Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Fall 2012

Vitamina Runway Show.

We got soaked cause it started to rain right when we sat down, but I enjoyed it and the clothes were nice. You can see more here.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Puma Urban Art

Jeremy Fish

Photo courtesy: Puma Urban Art

Puma Urban Art 2012 - street art exhibition will take place this weekend (March 3 & 4) at the Centro Cultural Recoleta.

The event gathers the best national and international urban artists such as Jeremy Fish and Ron English, in a space dedicated to contemporary art and the new trends on street art around the world.

Exhibitions of national and international works; graffiti 3D; the projection of films and documentaries related to the Urban Art movement; live painting; local and international bands are some of the activities programmed for the event.

Enjoy! xo

Where? Junin 1930.
Entrance is free but limited.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Fall 2012

“The most beautiful makeup of a woman is passion. But cosmetics are easier to buy.” ― Yves Saint-Laurent

Love this look and the chair, which reminds me of this one
Photo: Paula Cahen D'Anvers

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Thirty Something

You know that song "Paradise" by Coldplay? there is a part that says: "life goes on, it gets so heavy..."

After thirty, people start to have issues. Not that we don't have them before but when we're twenty, for example, who cares if we screw up? I mean isn't that what young people do? At thirty, however, it's a different story and we become more demanding of ourselves. We expect something more from our lives.

Deep conversations with people in their thirties, friends mostly, have led me to realise the diversity of needs and wishes that people have:

- Some are looking for a partner.

- Some people want to quit their jobs and get a ticket to go see the world.

- Some are looking for a job (or a better job)

- Some are looking for a new apartment or house.

- Some want a husband who is more connected to the family.

- Some people want to make more money.

- Others want a divorce.

- Some people want kids.

- Some people want to fall in love with their partner all over again.

- Some men want their wives to work or study or just do something different than spend all day with the kids.

- Some want to have sex with their wives again.

- Some people don't know what they want.

Those are just some examples, but the important thing, I think, is to not feel alone in whatever your "search" is. Just remember that there are many people in their thirties with issues just like you. Remember also, that there is a direct link between how we see the world, the actions we take and the results we get.

Once we understand this, we are free to make the change or changes that will bring us closer to our truest wishes and needs.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Monday find

We love this new, David Lynch-inspired boutique with a focus on hip, Argentinian designers: UNMO, Passion Fruit, Carolina Aubele, Sibilia, Think Pink, Neon, Costansoup, Papas y Ruido, Lovely Louisa, Sr. Icecram, Juli Santini, Guadalupe Martirena, EUPHORIA, among others.

The small boutique has high energy. The mix of cool materials such as metal (used in the rocket-like dressing rooms) and wood, make it's interior design as interesting and fun as the objects and clothes found inside.

I loved these lamps (first photograph) made to honor Minoru Yamasaki, an architect best known for his design of the twin towers of the World Trade Center. There's only 100 of these lamps.

Check it out! you'll like it.

Where? Arce 941, Las Cañitas

Thanks to Bruno the person in charge of the boutique for his kindness!

Sunday, February 12, 2012


She's told me that I'm "the sister she never had" imagine what a thrill that is.

She makes me laugh until tears fall out and my stomach hurts. She makes fun of me when I'm too serious. She questions me. Sometimes, she makes me think that I'm brilliant and sometimes that my ideas are too naïf.

She trusts me and tells me everything openly and honestly.

She believes in me.

Her heart is infinite. If I say that I like her shoes she'll ask if I'd like to change them for mine. If you like a lamp or even a piece of furniture in her house, she will say "take it".
She gives for the pleasure of giving.

We've studied and worked together and she has always challenged me when I have not met her expectations (or my own) because she expects more, because she knows I am capable of more and does not want me to settle for less. She is passionate about the things she does and does not like mediocrity.

When I have a negative view of myself, she gives me thoughtful words, she cheers me up, or she's simply there.

I met her in class at the university. I was lucky.

Every year we travel to "some" place. We meet, we choose the place and after a short time, we're gone!

Last year I had surgery. When I was about to receive anesthesia, the doctor told me: "Now think of something nice" and I saw my friend! Yes, I saw both of us in a convertible car going from Carmel to San Francisco. We were singing and laughing. I imagined I had a handkerchief in my head, and that it flew. Eventually, we took this trip and it was better than I had imagined.

