stranazione

Happy birthday Camikaze.

2010-08-30T17:37:00.001-07:00

You are wonderful.

Casanova

I fought the War, but the War won.

2010-04-27T06:06:00.000-07:00

Don't let it get to you though.

You are a shining light!

2010-04-23T06:08:00.000-07:00

Elin comes from the Greek Helena which means LIGHT or TO SHINE.

Elin comes from Sweden. And when she goes out the environment seems to somehow light up.

Elin, we'd all Do you and Adore you.

Happy Birthday!

Am I getting sick of this? Oh No NO!

2010-04-23T05:17:00.000-07:00

I have this faith in Canada. I guess that's Dragonette's fault. (Not Celine Dion).

Anonymous Brazilian Model

2010-04-21T10:09:00.000-07:00

When Camikaze so kindly asked me to shoot some pictures of her friend, whose name is Anonymous Brazilian Model, I gladly said yes and we tried out some stuff in Viale Toscana and the rest of my shady neighbourhood. Yes, we do photos.

... turns out photoshopping is not my forte, but at least it was a learning experience. More pictures after the jump!

Improvising meant using some of my clothes as well. And I sure do hate it when people look that much better than me in them. I guess that's why they're models.

It's Friday, I'm in love.

2010-04-09T07:18:00.000-07:00

And so it's Friday again, and I am desperately hoping to fall in love, although that's probably never gonna happen. Or maybe it's gonna happen. Or maybe I should just be studying and/or watch Gossip Girl, only to afterwards read about it on World of Wonder.

No really, let's all just fall in love and find our fucking soulmates and get it all the fuck over with. Or as Shakespeare would have said, "let's all get shitfaced!"

But honestly, I love Fridays. And since it is that day today, I'd like to wish you all a HAPPY FRIDAY!

Casanova. <3

Before you, my life was acapella.

2010-04-06T09:59:00.000-07:00

Kelis, I sure remember back in the days when she came along with her big fat hair and screamed "I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW! AAAAAAH!"

The song was called "Caught Out There" and it was on her first album, Kaleidoscope, which came out in 1999. Yes, I was a boy of ten years, but I guess that just means it made all much more impressive.

Now she's out with a new song, and like most contemporary artists she definitively found the drum machine and incorporated a whole bunch of electronic sounds. Yes, we've heard it before. Even Christina Aguilera is releasing a whole new image along the same lines.

Electronic beats are in fashion, and they sure help enhance some of the poor voices that they accompany. In fact, having a great voice doesn't seem to be da shit anymore.

Well, I think that's wrong... only because after hearing this song the breakbeats weren't what stuck in my brain. No, it was the unchanged voice of the never-aging diva that keep going on repeat, and they have for at least half an hour now.

And now that spring is here I hope someone can come and change my life that is oh so acapella...

God was there...

2010-03-24T11:13:00.000-07:00

I remember watching Ida Maria in concert two summers ago at the Hove Festival. They used to make so much fun of her for going crazy on stage, and I remember I used to laugh and think she was nothing special, not even bothering to look her songs up.

. They used to make so much fun of her for going crazy on stage, and I remember I used to laugh and think she was nothing special, not even bothering to look her songs up.. They used to make so much fun of her for going crazy on stage, and I remember I used to laugh and think she was nothing special, not even bothering to look her songs up.

It was in Milan one night I was thinking about Norway, just youtube-ing random Norwegian artists that her name popped into my head again. And so I looked her up. Honestly, you don't find that much on the web by her, but for those of you that know her, you've probably heard Oh My God and I like you so much better when you're naked.

The song that, however, really struck me was Stella. Basically God comes down to earth for some companionship (oooh, blasphemy) and ends up choosing this 43-year old hooker that he comes to like so much he promises her the whole wide World if she only stays with him for one night.

"And it made me realize how much you wanna give away just to feel loved. And the Lord blinked to me and asked 'What is real love to you? What is fake and what is true?'"

We like to think of God as this omnipotent power, a someone or something that doesn't have the same craving for love and acceptance, unlike us. Well, what if he isn't? After all we keep on reading he created us in his image...

I don't know who you are, but you smell nice.

2010-03-24T06:17:00.000-07:00

I don't even remember when this was, but I'm sure it was somewhere in Via Bellezza on my way to Camikaze's. I mean, there's not much else to write. The nose kind of speaks for itself.

Oh, shit! Battery?

2010-03-24T05:40:00.000-07:00

How happy was I when the most darling Edoardo gave me his invite to go see Enrico Coveri this last Milan Fashion Week.

