sexy as a woman, as a kid, as a man,” Michele told me, has­ten­ing to add: ​“Of course, Har­ry is not aware of this.”

No, Styles has no idea the pow­er he wields. In per­son, he’s tow­er­ing, like some­one who is not that much taller but whose rep­u­ta­tion adds four inch­es. Styles has a seda­tive bari­tone, spo­ken in a rum­my north­ern Eng­lish accent, that tum­bles out so slow­ly you for­get the name of your first born, a swag­ger that has been nursed and per­fect­ed in myth­i­cal places with names like Pais­ley Park, or Abbey Road, or Grace­land. Makes com­plete sense that he would be up for the role of Elvis Pres­ley in Baz Luhrmann’s upcom­ing biopic. He was primed, nay, born to shake his hips, all but one but­ton on his shirt cling­ing for dear life around his tor­so. Then the part was award­ed to anoth­er actor, Austin Butler.

“[Elvis] was such an icon for me grow­ing up,” Styles tells me. ​“There was some­thing almost sacred about him, almost like I didn’t want to touch him. Then I end­ed up get­ting into [his life] a bit and I wasn’t dis­ap­point­ed,” he adds of his ini­tial research and prepa­ra­tions to play The King. He seems relaxed about los­ing the part to But­ler. ​“I feel like if I’m not the right per­son for the thing, then it’s best for both of us that I don’t do it, you know?”

Styles released his self-titled debut solo album in May 2017. The boy­band grad was clear­ly unin­ter­est­ed in hol­low­ing out the charts with more for­mu­la­ic meme pop. Instead, to the sur­prise of many, he dug his heels into retro-fetishist West Coast ​’70s rock. Some of the One Direc­tion fan-hordes might have been con­fused, but no mat­ter: Har­ry Styles sold one mil­lion copies.

Despite its com­mer­cial and crit­i­cal suc­cess, he didn’t tour the album right away. He want­ed to act in the Christo­pher Nolan film Dunkirk. To his cred­it, his por­tray­al of a British sol­dier cow­er­ing in a moored boat on the French beach­es as the Nazis advanced wasn’t skew­ered in the press like the movie debuts of, say, Madon­na or Justin Tim­ber­lake. Per­haps he was fol­low­ing advice giv­en by Elton John, who had urged him to diver­si­fy. ​“He was bril­liant in Dunkirk, which took a lot of peo­ple by sur­prise,” John writes in an email. ​“I love how he takes chances and risks.” Act­ing, unlike music, is a release for Styles; it’s the one time he can be not himself.

“Why do I want to act? It’s so dif­fer­ent to music for me,” he says, sud­den­ly ani­mat­ed. ​“They’re almost oppo­site for me. Music, you try and put so much of your­self into it; act­ing, you’re try­ing to total­ly dis­ap­pear in who­ev­er you’re being.”

Fol­low­ing the news that he missed out on Pres­ley, his name was float­ed for the role of Prince Eric in Disney’s live-action remake of The Lit­tle Mer­maid. How­ev­er, fans will have to wait a bit longer to see Styles on the big screen as that idea, too, has sunk. He won’t be The King or the Prince. ​“It was dis­cussed,” he acknow­ledges before swift­ly chang­ing the sub­ject. ​“I want to put music out and focus on that for a while. But every­one involved in it was amaz­ing, so I think it’s going to be great. I’ll enjoy watch­ing it, I’m sure.”

The new album is wrapped and the sin­gle is decid­ed upon. ​“It’s not like his last album,” his friend, rock ​‘n’ roll leg­end Ste­vie Nicks, told me recent­ly over the phone. ​“It’s not like any­thing One Direc­tion ever did. It’s pure Har­ry, as Har­ry would say. He’s made a very dif­fer­ent record and it’s spectacular.”

Beyond that, Styles is keep­ing his cards close to his chest as to his next musi­cal move. How­ev­er, the air is thick with rumours that his main wing­man for HS2 is Kid Har­poon, aka Tom Hull, who co-wrote debut album track Sweet Crea­ture. No less an author­i­ty than Liam Gal­lagher told us that both big band escapees were in the same stu­dio – RAK in north-west Lon­don – at the same time mak­ing their sec­ond solo albums. Styles played him a cou­ple of tracks, ​“and I tell you what, they’re good,” Gal­lagher enthused. ​“A bit like that Bon Iver. Is that his name?”

Har­ry Styles met Nicks at a Fleet­wood Mac con­cert in Los Ange­les in April 2015. Some­thing about him felt authen­tic to the leg­endary front­woman: ground­ed, like she’d known him for­ev­er, blessed with a win­ning moon­shot grin. A month lat­er, they met back­stage at anoth­er Mac gig, this time at the O2 in Lon­don. Styles brought a car­rot cake for Nicks’ birth­day, her name piped in icing on top. By her own admis­sion, Nicks doesn’t even cel­e­brate birth­days, so this was a sur­prise. ​“He was per­son­al­ly respon­si­ble for me actu­al­ly hav­ing to cel­e­brate my birth­day, which was very sweet,” she says.

Styles’ rela­tion­ship with Nicks is hard to define. Induct­ing her into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in New York as a solo artist ear­li­er this year, his speech hymned her as a ​“mag­i­cal gyp­sy god­moth­er who occu­pies the in-between”. She’s called him her ​“lovechild” with Mick Fleet­wood and the ​“son I nev­er had”. Both have moved past the pre­lim­i­nary chat acknowl­edg­ing each other’s unquan­tifi­able tal­ents and smooth­ly accel­er­at­ed towards play­ful cut-and-thrust ban­ter of a witch mom and her naughty child.

They per­form togeth­er – he sings The Chainand Stop Drag­gin’ My Heart Around; she sings the one alleged­ly writ­ten about Tay­lor Swift, Two Ghosts. One of those per­for­mances was at the Guc­ci Cruise after­par­ty in Rome in May, for ​“a lot of mon­ey”, Nicks tells me, in a ​“big kind of cas­tle place”. She has become his de fac­to men­tor – one phone call is all it takes to reach the Queen of Rock’n’Roll for advice on sequenc­ing (“She is real­ly good at track list­ing,” Styles admits) or just to hear each other’s voic­es… because, well, wouldn’t you?

Fol­low­ing anoth­er Fleet­wood Mac con­cert, at London’s Wem­b­ley Sta­di­um, in June, Nicks met Styles for a late (Indi­an) din­ner. He then invit­ed her back to his semi-detached Geor­gian man­sion in north Lon­don for a lis­ten­ing par­ty at mid­night. The album – HS2or what­ev­er it’ll be called – was fin­ished. Nicks, her assis­tant Karen, her make-up artist and her friends Jess and Mary crammed onto Styles’ liv­ing-room couch. They lis­tened to it once through in silence like a ​“bunch of edu­cat­ed monks or some­thing in this dark room”. Then once again, 15 or 16 tracks, this time each of his guests offer­ing live feed­back. It wrapped at 5am, just as the sun was bleed­ing through the curtains.

Even for a pop star of Styles’ stature, press­ing ​“play” on a deeply per­son­al work for your hero to digest, watch­ing her face react in real time to your new music, must be… what?

“It’s a dou­ble-edged thing,” he replies. ​“You’re always ner­vous when you are play­ing peo­ple music for the first time. You’ve heard it so much by this point, you for­get that peo­ple haven’t heard it before. It’s hard to not feel like you’ve done what you’ve set out to do. You are hap­py with some­thing and then some­one who you respect so much and look up to is, like: ​‘I real­ly like this.’ It feels like a large stamp [of approval]. It’s a big step towards feel­ing very com­fort­able with what­ev­er else hap­pens to it.”

Wad­ing through Styles’ back­ground info is exhaust­ing, since he was spanked by fame in the social media era where every god­dam blink of a kohl-rimmed eye has been doc­u­ment­ed from six angles. (And yes, he does some­times wear guyliner.)