If I had to "think of something nice" again, I would imagine us dancing. She dances with this same step since we were 20; one hand up in the air, perhaps a drink in her other hand and always a smile in her face as she moves to the rhythm of the music.

Last November we went to Barcelona. She posted a few photos of our trip but I wanted to add more words to those photos. On that trip, we were lucky to meet other friends. Good friends, like us. We all met on a train, on our way to a bike tour of the vineyards in Spain. The four of us became close friends (you know, depth of friendship does not entirely depend on how long you know someone) and spent almost every day together til our journey ended. One of them lived in Washington D.C. and was visiting the other who was living in Barcelona. On a cold Saturday afternoon we separated from our new friends. It was time for everyone to part. It was weird to say bye.

On our way to the airport my friend was quiet. I thought she was sleepy but later on she said that she was feeling a bit emotional; that as we drove away from the city in the taxi, she re-lived every moment of our trip.

I think friends are a gift and I am thankful for the few, good ones that I have and for the memories that we create together.


Post by: Valeria Mendez Cañas

Saturday, February 11, 2012


Buenos Aires, February, 2012.

Dressing is a way of life.
- Yves Saint Laurent

Thursday, February 9, 2012


Buenos Aires, February 9, 2012.

"Originality is the greatest treasure"
— Alexandra Shulman

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

why read?

A few days ago, I told my husband that sometimes, when I am in social situations I expect to engage in deep conversation but what I often get is superficial.

Topics of conversation are, generally, variations of the same subjects: type of cell phone, latest vacation and future vacation plans, hair and nail color trends, the newest collections, hotel recommendations, a comment about the latest criminal case, one or two anecdotes (if lucky), questions about how we raise or how we should educate our children, what works and what doesn't (really boring, cause you know, aside from giving them love and attention, each couple has it´s own ways that are determined by their own singularity, so "winner" formulas don´t really apply here), and a forecast of the way inflation is going to affect our economies in the upcoming future.

No matter what situation I find myself in, whether it's a meeting with friends or on my own, I´m always hoping to produce or encounter some form of knowledge, but, when I relate to some people I am left with the feeling that it simply will not happen. So, I asked my husband if maybe I should settle for superficial conversations.
The truth be said, I find that hard to achieve.

Even though I understand that these are times where focus is divided between the profound and superfluous (which I think works great towards a form of balance) I do wonder: when something calls our attention, I mean really calls our attention, isn't this a good reason to stop and focus for a moment on what interests us? Isn't that worth it? Isn't learning worth it? I am left with the feeling that this lack of interest (which applies to a lack of interest in books also) can lead people to loose their capacity to ask questions, be surprised and to engage at a deeper level with others.

I like to read. I think there are so many good reasons to read. This is what I wanted to share with you today. I like to read books, magazines, I read anything that calls my attention and which I feel I can learn from.

Reading, I educate myself. I discover subjects that interest me and I set myself to get a more profound understanding of them. I find which are the characters´ adventures and conflicts an author so kindly shares with me and the way they learn from each experience. I sometimes apply the characters´ findings to my own life or, at least, I test them.

Sometimes, reading helps me discover who I am, it also helps me to find meaning in what seems not to have it or not to feel alone when dealing with certain feelings or topics.

I may be slow in understanding it is best to switch from the Google search engine to Google Chrome (or so my 10 yr. old daughter says). That is my pace.

Reading reminds me that one´s personal growth takes time because true knowledge isn't superficial, it is the result of a deep learning process that takes place at one´s own pace.

People that don´t read miss the chance of finding out what is particular about themselves and others and are at risk of becoming dull talking about their latest cell phone. Or talking about other people.

Reading is worth it, don't you think?

"Don't sleep with people who don´t read!" - John Waters

Post by Valeria Mendez Cañás

she, he

via whiskey straight

Monday, February 6, 2012


Jazmin de Grazia, beautiful, Argentinian model and journalist was found dead in her Buenos Aires apartment this morning. How she died is still not clear. She was 27 years old. Sad news. Things like this make me think how fragile life really is.

Shine on, little star.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Red like passion

Buenos Aires Fashion week is coming up soon. Loving the colors for winter... like this red.


It's always good to ask ourselves questions, no? here are some good ones.

Do you live well?
Do you love deeply?
Are you helpful?

and Three more:

Who are you?
What would you like to do with the rest of your life?
How will you do it?

Knowing ourselves is key in order to define what we want and how to accomplish it.