To be honest, the show was kind of Las-Vegas-meets-Russian-high-class-brothel, that is, style-wise. But it was very entertaining, they even had rappers and the runway was sprinkled in gold dust. Gold dust!

I even had good seats, I was there on time, I even took a f*ck*ng taxi to get there. Perfect, right?

Well, if you look at the photos, you'll notice that they're not exactly the usual quality. That's because I forgot my battery at home. Yes, at home.

Oh well, there will always be a next fashion week. People will always need new clothes.

Dog days?

2010-03-23T10:57:00.000-07:00

Dog days?

According to Wikipedia the term "dog days" refers to the warmest days of Summer, mainly used in the Northern Hemisphere for the days between late July and September.
It derives from Latin dies caniculares. One thought the Dog Star, Sirius, was responsible for the heat, and hence the term DOG DAYS.

I could sure use some Dog Days right about now...

Leave all your love and your longing behind. You can't carry it with you if you want to survive.

I don't know what little Florence is trying to say, but one phrase from the song really hit me hard. I guess it's just because I'm young, maybe because even if this is now my home, I always long somewhere, maybe to the place I was when I last loved?

And even if love is such a wonderful thing, it always leaves us longing for more. So if we left it behind, would life be at all easier or lighter? Or would we just turn into emotionless robots? And would that be better?

This Thursday's Popstarz @ Santa Tecla

2010-03-23T08:50:00.000-07:00

THIS THURSDAY WE'LL BE DOING BARBIE-TURATES.

DRESS ALL BARBIE & KEN, HAVE SOME SURGERY AND BLOW YOUR HEADS UP.

SEE YOU THERE, FOR INFO CLICK HERE!

Popstarz Re-Opening @ Santa Tecla — Priests and Nuns

2010-03-23T08:45:00.000-07:00

Do you see that smile? That's the smile of a naughty, naughty priest. A priest that is super happy POPSTARZ moved to SANTA TECLA. After all, it's closer to the church!

The legendary Gasoline Crew has now packed their bags from good old Punto G and settled for realz at Santa Tecla, a pass from Il Duomo. And considering our closest neighbours include one of the World's most famous cathedrals and a bunch of other religious buildings, what better way to celebrate the opening than throwing a theme party for PRIESTS & NUNS?!

We had a lot to do throughout the night, so we would like to thank Luca for helping us by snapping a good deal of great pictures. We hope we'll see you all at Santa Tecla in the future!

Take a closer look AFTER THE JUMP!!!

No comment...

Of course you can still meet the ever so charming Angelo there as well!

Curious?

New in Fashion — Hug a nun.

It was THAT big, I swear.

A slap in the face?

Who let the sailors in?

Time to receive...

... some bread and some Braulio.

SACRILEGIOUS!

Remember, Thursdays @ Santa Tecla... SCANDALOUS!

Alexander's Bye-Bye Party

2010-03-23T06:23:00.000-07:00

A young, aspiring, talented and handsome Norwegian photographer came to the city of smog and fashion to have a look at job opportunities, Italian culture and cuisine and whatever else you can come look for in Milan. I kind of promised him I'd introduce him to a couple of people.

He came in search of something to live for. He went back with a massive hangover. As for the rest, I guess all we can say is 2B CONTINUED because... HE'S COMING BACK IN APRIL!!!

This time we take a close look at his goodbye party.

After a week of partying EVERY DAY, we decided to make a quiet night with pizza. Suddenly Diana and Elin were there, and suddenly Sanna showed up, and if I think real long and hard I mean to remember that someone else arrived in the night, but I'm not sure because of obvious reasons.

The picture above perfectly illustrates the concept of a quiet night. More of the sort after the JUMP!!!

The calm part of the night was already over when this picture was taken.

And suddenly things started looking like THIS again...

Miau...

You have no idea how fun (and yet embarrassing) it is to watch pictures of yourself after get-togethers like these...

And by embarrasing I am referring to this picture in particular.

Black Marker tattoos — occurs on quiet nights.

You're not gonna reach my telephone.

Love me, love me.

SNAP!

SUPERSNAP!

Sometimes I think Fashion was born in my kitchen.

... or in my bed.

I think it was around when we got to the bed that Alexander fell asleep...

... then we almost lost him, as he seemed to disintegrate into thin air (which was actually smoke-filled Milanese (already smoggy) air)...

... but thanks to potato chips and mayonnaise he was brought back.

I think I almost lost my face that night.

After a couple of shots of whiskey, Scarlett becomes a superhero...

... screw Wonder Woman —Drunken Teddy is here!

... and together with Doctor Eleeeeeen...

... she will stab you with her kitchen knife!

Superpowers include morphing the TV screen.