Deep breath: born in Red­ditch, Worces­ter­shire, to par­ents Des and Anne, who divorced when he was sev­en. Grew up in Holmes Chapel in Cheshire with his sis­ter Gem­ma, mum and step­dad Robin Twist. Rode hors­es at a near­by sta­ble for free (“I was a bad rid­er, but I was a rid­er”). Stopped rid­ing, ​“got into dif­fer­ent stuff”. Formed a band, White Eski­mo, with school­mates. Aged 16, tried out for the 2010 run of The X Fac­torwith a stir­ring but aver­age ren­di­tion of Ste­vie Wonder’s Isn’t She Love­ly. Cut from the show and put into a boy band with four oth­ers, Louis Tom­lin­son, Liam Payne, Niall Horan and Zayn Malik, and called One Direc­tion. Became inter­na­tion­al­ly famous, toured the globe. Zayn quit to go solo. Toured some more. Dat­ed but maybe didn’t date Car­o­line Flack, Rita Ora and Tay­lor Swift – whom he report­ed­ly dumped in the British Vir­gin Islands. (This rela­tion­ship, if noth­ing else, yield­ed an icon­ic, can­did shot of Swift look­ing deject­ed, being motored back to shore on the back of a boat called the Fly­ing Ray.) One Direc­tion dis­cussed dis­band­ing in 2014, actu­al­ly dis­solved in 2015. They remain friend­ly, and Styles offi­cial­ly went solo in 2016.

It’s been two years since his epony­mous debut and lead sin­gle, Sign of the Times, shocked the world and Elton John with its swag­ger­ing, soft rock sound. ​“It came out of left field and I loved it,” John says.

After 89 are­na-packed shows across five con­ti­nents grossed him, the label, whomev­er, over $61 mil­lion, Styles had all but dis­ap­peared. He has emerged only inter­mit­tent­ly for pub­lic-fac­ing events – a Guc­ci after­par­ty per­for­mance here, a Met Gala co-chair­ing there. He relo­cat­ed from Los Ange­les back to Lon­don, sell­ing his Hol­ly­wood Hills house for $6mil­lion and ship­ping his Jaguar E-type across the Atlantic so he could take joyrides on the M25.

“I’m not over LA,” he insists when I ask about the move. ​“My rela­tion­ship with LAchanged a lot. What I want­ed from LA changed.”

A great escape, he would agree, is some­times nec­es­sary. He was in Tokyo for most of Jan­u­ary, hav­ing near­ly fin­ished his album. ​“I need­ed time to get out of that album frame-of-mind of: ​‘Is it fin­ished? Where am I at? What’s hap­pen­ing?’ I real­ly need­ed that time away from every­one. I was kind of just in Tokyo by myself.” His sab­bat­i­cal most­ly involved read­ing Haru­ki Murakami’s The Wind-Up Bird Chron­i­cle, singing Nir­vana at karaoke, writ­ing alone in his hotel room, lis­ten­ing to music and eaves­drop­ping on strangers in alien con­ver­sa­tion. ​“It was just a pos­i­tive time for my head and I think that impact­ed the album in a big way.”

Dur­ing this break he watched a lot of films, read a lot of books. Some­times he texts these rec­om­men­da­tions to his pal Michele at Guc­ci. He told Michele to watch the Ali Mac­graw film, Love Sto­ry. ​“We text what friends text about. He is the same [as me] in terms of he lives in his own world and he does his own thing. I love dress­ing up and he loves dress­ing up.”

Because he loves dress­ing up, Michele chose Styles to be the face of three Guc­ci Tai­lor­ing cam­paigns and of its new gen­der­less fra­grance, Mémoire d’une Odeur.

“The moment I met him, I imme­di­ate­ly under­stood there was some­thing strong around him,” Michele tells me. ​“I realised he was much more than a young singer. He was a young man, dressed in a thought­ful way, with uncombed hair and a beau­ti­ful voice. I thought he gath­ered with­in him­self the fem­i­nine and the masculine.”

Fash­ion, for Styles, is a play­ground. Some­thing he doesn’t take too seri­ous­ly. A cou­ple of years ago Har­ry Lam­bert, his styl­ist since 2015, acquired for him a pair of pink metal­lic Saint Lau­rent boots that he has nev­er been pho­tographed wear­ing. They are exceed­ing­ly rare – few pairs exist. Styles wears them ​“to get milk”. They are, in his words, ​“super-fun”. He’s not sure, but he has, ball­park, 50 pairs of shoes, as well as full clos­ets in at least three post­codes. He set­tles on an out­fit fair­ly quick­ly, maybe changes his T-shirt once before head­ing out, but most­ly knows what he likes.

What he may not ful­ly com­pre­hend is that sim­ply by being pho­tographed in a gar­ment he can spur the career of a design­er, as he has with Har­ris Reed, Palo­mo Spain, Charles Jef­frey, Alled-Martínez and a new favourite, Bode. Styles wore a SS16 Guc­ci flo­ral suit to the 2015 Amer­i­can Music Awards. When he was asked who made his suit on the red car­pet, Guc­ci began trend­ing world­wide on Twitter.

“It was one of the first times a male wore Alessandro’s run­way designs and, at the time, men were not tak­ing too many red car­pet risks,” says Lam­bert. ​“Who knows if it influ­enced oth­ers, but it was a spe­cial moment. Plus, it was fun see­ing the fans dress up in suits to come see Harry’s shows.”

Yet tra­di­tion­al gen­der codes of dress still have the minds of mid­dle Amer­i­ca in a choke­hold. Men can’t wear women’s clothes, say the online whingers, who have labelled him ​“trag­ic”, ​“a clown” and a Bowie wannabe. Styles doesn’t care. ​“What’s fem­i­nine and what’s mas­cu­line, what men are wear­ing and what women are wear­ing – it’s like there are no lines any more.”

Elton John agrees: ​“It worked for Marc Bolan, Bowie and Mick. Har­ry has the same qualities.”

Then there is the ques­tion of Styles’ sex­u­al­i­ty, some­thing he has admit­ted­ly ​“nev­er real­ly start­ed to label”, which will plague him until he does. Per­haps it’s part of his allure. He’s bran­dished a pride flag that read ​“Make Amer­i­ca Gay Again” on stage, and plant­ed a stake some­where left of cen­tre on sexuality’s rain­bow spectrum.

“In the posi­tion that he’s in, he can’t real­ly say a lot, but he chose a queer girl band to open for him and I think that speaks vol­umes,” Josette Maskin of the queer band MUNA told The Face ear­li­er this year.

“I get a lot of…” Styles trails off, wheels turn­ing on how he can dis­cuss sex­u­al­i­ty with­out real­ly answer­ing. ​“I’m not always super-out­spo­ken. But I think it’s very clear from choic­es that I make that I feel a cer­tain way about lots of things. I don’t know how to describe it. I guess I’m not…” He paus­es again, piv­ots. ​“I want every­one to feel wel­come at shows and online. They want to be loved and equal, you know? I’m nev­er unsup­port­ed, so it feels weird for me to over­think it for some­one else.”

Sex­u­al­i­ty aside, he must acknowl­edge that he has sex appeal. ​“The word ​‘sexy’ sounds so strange com­ing out of my mouth. So I would say that that’s prob­a­bly why I would not con­sid­er myself sexy.”

Har­ry Styles has emerged ful­ly-formed, an anachro­nis­tic rock star, vague in sen­si­bil­i­ty but des­tined to impress with a dis­arm­ing smile and a warm but firm handshake.

I recite to him a quote from Chrissie Hyn­de of The Pre­tenders about her time atop rock’s throne: ​“I nev­er got into this for the mon­ey or because I want­ed to join in the super­star sex around the swim­ming pools. I did it because the offer of a record con­tract came along and it seemed like it might be more fun than being a wait­ress. Now, I’m not so sure.”

Styles – who worked in a bak­ery in a small north­ern town some time before play­ing to 40,000 scream­ing fans in South Amer­i­can are­nas – must have wit­nessed some shit, been invit­ed to a few pool­side sex par­ties, in his time.

“I’ve seen a cou­ple of things,” he nods in agree­ment. ​“But I’m still young. I feel like there’s still stuff to see.”

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The Face - Volume 4 . Issue 1

A hand­shake can quell polit­i­cal unrest and sti­fle impend­ing war. It can, with a bit of spit, val­i­date a gentleman’s agree­ment, end a years-long roman­tic rela­tion­ship or send a young heart rac­ing. But it all depends on the two par­ties involved.

