"VICES" for WE THE URBAN issue #8. 
All photos by Cédric, styled by moi.
Hair: Geo Timmerman.
Grooming: Francis Krol.
Model: Jelle @Muskmodels.
Assistant photograpy: Mohamed Barzini.

1. Kleptomania, Smoking.
2. Chocolate, Vanity.
3. Masochism, Ecstasy.
4. Alcohol, Speed.

I think this might be one of the funnest concepts we ever brought to life this far. Not only was Jelle a DREAM model boy to work with for this specific idea, but having full freedom on a subject such as 'Vices' was just awesome. I'll just let each picture speak for itself! I think everything's quite clear lol.



Taken with iPhone, woops!

But this is just a sneak peak of Joeri Woudstra's aka Torus upcoming video for "Creepin". I was the chosen and lucky one to do the styling for it and we can't wait to show everybody this magical, trippy and sinister visual recipe cause it's gonna kill to be quite honest. His new EP "TEMPLES" is about to drop in an upcoming late november and it will be something "MASSIVE, ETHERIC AND DIVINE" as Mr. Torus describes himself. I personally already heard half of the songs on it and all I know is that I need it on my every playlist as soon as possible.



Just like puzzle pieces perfectly put together, this Lella and Massimo Vignelli coffee table would be the ultimate upgrade and final missing piece in my home interior puzzle. The fact that you can actually rearrange each black marble shape holding the glass plate for a less uniform support makes this coffee table very playful and even more desirable. And though nothing beats marble and a beautifully cut thick piece of glass, my DIY spirit does feel a little awaken to make my own version of this masterpiece.



From left to right: 

1. Depression In A Surface.
2. Some Sad Story.
3.Standing In Circles.

I think Polly Morgan's work might be causing me some serious writer's block at the moment. The kind when you like something so much you don't know how to express yourself about it. Her sculptural taxidermy does not only flirt with life and death but it also adds a little bit of sinister fantasy to the mix. The fact that all her snakes have this floating aspect gives my imagination Carte Blanche for a thousand stories that could be told. And although her work goes up to even bigger scales and heavier visual aspects, these flying reptiles remain my favorites. I mean, wouldn't they make gorgeous center pieces on our dining room tables?! coffee tables? or even bedside tables?? either way I want them, and need them in my home.



Dylan, The OG Ogenda and moi myself at the HOPE store opening last wednesday in Amsterdam. 

I had no clue HOPE made such good shoes?! There were two pairs of ankle boots from the girls department that had me hyper. It was surprising in general to have such a clear overlook of what their brand is all about. They truly have way more to offer than the usual safe selections that department stores make. A lot of bold dresses, jackets and fun trousers had me re-evaluating the image I had of their brand in my head.

Hartenstraat 26, 9 streets, Amsterdam. Experience HOPE if you get a chance!



I HAD to get on this one!

So Grimes signs with Jay Z's Roc Nation and pops THIS!!!! rumour had it around me that her new stuff had destroyed the electropop goddess' mystical vibes into something drum n bass-ish and cheap. But to me this is for sure not a sell out, and sounds more like gooooood good trap with the same good old angelic but dramatic vocals. That's exactly why I like to give everything and everyone a chance before rolling with the hate wave. I don't get why our generation has such difficulties to see artists evolve or at least try a new thing. I personally couldn't be happier for her to have jumped onto Jay's wing. You can see there's still a lot of freedom for her art and vision and well.....lotta MONEY too, yum.

Maybe it's weird to say but my eyes find rest in this visually as well. There's a lot of references but none of them are obvious to the point of boredom. The photography value to it all is GOLD! and styling was a dream.

Hope you enjoy it as much as I did!



/LFILE No. 13 by my adorably talented sis Lucciana.

With almost tears in my eyes and a full knot in my throat, I've just revisited our MELT festival 2014 experience by hitting replay several times and I think I'm on to hit it a couple more times after I'm done writing this. It's almost silly how these three days on a campside, with only a few hours of sleep per day and under crazy temperatures can generate so many butterflies in one's stomach through memories.