As for Sanna's alter ego, I have yet to come up with a suitable name... she is just too fabulous.

If only they had made a show about these guys, like a cartoon or something... but then all the children would have rather suspicious role-models.

???!??!?!?!?

Oh, no...

... Drunken Teddy is demonstrating the Toilet Paper Surprise.

Toilet Paper Dance.

Toilet Paper Hypnosis ("wake up, don't miss your goodbye party)".

Is he still alive?

At some point I think I turned into the Sandman and Guido became something very scary with heart-shaped glasses.

Oh no, he's turning into a Teddy as well! Someone stop this madness!

This picture is magical because no matter what I do with it, it still looks wrong in every sense of the word.

Okay, I dub you Sleep-Boy.

No comment.

Licky?

Call me?

Elin has this really amazing ability to make anything look kind of sexy.

1...

... 2...

... 3!!!

Sweet dreams darlings.

BABY, BABY, BABY!

2010-03-22T10:37:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time, there were two Norwegian boys, two Swedish girls, a Lithuanian Scarlett Johansson, an Italian Stallion and a Latin Lover... and somehow they all ended up at Steffen's place that very Sunday ages and ages ago.

What happened after was fabulous, marvellous and wonderful indeed. In fact, it all happened after... well, that is not completely true, because there was an amazing pre-drinking party somewhere in Loreto, where the only thing above us were the skies (and the only thing below us were the grumpy neighbours).

Also involved was Mr. Whiskey, Mr. Vodka and in general any substance containing a minimum of alcohol. There was also Mr. Tobacco and Mr. Calm Down You Guys (played by various neighboors, doormen and DJs (and somewhere along the way there must have been a taxi driver as well)). Luckily, Mr. Policeman never showed up... too bad, he would have had a lot of fun.

What you see here are SHOES. Normally you find them on the floor. Well, not in this case.

After some negotiation, we were suddenly seven people in my house. And I don't know whether that's a lucky number or not... and considering I fell asleep I can't even tell whether someone got lucky.

All I know is that when we all went home, it was 16:00 Central European Time, and the party had lasted for 20 hours. We had our breakfast with fresh McDonald's food, cigarettes and French Electronica. Under the Arch of Porta Romana.

Because that's how we roll.

Now, we think you'll need a soundtrack to imagine the scene...

If you wanna see where it all started and how it all ended, JUMP!!!

Everyone indahouse, and host already outtahishead.

Latin Lover played by Jose.

Italian Stallion played by Francesco.

No comment from Scarlett.

Food = eaten.

What?

What adorable little Party Monsters!

You might think this is just an effect, but I swear it all looked like that to me for a couple of hours.

It's amazing how inspiring things appear after 5 AM.

And then we landed on the bed...

I don't know how I got here, so...

... STRIKE A POSE!

If you're gonna drink...

... please use my butt as a cushion while you do. I LOVE!

You know what?

WE'RE SO FUCKED UP!!!

This looks awfully wrong. Why is that tripod there? And who's the creepy guy in the trench?

And who's the angel in the bed?

Oh, no! Two angels in the bed.

Two sleeping angels in the bed?

And another one on the floor?

The Gate to Paradise? How much did I drink?

This must be heaven, there are shoes everywhere!

This is where our Baby Baby Baby comes in...

You can't have more fun than you make yourself!

McDonald's under the Arch. I guess that's what Heaven's all about.

But what would Heaven be without Sanna?

Rock my socks!

I have a bag from McDonald's.

AND I'M NOT FUCKING AFRAID TO USE IT MOFO!

Italian Stallion observing Scandinavian Barbarians. Fascinating, we dare say.

I don't know much about clothes, but my hair looks fierce.

You, yes YOU!

???

And suddenly it's all okay. :) :) :)

Don't pollute. We threw it away, don't worry. We're not trashy!

Guys...

You're my disco...

I'm 2 sexy, much? We <3 U, Alex.

Time passes so fast when you're in good company, and we were the best Baby Baby Babies there ever were in Milan. So watch out, people. We're taking over.

Popstarz @ Punto G - THE LAST NIGHT.

2010-03-22T10:34:00.000-07:00

The week was that of Carnival and the theme was that of "Bim Bum Bam".

For those of you who don't know Bim Bum Bam, it was an Italian TV-show running from 1982-2003, featuring some of the most famous children series, including animes like Sailor Moon and cartoons like The Smurfs, The Simpsons and The Mask.

It was with a bit of a sigh we ended the night, as it was the very last night in this historical location (ex-Gasoline).