Daisy, 21, felt a seis­mic jolt when Har­ry Styles, 25, wear­ing a striped jumper and rings on three of his five fin­gers, clutched her hand two days after this year’s Met Gala in New York, when she served him gela­to at the shop where she worked.

“He decid­ed on a small mint choco­late gela­to and I made his and the one for his friend and I said, ​‘Can I just say I absolute­ly loved your Met Gala look’ and he said ​‘Thank you very much! What’s your name?’ And I said, ​‘Daisy’ AND HE FUCK­ING EXTEND­ED HIS HAND AND REACHEDTO SHAKE MY HAND AND I ACTU­AL­LY FUCK­ING SHOOK HIS HAND WHAT THEFUCK,” she wrote on Insta­gram after The Shak­en­ing. ​“Like I didn’t even say any­thing to gas him up besides ​‘I loved your met gala look’ and his fine ass went and shook my hand! WHATA BEAU­TI­FUL FUCK­ING HUMAN BEING THAT HE IS GOD BLESS HIM AND I HOPE HW[sic] LIVES FOREVER.”

For Har­ry Styles, a hand­shake can be a roman­tic ges­ture, con­jur­ing a potent rev­er­ence in its recip­i­ent, like the time he met Gucci’s cre­ative direc­tor Alessan­dro Michele. ​“He was as attrac­tive as James Dean and as per­sua­sive as Gre­ta Gar­bo. He was like a Luchi­no Vis­con­ti char­ac­ter, like an Apol­lo: at the same time sexy as a woman, as a kid, as a man,” Michele told me, has­ten­ing to add: ​“Of course, Har­ry is not aware of this.”

No, Styles has no idea the pow­er he wields. In per­son, he’s tow­er­ing, like some­one who is not that much taller but whose rep­u­ta­tion adds four inch­es. Styles has a seda­tive bari­tone, spo­ken in a rum­my north­ern Eng­lish accent, that tum­bles out so slow­ly you for­get the name of your first born, a swag­ger that has been nursed and per­fect­ed in myth­i­cal places with names like Pais­ley Park, or Abbey Road, or Grace­land. Makes com­plete sense that he would be up for the role of Elvis Pres­ley in Baz Luhrmann’s upcom­ing biopic. He was primed, nay, born to shake his hips, all but one but­ton on his shirt cling­ing for dear life around his tor­so. Then the part was award­ed to anoth­er actor, Austin Butler.

“[Elvis] was such an icon for me grow­ing up,” Styles tells me. ​“There was some­thing almost sacred about him, almost like I didn’t want to touch him. Then I end­ed up get­ting into [his life] a bit and I wasn’t dis­ap­point­ed,” he adds of his ini­tial research and prepa­ra­tions to play The King. He seems relaxed about los­ing the part to But­ler. ​“I feel like if I’m not the right per­son for the thing, then it’s best for both of us that I don’t do it, you know?”

Styles released his self-titled debut solo album in May 2017. The boy­band grad was clear­ly unin­ter­est­ed in hol­low­ing out the charts with more for­mu­la­ic meme pop. Instead, to the sur­prise of many, he dug his heels into retro-fetishist West Coast ​’70s rock. Some of the One Direc­tion fan-hordes might have been con­fused, but no mat­ter: Har­ry Styles sold one mil­lion copies.

Despite its com­mer­cial and crit­i­cal suc­cess, he didn’t tour the album right away. He want­ed to act in the Christo­pher Nolan film Dunkirk. To his cred­it, his por­tray­al of a British sol­dier cow­er­ing in a moored boat on the French beach­es as the Nazis advanced wasn’t skew­ered in the press like the movie debuts of, say, Madon­na or Justin Tim­ber­lake. Per­haps he was fol­low­ing advice giv­en by Elton John, who had urged him to diver­si­fy. ​“He was bril­liant in Dunkirk, which took a lot of peo­ple by sur­prise,” John writes in an email. ​“I love how he takes chances and risks.” Act­ing, unlike music, is a release for Styles; it’s the one time he can be not himself.

“Why do I want to act? It’s so dif­fer­ent to music for me,” he says, sud­den­ly ani­mat­ed. ​“They’re almost oppo­site for me. Music, you try and put so much of your­self into it; act­ing, you’re try­ing to total­ly dis­ap­pear in who­ev­er you’re being.”

Fol­low­ing the news that he missed out on Pres­ley, his name was float­ed for the role of Prince Eric in Disney’s live-action remake of The Lit­tle Mer­maid. How­ev­er, fans will have to wait a bit longer to see Styles on the big screen as that idea, too, has sunk. He won’t be The King or the Prince. ​“It was dis­cussed,” he acknow­ledges before swift­ly chang­ing the sub­ject. ​“I want to put music out and focus on that for a while. But every­one involved in it was amaz­ing, so I think it’s going to be great. I’ll enjoy watch­ing it, I’m sure.”

The new album is wrapped and the sin­gle is decid­ed upon. ​“It’s not like his last album,” his friend, rock ​‘n’ roll leg­end Ste­vie Nicks, told me recent­ly over the phone. ​“It’s not like any­thing One Direc­tion ever did. It’s pure Har­ry, as Har­ry would say. He’s made a very dif­fer­ent record and it’s spectacular.”

Beyond that, Styles is keep­ing his cards close to his chest as to his next musi­cal move. How­ev­er, the air is thick with rumours that his main wing­man for HS2 is Kid Har­poon, aka Tom Hull, who co-wrote debut album track Sweet Crea­ture. No less an author­i­ty than Liam Gal­lagher told us that both big band escapees were in the same stu­dio – RAK in north-west Lon­don – at the same time mak­ing their sec­ond solo albums. Styles played him a cou­ple of tracks, ​“and I tell you what, they’re good,” Gal­lagher enthused. ​“A bit like that Bon Iver. Is that his name?”

Har­ry Styles met Nicks at a Fleet­wood Mac con­cert in Los Ange­les in April 2015. Some­thing about him felt authen­tic to the leg­endary front­woman: ground­ed, like she’d known him for­ev­er, blessed with a win­ning moon­shot grin. A month lat­er, they met back­stage at anoth­er Mac gig, this time at the O2 in Lon­don. Styles brought a car­rot cake for Nicks’ birth­day, her name piped in icing on top. By her own admis­sion, Nicks doesn’t even cel­e­brate birth­days, so this was a sur­prise. ​“He was per­son­al­ly respon­si­ble for me actu­al­ly hav­ing to cel­e­brate my birth­day, which was very sweet,” she says.

Styles’ rela­tion­ship with Nicks is hard to define. Induct­ing her into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in New York as a solo artist ear­li­er this year, his speech hymned her as a ​“mag­i­cal gyp­sy god­moth­er who occu­pies the in-between”. She’s called him her ​“lovechild” with Mick Fleet­wood and the ​“son I nev­er had”. Both have moved past the pre­lim­i­nary chat acknowl­edg­ing each other’s unquan­tifi­able tal­ents and smooth­ly accel­er­at­ed towards play­ful cut-and-thrust ban­ter of a witch mom and her naughty child.

They per­form togeth­er – he sings The Chain and Stop Drag­gin’ My Heart Around; she sings the one alleged­ly writ­ten about Tay­lor Swift, Two Ghosts. One of those per­for­mances was at the Guc­ci Cruise after­par­ty in Rome in May, for ​“a lot of mon­ey”, Nicks tells me, in a ​“big kind of cas­tle place”. She has become his de fac­to men­tor – one phone call is all it takes to reach the Queen of Rock’n’Roll for advice on sequenc­ing (“She is real­ly good at track list­ing,” Styles admits) or just to hear each other’s voic­es… because, well, wouldn’t you?

Fol­low­ing anoth­er Fleet­wood Mac con­cert, at London’s Wem­b­ley Sta­di­um, in June, Nicks met Styles for a late (Indi­an) din­ner. He then invit­ed her back to his semi-detached Geor­gian man­sion in north Lon­don for a lis­ten­ing par­ty at mid­night. The album – HS2or what­ev­er it’ll be called – was fin­ished. Nicks, her assis­tant Karen, her make-up artist and her friends Jess and Mary crammed onto Styles’ liv­ing-room couch. They lis­tened to it once through in silence like a ​“bunch of edu­cat­ed monks or some­thing in this dark room”. Then once again, 15 or 16 tracks, this time each of his guests offer­ing live feed­back. It wrapped at 5am, just as the sun was bleed­ing through the curtains.

