You never know how much your confidence is based on familiarity with your surroundings until you leave and move somewhere else where everything is unfamiliar. Everyone seems to dress differently, talk differently, and makes you feel like you're at your first day of school all over again. What you did in the previous destination now seems inadequate in this new place you find yourself in.

You recognize the outline of things - cafes, road signs, people, but everything doesn't make sense. Menus, words written on road signs, and the words that come out of peoples mouths. When you look around, everyone seems to have a certain flow to the way they handle their city. The crisply dressed folk with dignified haircuts remain undisturbed by the slightly less crisp breeze against them.

You feel new to this city, but this city also feels new to you. The city has nooks and corners that will show you a nice coffee shop, with a nice barista, who you can have a chat to and suggest where you should try some good food that night. Everything is still in a commotion, but this encounter is slowed down and you feel as if the city is slightly opening up to your arrival.

As friendly faces in line at a grocery store start a small conversation with you, you start to feel more apart of the city. When you run back in after finishing another bar of chocolate, the shop keeper will remember your name. You introduce yourself to people you meet - and next time you see them, they actually remember your name. The familiarity of your new surrounding makes you feel warm as the city wraps itself around you. You get a sense of achievement of noticing the familiar faces in line at your now local cafe.

“A change of environment is the traditional fallacy upon which doomed loves, and lungs, rely.” 
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita



Still loving Alexander Wang's 2012 campaign - bang, pop, pop, this thing go pow.



Meet Alice. She's broken her sunglasses three times - with each break, an interesting story comes with it. She's used three different type of super-glues. Third time lucky. 

  This photo was taken at 22:00 in the evening. Amazing lighting.




Standing up for hours, in Irish humidity, with thousands of people is not a great combination. There were 45 minutes left of the concert, ET VOILA, I lose consciousness. Waking up to a handful of people giving me water, then being crowd surfed to the front barrier and then being carried like a puppet by a seven-foot tall man over the barrier to get out.

Check up re-enactment:

Medic: "I'm going to ask you a few questions to make sure you're okay, okay? What day is it?"

Me: "It's Wednesday!" (I was convinced it was Wednesday, but WRONG, it was Tuesday. See, my friend and I were on a road trip, so I was just following her.)

Medic: "..let's try another question, what county are you in?"

Me: Ummmm, the stadium where Bruce Springsteen's playing in?" (How was I supposed to know what stadium I was in if I didn't know what county I was in, hello.)

Medic: "What hotel are you staying in?"

Me: "It's near Lough Derg?" (Apparently Lough Derg is a river and is very big.)

The end scene:

Medic: "Oh, okay, well I think you should stay here for 20 - maybe 30 minutes to make sure you're okay. Here, you should take some oxygen too."

WAIT, it gets better! You see that stage screen in the photo? Well, the main camera for those was angled to where my friend and I were. It's such a great achievement to know that 6,000 people witnessed me being crowd surfed and carried over a barrier like donkey.

At the end of the concert people greeted me with "YEAHHHHHH!!!" rock on, man.
I hope you have a nice day and always remember your geographical location.


we all scream for ice-cream

What goes on inside when it's too warm outside - ICE CREAM.

The Dublin City University magazine's writing an article on the release of the new app! I'm quite excited to see what they think of the concept!