For the same reason we woke up every morning all hangover thinking: "How will I ever get through today?" I remember to have kept on repeating to myself: "enjoy each second" because it was all truly over before we knew it.

And although it still feels heavily sad for it to be over again, this video right here is still us, all those moments are still ours and they will be forever.

Thanks to Lucci for the revival and to everyone in this video:




photos by Cédric.

So here's a look and three shirts I've worn literally out for the last couple of days. While packing back in the city, I included tons of printed, striped, and colorful silk shirts for my Spanish wardrobe, but there's just something about white, clean-cut cotton essentials that a lot of other shirts can't compete with. 

The closest town and beach around here is at least half an hour away by car, so keeping yourself entertained within the house and garden all of a sudden becomes the second most important priority besides keeping yourself fresh and cool. This is how I've recently become obsessed with the french game Pétanque. Coming from someone who's not into any kind of games (except SNES Mario Bros and Donkey Kong) I can say this is a really nice game in which competition happens in a chill and laid back way. Though who am I kidding, I just think the sight of these silver boules on grass or even dirt is amazing.

But okay, further than french ball games (lol), ice cold drinks and good deep house mixes by the pool under these crazy temperatures, on this second and last week on our gorgeous villa in Taravaus, we decided to do a little more than sunbathe; being Salvador Dalí's house (now museum) in Portlligat our main destination. The house that became Dalí’s main residence in 1930 started off as a small fisherman’s hut. Then Dalí went to work on the structure, renovating it little by little over the next 40 years, creating a living, breathing, labyrinthine home that reflects the artist’s one-of-a-kind aesthetic. It will be a long car ride still, but I already know it will be totally worth it...and if not, at least I'll have somethingelse to post on IG besides pool selfies.



photos by Cédric.

Although I'm in Spain already, these are some of the moments at our one day and night pit stop stay in Montpellier, south of France; because more than 8 hours straight in a car has never been good for anyone's butt. The constant and intense sunshine has done wonders with my body and state of mind as well as having limited periods of internet to check only the necessary...room service and a casual mermaid appearances at our pool haven't been bad either! A clearer imagination and change of scenery have created a lot of extra space for brighter ideas, so much that I've started to obsessively make lists of TO DO lists. One way or the other I find myself having so much fun and being so inspired that I have stopped to live in the moment to document what I'll do with the present in a near future. But I guess if keeping the balance in between soaking up the present and fantasizing about my sparkly future plans is my only worry at the moment, I'm a lucky bastard.

The barbwire tat on my forearm is my new baby! and is my graduation ink, standing for the four years I recently spent at the art academy. On my graduation collection I used a single barbwire with four spikes as a print, but it was only months after school was done that I realized I had no clue what barbwire stood for. As I looked it up I found out that when convicts get a barbwire tattoo, each spike stands for a year spent in prison. That being said, I thought this would be the perfect closure for four beautiful but challenging years of blood, tears and sweat.



So this is me at the beginning of my Melt festival trip.

Still fresh, still sharp, energetic, with clean soft hair and clothes, shaved, smelling good...etc etc you get the point! and although the ending of this whole experience looked completely the opposite from this, (which is probably why I don't have an "after" picture) I'm still so sad it ended. Those three days, surrounded by beautiful loving people, with no responabilities nor worries but thinking about what you'll wear to the parties that night and whether you will be having a veggie cheese burger or a big ass Handbrotzeit for dinner, were total bliss. So I miss my Melt family and every minute spent there with them. But summer ain't done yet and with festivals popping up every minute like newsletters I guess a reunion will be more than easy to plan.

ACTRESS, Omar Souleyman, Portishead, Nod One's Head, Brodinsky, Son Lux and almost all DJ's at the sleepless stage were true highlights of my whole festival experience; if you get the chance to see any of these live, please DO. I missed the Robyn x Royksopp 2 hours performance though, as well as HAIM so I'm still trying to forgive myself for this stupidity. But when sun's shining those 34 degrees over your head and tent, it's kinda easy to deprioritize what truly matters for an afternoon swim in the lake.