Even for a pop star of Styles’ stature, press­ing ​“play” on a deeply per­son­al work for your hero to digest, watch­ing her face react in real time to your new music, must be… what?

“It’s a dou­ble-edged thing,” he replies. ​“You’re always ner­vous when you are play­ing peo­ple music for the first time. You’ve heard it so much by this point, you for­get that peo­ple haven’t heard it before. It’s hard to not feel like you’ve done what you’ve set out to do. You are hap­py with some­thing and then some­one who you respect so much and look up to is, like: ​‘I real­ly like this.’ It feels like a large stamp [of approval]. It’s a big step towards feel­ing very com­fort­able with what­ev­er else hap­pens to it.”

Wad­ing through Styles’ back­ground info is exhaust­ing, since he was spanked by fame in the social media era where every god­dam blink of a kohl-rimmed eye has been doc­u­ment­ed from six angles. (And yes, he does some­times wear guyliner.)

Deep breath: born in Red­ditch, Worces­ter­shire, to par­ents Des and Anne, who divorced when he was sev­en. Grew up in Holmes Chapel in Cheshire with his sis­ter Gem­ma, mum and step­dad Robin Twist. Rode hors­es at a near­by sta­ble for free (“I was a bad rid­er, but I was a rid­er”). Stopped rid­ing, ​“got into dif­fer­ent stuff”. Formed a band, White Eski­mo, with school­mates. Aged 16, tried out for the 2010 run of The X Fac­torwith a stir­ring but aver­age ren­di­tion of Ste­vie Wonder’s Isn’t She Love­ly. Cut from the show and put into a boy band with four oth­ers, Louis Tom­lin­son, Liam Payne, Niall Horan and Zayn Malik, and called One Direc­tion. Became inter­na­tion­al­ly famous, toured the globe. Zayn quit to go solo. Toured some more. Dat­ed but maybe didn’t date Car­o­line Flack, Rita Ora and Tay­lor Swift – whom he report­ed­ly dumped in the British Vir­gin Islands. (This rela­tion­ship, if noth­ing else, yield­ed an icon­ic, can­did shot of Swift look­ing deject­ed, being motored back to shore on the back of a boat called the Fly­ing Ray.) One Direc­tion dis­cussed dis­band­ing in 2014, actu­al­ly dis­solved in 2015. They remain friend­ly, and Styles offi­cial­ly went solo in 2016.

It’s been two years since his epony­mous debut and lead sin­gle, Sign of the Times, shocked the world and Elton John with its swag­ger­ing, soft rock sound. ​“It came out of left field and I loved it,” John says.

After 89 are­na-packed shows across five con­ti­nents grossed him, the label, whomev­er, over $61mil­lion, Styles had all but dis­ap­peared. He has emerged only inter­mit­tent­ly for pub­lic-fac­ing events – a Guc­ci after­par­ty per­for­mance here, a Met Gala co-chair­ing there. He relo­cat­ed from Los Ange­les back to Lon­don, sell­ing his Hol­ly­wood Hills house for $6 mil­lion and ship­ping his Jaguar E-type across the Atlantic so he could take joyrides on the M25.

“I’m not over LA,” he insists when I ask about the move. ​“My rela­tion­ship with LA changed a lot. What I want­ed from LA changed.”

A great escape, he would agree, is some­times nec­es­sary. He was in Tokyo for most of Jan­u­ary, hav­ing near­ly fin­ished his album. ​“I need­ed time to get out of that album frame-of-mind of: ​‘Is it fin­ished? Where am I at? What’s hap­pen­ing?’ I real­ly need­ed that time away from every­one. I was kind of just in Tokyo by myself.” His sab­bat­i­cal most­ly involved read­ing Haru­ki Murakami’s The Wind-Up Bird Chron­i­cle, singing Nir­vana at karaoke, writ­ing alone in his hotel room, lis­ten­ing to music and eaves­drop­ping on strangers in alien con­ver­sa­tion. ​“It was just a pos­i­tive time for my head and I think that impact­ed the album in a big way.”

Dur­ing this break he watched a lot of films, read a lot of books. Some­times he texts these rec­om­men­da­tions to his pal Michele at Guc­ci. He told Michele to watch the Ali Mac­graw film, Love Sto­ry. ​“We text what friends text about. He is the same [as me] in terms of he lives in his own world and he does his own thing. I love dress­ing up and he loves dress­ing up.”

Because he loves dress­ing up, Michele chose Styles to be the face of three Guc­ci Tai­lor­ing cam­paigns and of its new gen­der­less fra­grance, Mémoire d’une Odeur.

“The moment I met him, I imme­di­ate­ly under­stood there was some­thing strong around him,” Michele tells me. ​“I realised he was much more than a young singer. He was a young man, dressed in a thought­ful way, with uncombed hair and a beau­ti­ful voice. I thought he gath­ered with­in him­self the fem­i­nine and the masculine.”

Fash­ion, for Styles, is a play­ground. Some­thing he doesn’t take too seri­ous­ly. A cou­ple of years ago Har­ry Lam­bert, his styl­ist since 2015, acquired for him a pair of pink metal­lic Saint Lau­rent boots that he has nev­er been pho­tographed wear­ing. They are exceed­ing­ly rare – few pairs exist. Styles wears them ​“to get milk”. They are, in his words, ​“super-fun”. He’s not sure, but he has, ball­park, 50 pairs of shoes, as well as full clos­ets in at least three post­codes. He set­tles on an out­fit fair­ly quick­ly, maybe changes his T-shirt once before head­ing out, but most­ly knows what he likes.

What he may not ful­ly com­pre­hend is that sim­ply by being pho­tographed in a gar­ment he can spur the career of a design­er, as he has with Har­ris Reed, Palo­mo Spain, Charles Jef­frey, Alled-Martínez and a new favourite, Bode. Styles wore a SS16 Guc­ci flo­ral suit to the 2015 Amer­i­can Music Awards. When he was asked who made his suit on the red car­pet, Guc­ci began trend­ing world­wide on Twitter.

“It was one of the first times a male wore Alessandro’s run­way designs and, at the time, men were not tak­ing too many red car­pet risks,” says Lam­bert. ​“Who knows if it influ­enced oth­ers, but it was a spe­cial moment. Plus, it was fun see­ing the fans dress up in suits to come see Harry’s shows.”

Yet tra­di­tion­al gen­der codes of dress still have the minds of mid­dle Amer­i­ca in a choke­hold. Men can’t wear women’s clothes, say the online whingers, who have labelled him ​“trag­ic”, ​“a clown” and a Bowie wannabe. Styles doesn’t care. ​“What’s fem­i­nine and what’s mas­cu­line, what men are wear­ing and what women are wear­ing – it’s like there are no lines any more.”

Elton John agrees: ​“It worked for Marc Bolan, Bowie and Mick. Har­ry has the same qualities.”

Then there is the ques­tion of Styles’ sex­u­al­i­ty, some­thing he has admit­ted­ly ​“nev­er real­ly start­ed to label”, which will plague him until he does. Per­haps it’s part of his allure. He’s bran­dished a pride flag that read ​“Make Amer­i­ca Gay Again” on stage, and plant­ed a stake some­where left of cen­tre on sexuality’s rain­bow spectrum.

“In the posi­tion that he’s in, he can’t real­ly say a lot, but he chose a queer girl band to open for him and I think that speaks vol­umes,” Josette Maskin of the queer band MUNA told The Face ear­li­er this year.

“I get a lot of…” Styles trails off, wheels turn­ing on how he can dis­cuss sex­u­al­i­ty with­out real­ly answer­ing. ​“I’m not always super-out­spo­ken. But I think it’s very clear from choic­es that I make that I feel a cer­tain way about lots of things. I don’t know how to describe it. I guess I’m not…” He paus­es again, piv­ots. ​“I want every­one to feel wel­come at shows and online. They want to be loved and equal, you know? I’m nev­er unsup­port­ed, so it feels weird for me to over­think it for some­one else.”

