An expert on your field

If I have to chose someone I'll say Coco Channel. 

Actualy the collections of the haute couture house of Channel are beautiful with very classic forms, restrained colors, very elegant in the end. But all the story of this house would be nothing without this woman born in 1883 in France. 

She wasn't always Coco Chanel. She was born beneath the name of Gabrielle Chanel in a family with very precarious economic conditions.

I know it is very typical and maybe cliché to allude to her when you talk about fashion because she was a precursory in the field of avant garde. I say this because she had a very different idea of dressing should be in the middle of Belle Epoque. Her pride and her idea of more simple and comfortable clothes and, I have to say, her relationships with noble gentlemen took her to be a famous icon because of her peculiar style that made contrast with the opulent dresses of the time. 

Probably now my closet isn't full of "Little Black Dresses", ride pants and marinières but I admire her because her determination at the time of being in although her style wasn't the most popular. Some people can say that her fame was because the people that she knew and maybe it is not an example of remarkable life but she is really and inspiration because her way of being to the world and of course her elegance, I mean, you are kidding!, pearls and Channel nro 5 jajajaa.

My favorite movie

This is a really hard post because you know, I really love watching movies even I could say that I spend the most of my time doing it. But now I'm gonna talk about my kind of "pleasure" for watch horror movies. I'm a huge fan of all horror movies, even the bad ones, you know which are like a Final Destination vol. I II..XIX where is the same story in all of them or all the ones who have a bunch of stupid teenagers that want to have a wild party in a creepy dark house in the woods far away from every kind of dude who can help them if some guy with a chainsaw chases. In this road make mistakes like the scare thing in the movie it's produced by the rude change of sound for example when a freak ghost suddenly appear in front of the camera and a loud scream came of nowhere. "You have to cover your eyes in a horror movies not your ears for "
I decided to talk about one of the first movies that really scares to me and that is "Shutter"
Tell the story of a photographer who after a friend wedding his girlfriend and him take a drive and accidentally run over a woman who came of nowhere, they run away because its super scary scene. But! after that incident the protagonist is having haunting by a few freak things with no explanation that start to become their life in a constant nightmare. Tun, the photographer perceive odds spectral figures that becomes to appear in his photographs. So according as the movie progress we can discover that the photographer wasn't a very good person and have a very daaaaaark past.
The action happen in Bangkok so the protagonist is a Thai guy with a skinny and disrupted look but I have to say that the real one who is really mess up is the ghostly girl who after dead it comes to torture all those who were mean to her.
I saw the movie when I was little so maybe because of that I was turn out very scary but the true is that it's a really good movie! It have a gloomy scenarios and the haunting is most of the time very much original. My favorite part of curse is the incredible final, I mean after that we think that it's finally all over, the movie reveal the truly and terrifying end.
Anyway its that kind of movie that leave you searching weird shadows in your selfies and with the need of check your weight constantly. After the movie you gonna have to ask: It's something at my side or in my shoulders?

A photograph I like

It comes to my mind a beautiful story that I read in a Galeano's book named " El libro de los abrazos" The story is Art border:
Tell the story of a soldier in a war (I'm not very sure, but I think that its happend in El Salvador ) named Julio Ama who fight with a gun in a hand and his camera in the other. While that go over the city in ruins see a couple of twin brother in some kind of alley. They are the unique surviving of the village and they have like a sixteen years old. When he saw them one of the twin was sitting in the ground and in his knees lie the bloody dead body of his bother. Julio maybe say something but the brother wasn't. He was there but he wasn't there. His eyes looking without seeing lost in somewhere, nowhere and in his face you can find the entire war and all the pain.
Julio put his rifle on the ground and grip his camera, move the movie and found the focus of the image. The brother has in the middle of the viewfinder, perfectly immobile against the wall bite by the bullets.  Julio was going to take the photograph of his life but his finger didn't want. Julio tried again and again but his finger didn't want so put down his camera and he retired in silence.

Im not gonna say that when I read this story that I just told you cry but I'm not gonna tell you the opposed. I don't now why but it touch me so deep in my heart as it was me the one with the camera.
Other stories are also about war and although all of them are the related beneath a very political lens, you can enjoy always of a very touching story

I know that this isn't what the headline say but the story its about a photograph anyway always is good read some beautiful stories written by a Latin-American guy
Don't you think?