Sex­u­al­i­ty aside, he must acknowl­edge that he has sex appeal. ​“The word ​‘sexy’ sounds so strange com­ing out of my mouth. So I would say that that’s prob­a­bly why I would not con­sid­er myself sexy.”

Har­ry Styles has emerged ful­ly-formed, an anachro­nis­tic rock star, vague in sen­si­bil­i­ty but des­tined to impress with a dis­arm­ing smile and a warm but firm handshake.

I recite to him a quote from Chrissie Hyn­de of The Pre­tenders about her time atop rock’s throne: ​“I nev­er got into this for the mon­ey or because I want­ed to join in the super­star sex around the swim­ming pools. I did it because the offer of a record con­tract came along and it seemed like it might be more fun than being a wait­ress. Now, I’m not so sure.”

Styles – who worked in a bak­ery in a small north­ern town some time before play­ing to 40,000scream­ing fans in South Amer­i­can are­nas – must have wit­nessed some shit, been invit­ed to a few pool­side sex par­ties, in his time.

“I’ve seen a cou­ple of things,” he nods in agree­ment. ​“But I’m still young. I feel like there’s still stuff to see.”

[conser2restor]

Piet Boon crea The Jane: mística y rock’n roll en una antigua capilla. Una experiencia gastronómica mística... y rock'n roll. o al menos así es como lo definen los chefs Sergio Herman y Nick Bril, creadores del concepto desarrollado por Piet Boon para The Jane. Una nueva y original experiencia culinaria situada en la antigua capilla de un hospital militar de Amberes.

[444names]

the entire article on ayleidoon from uespwiki + french forenames

Abappown Abelly Abossae Abreakund Aganamicka Agene Alassil's Alathly Aldabarcy Aleisèle Alen Ales Alesses Aliebine Almori Amen Amrip Anceldane Andas Anielle Anieviève Anmarare Aratavar Ards Argessive Ariluchi Ariscasede Arised Arlatime Arlauta Arlecu Arlo Arlovire Asille Ateromen Atia Atted Audome Avabek Aymor Bage Balaia Bastoria Baurand Becaselion Bect Beectactes Befin Beforatu Begin Beline Belleidown Beris Bethérès Blettarone Bril's Brip Cala Calath Cambole Came Cane Canscare Cantion Cançoion Caster Cedel Cencena Cephris Ceyanstaks Chect Chen Cherse Ciencknoît Clal Colançois Coment Compluetta Conda Cord Culia Cyrossals Cédérès Darlatatar Daseed Daval Deakenne Dely Dences Dencieu Denjacené Denworie Derren Dertrack Dettand Dieldard Dife Diferbia Diil Dind Diround Dood Doria Dusael Dylvernay Dylvettane Egori Eliatire Emer Emesean Eper Eporinier Erizesta Erse Etreld Excel Exil Falle Falow Fanfix Fanseculdo Feadoods Foranpad Forathéris Forsarc Fortin Franyemm Frent Fres Gaines Gans Geldmen Ghou Gine Ginenine Glyn Golanie Gorang Gormatras Gornalang Grallemar Grana Grannie Granon Grat Gratu Graya Grice Halie Hance Hectsings Hena Herant Hers Holialou Hown Hrance Hurégion Hype Iles Impon Inallangu Ines Insene Irèse Itelle Ittle Jamatte Jamichie Jandirette Jeadary Jeadaviève Jeamal Jeanda Jeans Jeant Jear Jech Joria Joseld Josely Josiden Jouisèle Joëllyane Julde Kent Kingua Lagarre Lalavil Lalbe Lanciel Lanyon Laselles Lathrisdo Lavarlarna Lilavahta Liseaceya Livey Lor's Loranenené Lorie Lorn Lounata Luchech Lucier Lumaing Lémilleid Lémy Madia Magaine Mage Magone Malar Male Mallan Malwin Mana Manmenzo Marca Mare Markne Marlabal Marome Marpele Marshile Marva Matedlie Materbings Mathelcorn Mathes Matte Meranyon Mest Micarge Micassits Mick Mict Mill Ming's Minote Mista Mithame Mond Mone Monna Moran Moranique Mord Moriligh Morily Morion Mornar Mornarce Mors Morther Mosmadve Mourn Muris Myro Myrods Nabelcome Nala Nalan Naya Nent Nick Niebe Night Nique Nonarloul Nota Nottieu Nown Obal Oione Oiser Ondrienée Oracquel Orieu Orindame Ounangs Ousimon Padon Paris Parnal Passall Pater Paundre Paurn Peanencey Perseed Pheidel Phine Phing Phrotellik Pliki Plitia Posed Possid Posspwis Pourn Preane Prel Prenne Rance Rand Rayeis Reançois Redomise Relight Remer Riasethat Ringaine Ruchrokii Rumaces Régors Rémeres Réming Sabadiild Samigrand Sammine Sards Scascuvoy Scre Seadelinen Seatth Secre Secreane Sedlicell Sedly Selext Selle Sells Sely Selye Senne Septa Seser Sesta Settle Shal Shalemend Shanotte Shaëlle Shaëllesse Shilect Sichrang Siden Sigh Sigistaht Silatarly Sillis Silpeatria Sine Sinstoran Sion Soldo Some Sonnyadel Soph Spaseper Spen Stry Subjearla Subjenoble Subjes Suffe Suffeaks Summ Sunkne Sunmages Supose Supplimorn Swell Swen Sylve Symones Séve Taldasil Tanymola Tarknoulis Tatri Thamic Thaël Thient Thmact Thmat Thmel Toranmily Tralaurn Tria Trien Trunne Twylaur Twyle Twyllie Ughtya Vahan Valwine Varalata Vararlan Vards Vare Vargear Varick Vark Vasoutu Vers Veyeirevic Videnses Vienote Vily Vind Vine Viève Vérodind Watam Wateratic Wathatual Ween Weld Welienne Welkyna Welle Welye Wenack Wenatter Werint Whathilver Wiluc Wornaing Woutacome Yadawne Yanna Yone Youn Élauro Élieldifts Élitaléate Éliven Élène Élèneye Érichen Éver

same thing but greater order and longer names

Abalagea Abamarine Abast Aboutcas Adabava Adaburosed Adaptisting Adden Addenoting Adjectavoy Alage Alangua Alauro Albernal Alengly Alession Alexile Amanonunga Amath Amélanie Amélise Ancre Andai Andrevla Angalada Angality Angally Angrardavia Angravia Anguist Angulargue Angélist Annielle Aracuvar Arcano Arcel Arcen Armori Artia Artince Arting's Atarctavoy Aurals Auricia Aurienne Autanie Ayleing Baalice Baalimill Balata Balaudrevla Bastelliane Baunes Becommondo Becommone Begandre Begane Belattando Beldasel Beldastanta Belde Beldent Beldi Beline Belodiil Benjamis Bernalanena Betracu Bosmerly Bothe Bothesel Brelle Briginst Candric Canonunga Canorm Canosed Capitata Capitativen Carolanda Carolls Carond Caronique Carost Castata Catta Ceyear Ceyearana Ceyement Ceyseliness Chanta Chanterst Chard Chris Chrise Christion Claure Clauty Comes Commond Comportal Culmorgeth Daminines Darvar Davagalls Davierry Deathe Deaty Defina Definsette Defix Denaya Dence Desel Dialessino Dictor Differe Distia Distood Drinal Drine Ehlnadia Eldania Ement Ements Emmanu's Emmanua Emmanuelian Emmarathly Emmargelye Emmarie Emmariel Emmaril Enders Eneralds Eviève Eyemer Eyemercy Falmer Fannicole Fathangavar Fathi Fistine Florn Forbiddenis Formerokii Frana Frantoine Frosel Frosette Gaial Gaiarakun Gaiarc Ganda Gandré Gaétantain Generation Geneve George Georgelynn Gethérèse Ghislatte Golde Gorigine Goris Grancent Grard Grayed Graywated Graywaterm Grees Hallargelye Hally Hautan Homas Imper Importal Impossedly Influencest Irond Isabien Jacque Jania Jeanfrancis Jeanluch Jeanluciety Jeanmar Jeanmariel Jeanmarthur Jessive Jessiven Jonalan Josel Juline Justions Kariasel Karing Landa Languider Langvarie Larges Larlain Larlais Laude Lauding Lauralit Laurélien Lauta Leedine Librard Liebalaured Lieth Likelye Lippe Livigume Localne Logick Lorigarlas Lorious Louisel Lovice Lovide Luciety Mackament Mackaël Magalls Malablet Malaburore Malata Manotheir Manua Manuel Marctahame Mariellevoy Maril's Marive Mathalic Mather Mathine Mathly Mauralic Maured Meance Meanmichel Mentirelatu Ments Meringue Merly Metantoints Metime Michanted Micheldi Micheldonai Migrane Mirect Missa Moder Moderson Modette Mohael Mohaeline Moralit Morane Morava Moravar Morentinct Morgand Moriar Morinal Moutsider Murice Mustion Nagalanga Nagalim Nagast Nagastion Named Namedly Narfinine Nariech Nated Natived Neede Nemath Nenal Nendelow Nensel Nevider Nicold Nobilippe Nomor Normala Normatta Normeralle Nound Noundern Noémilit Objection Ofter Oliven Padown Parth Parthur Particle Partin Passa Paulie Pellanga Peratu Phieu Phrasel Pierry Piukana Plura Posel Possedor Powel Presel Presultura Protane Protanine Quality Racted Rauta Reaty Refer Referre Region Relle Relyne Remaril Riarce Riech Riechrist Rularan Rularlase Sancis Sancret Sanda Sarana Seaty Secremarin Secul Sedly Separthur Servar Servé Sette Shard Shing's Shouth Showels Silag Silare Silatte Silyata Simoniqueli Slatte Slava Slight Soapstood Socie Socien Solasel Solave Spanga Stana Stanièle Starc Starcan Starnaudre Starsa Statione Stophena Strees Stéphant Sunnabye Supposities Supposition Suzannick Séveris Sévern Tamrie Tamrieclain Tarcentica Tastead Telle Tellion Therené Thieu Thing Thome Thomes Thorsel Throtes Thund Thunder Tities Tracuvarlas Tranda Tread Tream Truction Trumber Twyllvain Twyllvaine Twyllvars Uestorsel Vahtana Valection Valects Valexand Valexandir Valériety Varacu Varia Variel Varlette Vassa Vilvern Vince Vindawn's Vowelke Vérond Vérondo Véronwood Welle Wenda Whenri Willan Willeseli Willings Winque Wordly Worsel Yanne Yannielle Yonde Yvetter Yvettle Élind Éline Élisel Émillarge

[bangalorecallgirlsankita]

Love Without Sex, Or What If Your Partner Is Asexual?

Without sex are also not cloudless.

Sophie Jorgensen-Rydout was friends with George Norman for about five months before they decided to watch How to Train Your Dragon together, and that was how it all started.

"We kissed," says George. "I understand when other people talk about kissing - it means something completely different," - he clarifies. Visit here to know to more information.

Asexuality is not celibacy

George, 21, is one of the 1% of people in the UK who identify as asexual. George realized he was asexual only after his first year at university.

“When I say that all my childhood I thought everyone was the same as me, it usually makes asexuals smile. I thought others were hiding it better than me,” explains George.

Asexuality, unlike celibacy, is not an option. George has never experienced any sexual attraction, but like many other asexuals, he is in a long-term romantic relationship.

Homoromantics - who are they?

George and Sophie's first kiss was a surprise for both. “I was sure George was a homo-romantic,” Sophie says. “But that only shows how fluid the concept of romanticism is.

Homoromantics are those who feel romantic attraction to people of the same gender. It is one of many terms used to describe one person's romantic attraction to another.

“For me, sex and love are not related. On the contrary, the idea that they should be connected, confuses me, - says Sophie. - I believe that sexuality, as well as romance, are diverse and fluid concepts. yourself within a certain framework. "

"Gray asexual"

Sophie prefers to use the term "gray asexual" when describing herself. Sophie stumbled upon this phrase while surfing the Internet and reading various blogs and forums of the Asexual Visibility and Education Network (AVEN) - the main network center of the asexual community.

The term "gray asexual" has no clear definition, but it usually describes a person who sees himself in a wide range between sexual and completely asexual creatures.

On rare occasions, Sophie was sexually attracted. “It comes and goes. Sometimes I can feel it, but I can ignore it and go on with my business as usual,” explains Sophie.

Asexual vs semi-sexual“It's perfectly normal that a lot of people are sexually attracted when they meet someone, but I don’t,” says Evie Bril Puffard.

Evie met her first lover in a student fetish circle. "Asexuals can be eccentric," says Efi. They may not be interested in the sexual side of the issue, but they may also enjoy a kind of hedonistic arousal.

Evie usually first tells people that she is polyamorous, that is, she has relationships with several partners at once , and then she says that she is also semi-sexual.

"There is a lot of misunderstanding and prejudice about polyamorous people. Some people think that polyamorous people do nothing but have sex with everyone indiscriminately. I just love several people at once," explains Evie.

How society treats asexuals

According to the study, the society treats asexuals more negatively than people with any other sexual orientation. Of all the studied groups of people with different sexual orientations, asexuals are the most dehumanized, they are perceived as machine people and at the same time they are considered more carnal creatures.

"This is how people relate to those whose existence and self-identification make others question their actions and beliefs," says Nick Blake.

He is not asexual. But for two years now he has been in a relationship with the semi-sexual Liz Williamson, whom he met at a New Year's party.

Some people find it hard to come to terms with the idea that a sexy person can be happy in a relationship with an asexual. Liz says that this perception does not take into account the fact that any relationship requires a compromise.

[ninelicks]

Bon Iver, meester van de quarantaine.

Vrijdag aanstaande zou ik naar Bon Iver gaan. Dat gaat natuurlijk niet door en daar valt verder weinig over te mopperen. Het concert is verplaatst naar 18 januari volgend jaar. Prima.

Vrijdag aanstaande krijgen we de sleutel van het nieuwe huis in Haarlem, alwaar we volgende maand in zullen trekken zodra de verbouwing klaar is. Een nieuwe stad, een nieuw begin.

Vrijdag jongstleden begon ik met het opruimen en opknappen van m’n huis in Noord, waar ik nu elf jaar en een beetje woon. Een flinke klus aangezien ik er in al die tijd weinig aan gedaan heb. Het gaat in de verhuur per juni of juli, afhankelijk van hoe snel de makelaar iemand vindt. En dus stond ik dit weekend de hal van een dikke lik verf te voorzien, daarmee herinneringen aan wilde huisfeestjes weg poetsende. Ondertussen zond Ziggo Sport de legendarische regenrace van Max Verstappen in Brazilië uit en klonk er uit de Sonos-boxen de Essential Nicks-playlist. En terwijl ik als een geestdriftige Daniel-san de muren stond te sauzen, speelde er in mijn hoofd een prachtige reis langs geheugenlaan. Onder veel meer Octo Octa, Washed Out en Flying Lotus brachten me terug naar louche nachten in De Nieuwe Anita, Theater Kikker en Trouw met Angela. Ik zag mijn broertje en mezelf luchtgitaar spelen op de klanken van Neil Young & Crazy Horse. Veel herinneringen aan Nelis: Lindstrøm & Christabelle en het avontuur op ’s Gravenhekje, uit onze kanarie bij The Gaslamp Killer & Gonjasufi, Nelis die de avond van z’n leven had terwijl ál zijn landgenoten de deceptie van de eeuw beleefden en veel meer. De onvergetelijke road trips naar Barcelona (Rodriguez, De Jeugd van Tegenwoordig), Kroatië (Salif Keita, William Onyeabor) en Hamburg (Kavinsky, Faberyayo). Die ene date aka ‘het best gelezen lickje allertijden’. Stuk voor stuk mooie dingen.

Vrijdag was de dag waar ik altijd naartoe leefde. Dan kon de tap open. Zo vond ik vanochtend een schriftje met aantekeningen uit het ondergrondse van toen het niet zo best ging met me. Dat varieert van tragisch-grappig...:

Vannacht met mijn dronken bek, veranderde ik m’n inlog voor MijnJellinek. Dus nu zit ik weer te tanken om m’n wachtwoord te gedenken.

...via pijnlijk...:

M’n bril beslaat. Voor m’n gevoel beslaat m’n hele ziel. Ik boen de glazen schoon en zie nog steeds niks. Voel niks.

...tot ‘jeuzes, jongen toch’:

Als ik over 30 jaar ergens zit weg te kwijnen en probeer te bedenken waar het mis ging. Waar ik gek ben geworden. Waar de helderheid opging in de mist. Waar het zeker weten waarom werd. Waar waarom doofde in aanvaarding.

Vrijdag aanstaande zal ik hier nog eens aan denken als ik aan het hardlopen ben. En beseffen dat het niet onaardig gaat op het moment. Vandaag schilder ik de badkamer met Bon Iver op volume 11. Het is niet per se de beste klusmuziek als wel reinigend voor de ziel.

Fotocredit: Graham Tolbert / Eric Carlson

[filmflits]

KuifjeHet Geheim Van De Eenhoorn

Nieuwe Film Merchandise op https://filmflits.nl/kuifjehet-geheim-van-de-eenhoorn/

KuifjeHet Geheim Van De Eenhoorn

EAN: 8712609654110

INFO: 3D_BLURAY | Engels | 24 februari 2012

PRIJS: €9,99

KuifjeHet Geheim Van De Eenhoorn Gegevens

Releasedatum: 24 februari 2012

Distributeur: Sony Pictures Home Entertainment

KuifjeHet Geheim Van De Eenhoorn Cast & Crew

Acteur(s): Jamie Bell, Andy Serkis, Daniel Craig, Simon Pegg, Nick Frost, Gad Elmaleh

Stemmen orig. versie: Andy Serkis, Jamie Bell, Daniel Craig, Jamie Bell

Stemmen NL versie: Levi van Kempen, Frans Limburg, Sander de Heer, Remco Veldhuis, Richard Kemper, Najib Amhali

Regisseur(s): Steven Spielberg

KuifjeHet Geheim Van De Eenhoorn Kijkwijzer

Advies: Angst, Grof taalgebruik, Geweld

Adviesleeftijd: Vanaf 6 jaar

KuifjeHet Geheim Van De Eenhoorn Specificaties

Drager: 3D_BLURAY

Aantal stuks in verpakking: 2 discs

Verpakking: Box

Speelduur: 107:00 minuten

Regiocode: B

Taal: Engels

Overige talen: Engels, Frans, Nederlands, Vlaams

Ondertiteling: Nederlands, Frans, Engels

Beeldkleur: Color

Beeldformaat: 2.35:1

Audio: DTS-HD Master Audio 5.1

Extra’s: De 3D blu-ray betreft een REAL3D (alleen afspeelbaar i.c.m. een 3D speler, 3D TV en een (niet bijgeleverde) 3D bril), Toasting Tintin: Part 1, The Journey to Tintin, The World of Tintin, The Who’s Who of Tintin, Tintin: Conceptual Design, Tintin: In the Volume, Snowy: From Beginning to End, Animating Tintin, Tintin: The Score, Collecting Tintin, Toasting Tintin: Part 2

KuifjeHet Geheim Van De Eenhoorn Cijfers en feiten

Tagline: Kuifje ,Het Geheim Van De Eenhoorn

Boekverfilming: The Adventures of Tintin: The Secret of the Unicorn, Herge

Alternatieve titel(s): The Adventures Of Tintin – The Secret Of The Unicorn

Budget: $ 135.000.000

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(Deep House Sweden)

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Escucha Cocoon at Tomorrowland 2019 Nick Bril live at the Core stage de Nick Bril en #SoundCloud

https://soundcloud.com/nick-bril/cocoon-at-tomorrowland-2019-nick-bril-live-at-the-core-stage Grate music take a look, thanks.

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PETITE PASSPORT MAGAZINE #01

Finally, I can show you what I’ve been working on for the last couple of months! I’m so excited to present you the first Petite Passport Magazine: a celebration of all of the inspiring places we love to travel to. With background stories, interviews, featured hotels and guides. You can now PRE-ORDER your copy and be the first to receive the magazine half September!

  In Petite Passport Magazine Issue #01 we travel to Antwerp, Cape Town, France, Porto, Tel Aviv and Verbier. In Tel Aviv we speak to Emma and Ofer Shahar and Vered Kadouri who created Opa. We talk about design, Tel Aviv and Bauhaus architecture. In Antwerp we visit August, an inspiring hotel project by Vincent Van Duysen, Mouche van Hool and Nick Bril. We drive to three beautiful places on max 2 hours from Paris – so you can combine your city trip with a nature escape. I’ve collected the best design ski chalets in Switzerland for you and of course Experimental Chalet designed by Fabrizio Casiraghi is one of them. In Cape Town I spoke to David Brits, the artist behind the murals in the newly opened Gorgeous George hotel. And I’ve made you a perfect 48-hours itinerary in Porto with stops at My Home in Porto, Mistu and many more new addresses. Of course, you can expect guides of the best places as well – all for the same price as one Petite Passport Guide!

  Pre-order your copy here!

  Graphic design by Marjolein Delhaas

  Warm wishes, Pauline

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AUGUST ANTWERP

In a former Augustinian cloister, design hotel August opened its doors last Friday. A prestigious hotel project with 44 rooms, a bar, restaurant and spa designed by Belgian architect Vincent van Duysen.

  Former Military Hospital

When restaurant The Jane opened its doors five years ago, ‘t Groen Kwartier in Antwerp wasn’t as lively as it is today. Once the site of a Military Hospital the chapel of The Jane was used for soldiers to pray. In the last couple of years, lofts and apartments were built, Pakt became a hub for creative businesses with cafes and a vegetable garden on the roof and Fosbury & Sons and The Plant Corner are also located in this area.

  Mouche van Hool and Vincent van Duysen

Five years ago something else happened as well. Entrepreneur Mouche van Hool, also behind Hotel Julien, bought the cloister with the idea of turning it into a hotel together with Vincent van Duysen. The architect also designed Graanmarkt 13, as well as many other worldwide projects that excel in warmth, serenity, and timelessness. Places where the interior embraces you without being too present, so you experience peace and more than enough breathing space as a guest.

  Renovation of a monument

Since August is a monumental building, the renovation had to be done very carefully. They’ve retained as much as the original details as possible and they restored a lot. In the chapel, where the bar is now located, the marble you see on the sides is authentic. Just like the round stained glass window and the floor tiles. The color of the tiles in the windows was slightly darker. They restored it in a way that the appearance remains the same, but the window became much more transparent. In the garden, there’s a cave they had to keep. Once used as a serene place of prayer with a statue of Mary and candles, you can now sit there in the sun, out of the wind, with a glass of wine.

  Design and art

Vincent van Duysen has been involved in all aspects of August. Everything in the hotel was designed by himself – often in collaboration with producers such as Flos, Serax or Molteni. In the bar, where the altar used to be, you’ll see a chandelier made of the lamps you see throughout the rest of the hotel as well. The two huge rugs on the ground in the chapel were created together with a small Portuguese weaving company. And Mouche van Hool told me she was in London when she came across a gallery where she first saw the work of British artist Peter Seal. She fell in love immediately: now you can find his work throughout the hotel.

  Restaurant by Nick Bril

If you look to the right after checking in, you immediately look into the jaw-dropping bar/lobby in the former chapel. Next to it, you’ll find the restaurant Nick Bril runs together with his former sous-chef Pieter Starmans. This turns ‘t Groen Kwartier into an even richer culinary destination. The Jane, awarded with two Michelin stars, is a high-level fine dining restaurant, The Upper Room Bar is slightly more casual and at August you can order a three-course menu. All with top-level ingredients.

  The rooms

There’s a total of 44 rooms in different categories. Once the rooms were used by the nuns, so they still radiate a serene interior, but with all the luxury you can think of (a rain shower, thick bathrobes, soft duvets, and a wonderful room scent). The first room types – intimate, authentic, signature – vary in size, some have a bath and others don’t, but they all have a high ceiling and a beautiful green wall behind the bed with lamps also designed by Vincent van Duysen. If you book a romantic weekend in Antwerp, I would recommend the Experience Plus Rooms. They are located under the roof, the beams and the wooden ceiling are still visible and they have a freestanding bathtub. Cozy love nests so to say!

  There’s more!

Another garden with a small bar where you can relax in Summer. There’s a library with many books about Belgium, Antwerp, and architecture. There are meeting rooms. There is a spa with a natural swimming pool. You can rent the whole spa here, so you will never have to experience the sauna/hammam with strangers. A beautiful design detail is the concrete seating area in front of the hotel. It brings together the two different buildings – 10 rooms will open there soon and there’s also a small cafe where you can read the newspaper or go to for a quick breakfast and a shop that sells hotel items such as glasses designed by Vincent van Duysen for Serax and the bathrobes.

  Weekend ideas

I would recommend combining a stay at August with a culinary weekend in Antwerp. Dine at The Jane or the Upper Room Bar, drink some wine and you don’t have to get in your car or take a taxi. Also if you want to explore the city but like to stay in a quieter neighborhood I would recommend August. They rent out bikes and you’ll be at St Vincents on the Kleine Markt in just 11 minutes. And for everyone who isn’t looking for a place to stay, you can also visit August for a cocktail in the stunning bar or a dinner in the restaurant.

  Check out: www.augustantwerp.com

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AUGUST ANTWERP

In a former Augustinian cloister, design hotel August opened its doors last Friday. A prestigious hotel project with 44 rooms, a bar, restaurant and spa designed by Belgian architect Vincent van Duysen.

  Former Military Hospital

When restaurant The Jane opened its doors five years ago, ‘t Groen Kwartier in Antwerp wasn’t as lively as it is today. Once the site of a Military Hospital the chapel of The Jane was used for soldiers to pray. In the last couple of years, lofts and apartments were built, Pakt became a hub for creative businesses with cafes and a vegetable garden on the roof and Fosbury & Sons and The Plant Corner are also located in this area.

  Mouche van Hool and Vincent van Duysen

Five years ago something else happened as well. Entrepreneur Mouche van Hool, also behind Hotel Julien, bought the cloister with the idea of turning it into a hotel together with Vincent van Duysen. The architect also designed Graanmarkt 13, as well as many other worldwide projects that excel in warmth, serenity, and timelessness. Places where the interior embraces you without being too present, so you experience peace and more than enough breathing space as a guest.

  Renovation of a monument

Since August is a monumental building, the renovation had to be done very carefully. They’ve retained as much as the original details as possible and they restored a lot. In the chapel, where the bar is now located, the marble you see on the sides is authentic. Just like the round stained glass window and the floor tiles. The color of the tiles in the windows was slightly darker. They restored it in a way that the appearance remains the same, but the window became much more transparent. In the garden, there’s a cave they had to keep. Once used as a serene place of prayer with a statue of Mary and candles, you can now sit there in the sun, out of the wind, with a glass of wine.

  Design and art

Vincent van Duysen has been involved in all aspects of August. Everything in the hotel was designed by himself – often in collaboration with producers such as Flos, Serax or Molteni. In the bar, where the altar used to be, you’ll see a chandelier made of the lamps you see throughout the rest of the hotel as well. The two huge rugs on the ground in the chapel were created together with a small Portuguese weaving company. And Mouche van Hool told me she was in London when she came across a gallery where she first saw the work of British artist Peter Seal. She fell in love immediately: now you can find his work throughout the hotel.

  Restaurant by Nick Bril

If you look to the right after checking in, you immediately look into the jaw-dropping bar/lobby in the former chapel. Next to it, you’ll find the restaurant Nick Bril runs together with his former sous-chef Pieter Starmans. This turns ‘t Groen Kwartier into an even richer culinary destination. The Jane, awarded with two Michelin stars, is a high-level fine dining restaurant, The Upper Room Bar is slightly more casual and at August you can order a three-course menu. All with top-level ingredients.

  The rooms

There’s a total of 44 rooms in different categories. Once the rooms were used by the nuns, so they still radiate a serene interior, but with all the luxury you can think of (a rain shower, thick bathrobes, soft duvets, and a wonderful room scent). The first room types – intimate, authentic, signature – vary in size, some have a bath and others don’t, but they all have a high ceiling and a beautiful green wall behind the bed with lamps also designed by Vincent van Duysen. If you book a romantic weekend in Antwerp, I would recommend the Experience Plus Rooms. They are located under the roof, the beams and the wooden ceiling are still visible and they have a freestanding bathtub. Cozy love nests so to say!

  There’s more!

Another garden with a small bar where you can relax in Summer. There’s a library with many books about Belgium, Antwerp, and architecture. There are meeting rooms. There is a spa with a natural swimming pool. You can rent the whole spa here, so you will never have to experience the sauna/hammam with strangers. A beautiful design detail is the concrete seating area in front of the hotel. It brings together the two different buildings – 10 rooms will open there soon and there’s also a small cafe where you can read the newspaper or go to for a quick breakfast and a shop that sells hotel items such as glasses designed by Vincent van Duysen for Serax and the bathrobes.

  Weekend ideas

I would recommend combining a stay at August with a culinary weekend in Antwerp. Dine at The Jane or the Upper Room Bar, drink some wine and you don’t have to get in your car or take a taxi. Also if you want to explore the city but like to stay in a quieter neighborhood I would recommend August. They rent out bikes and you’ll be at St Vincents on the Kleine Markt in just 11 minutes. And for everyone who isn’t looking for a place to stay, you can also visit August for a cocktail in the stunning bar or a dinner in the restaurant.

  Check out: www.augustantwerp.com

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THUISKOMEN: DOOR EEN VERSE BRIL KIJKEN

blog 6 januari 2018

Het nieuwe jaar opent mijn ogen. Dat is het mooie van het zien van een andere wereld en thuiskomend mijn oude wereld opnieuw zien, door een nieuwe bril. Dat werkt verfrissend. Mijn eigen huis ‘vers zien’. Door Zeist lopend of de krant lezend vallen dingen anders op.

Helaas ook het droeve bericht dat De Nieuwe Boekerij aan de Voorheuvel gaat sluiten per 28 febr. Moet Rudolf Steiner z’n gedachtegoed alleen nog online te kopen zijn in deze regio?

Nou, kijk zelf maar. Ja, het zal aan mij liggen, dat ik soms dingen zie die jij niet ziet?

Achtereenvolgend: # met korting zie ik toch boeken die nog niet op mijn verlanglijstje stonden. Zoals de samenwerking van Ingmar Heytze met Luuk Huiskes, wiens vorige woning ik isoleerde. Of “leven van de lucht”: dat doe ik al vijf jaar want dat basisinkomen is mijn AOW. # Taal: tja…. van zo’n auto-afbreking word ik bijna geil; een afbreking met één regel op de volgende pagina noemen grafici een “hoerenjong" /// een “KODIAQ” auto: nooit geleerd van de KODAK-geschiedenis? /// Ik zag het echt in de salon: epileren met een draadje - AU ! /// altijd weer 50-plus, of 55+, dan zal ik nu toch heel veel korting krijgen /// directe hulp na overlijden? Lekker vlot. Ik pleit voor eerdere hulp, desnoods spiritueel.

En als laatste uitsmijter: altijd weer die promoplaatjes met vitale oudere jongeren. Nou, deze man lijkt wel 15 jaar ouder dan zijn vrouw. Mij komt dat goed uit, want ik ‘heb’ binnenkort een date met een ietwat jongere dame.

Dan kijk ik ook even naar wat onze cultuur in 2018 te bieden heeft.

Tamino: die vent heeft een stem waar ik van stil sta. Gelukkig (nog) niet opgeeist door de operawereld. Luister en huiver van schoonheid en stembeheersing: https://youtu.be/Ne0KYyGEBFc

Mijn associatie: “And No More Shall We Part” door Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. Geniet via je oortjes!

Mijn naamgenoten uit Chicago kijken ook terug op 2017. Misschien in 2019 weer in Nederland? http://mailchi.mp/wilcoworld/later-2017-hello-2018?e=543d5c3a1a

Mijn eigen toekomstige métier: Janneke Bijl vind ik fris inspirerend. Wat een originele omkeer-grappen. https://youtu.be/HthYHSy9KD4

Tot volgende ervaringen!

Wilco nam waar