Luckily it was a great success. People were dancing, drinking and whatever else they usually do, making the night a worthy homage to the once so glorious location. Because when we do what we do, we do it with style (no matter how funked up we get)!

See the rest after the JUMP!!!

Sip your first drink, but make room for the next five.

"For those who didn't get it, I'm Snow White's mirror."

... and then it all suddenly made perfect sense!

Sometimes we wish all girls could be Japanese Cartoons...

... and we think Filo secretly agrees.

Now that's what we call colourful!

SHE'S STARING RIGHT AT US x 4!!!

B My butterfly...

Yeah, that's the SPIRIT!

Insects can be drunk too.

Sometimes it actually looks cool when your friend does that behind your back. FAB!!!

Nono, the head ache comes tomorrow!

MARVELLOUS!

Wanna play with my... ears?

Unwrap me!

Clark Kent, duh!

;)

Oh MY GOD! You're faces are glowing! <3

I wonder what the babies would look like if Superman mated with a Smurf...?

... and soon enough the bottle will be too!!!

Oh, Norwegians... sobriety isn't your forte.

If I lick it, will it tell me if I'm drunk?

If you get any sexier, this Anime will turn into our favourite Hentai fantasy...

Arrrrgh!

Camikaze's about to blow up.

EXPLOSION!

Grabbing your tit - FASHION!

ROCK (drink) ON!

Nurse, I think I've got something in my pants.

Oh, Satan...

Oh, what do you know? You know nothing... but I'll still take you home!

Nono, don't run away!

A big thanks to everyone that contributed to making the last night of Popstarz at Punto G a fabulous and marvellous night. And remember — stay awesome.

Happiness Insane Party ft ROZZO CRIÙ @ Punto G

2010-02-16T10:23:00.000-08:00

Happiness. Insanity. Somehow we manage to incorporate them into our daily lives. They just seem to fit perfectly hand-in-hand. Those of you who know us know it's true.

However, if you know the Gasoline Crew you know that someone knows how to take it all to the MAX!

With performances by Da Rozzo Criù, the place got rocked to its core and the mood was around a 110% for all the people.

More pictures of Da Rozzo Criù...

... and other insanities AFTER THE JUMP!!!

Insane, happy or both? You figure it out!

Welcome to the asylum, where pretty girls bite.

Hey there inmate... watch your back!

Very Normal People?

Spastic!

Dementia!

Lip my stocking!

Insanely insane!

Tongues, tongues, tongues.

Kaboom!

Insane puppy?

Words other than INSANE fail to describe the amazing performance by Da Rozzo Criù.

Keep it colourful!

Again, we <3 bartenders.

Clever puppy!

We <3 Skin.

We <3 UNDERWEAR!

AAAAAAH!

What an Angel!

THUNDERBALL!

Someone get this bartender down from the bar.

Crazy, right?

ZAP!

A diva never walks on her feet.

Carwash, carwash!

Over and out peeeeples! Ayayaaaa!

Scream Queens @ Punto G

2010-02-16T09:04:00.000-08:00

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ! ! !

Every now and then we have nice days and every now and then... we seem to be living a horror story. A Scream Queen probably lives the latter everyday, and she does so with impeccable style.

A girl must know how to scream. A boy must know how not to scream. Not only do we scream out of horror, but also for sadness, desperation and joy. Screaming is always fashionable (along with a few other random things that you probably take for granted (don't worry, we'll tell you all about them in the future)).

Anywho... if you took the trip to Gasoline last week, you definitively got the theme. Horror movie screening over amazing music and girls dressed up in babydolls... darlings, it's fab and marv at the same time.

Give us your best SCREAM!!! ... after the JUMP!

Warm up your throat before you scream.

What a pixie!

Hey!

Sceptical?

Uaaaaah!

The true meaning of multi-tasking.

Ripping your eyes out, much?

???

Bunnies! Wow!

First aid tip: When your friend is dying, don't forget to pose for the camera.

Writing on your knuckles — FAB.

Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

Smart fox.

"Don't worry, I'm only gonna steal your soul."

I said "What, what..."

We all need somebody to lean on.

Better drink before you catch a scare.

Boooo! Did you get scared?

Damsel in distress?

Someone thinks we're mental.

MARV!

Did you remember to wash your hands?

L-I-licky-C-K-licky-Y

L-licky-I-C-licky-K-Y!

Lick here!

Illustrative.

We agree with Japi... COOL KIDS CAN'T DIE!!!

Sharp.

Kiss me, honey.

Suckin' on my...

... titties.

... more titties!

Touch me! Touch me! I wanna feel your body!

1.83+ Puppies... only in Milan.

Occasional civilian casualty. What a disco bloodbath.

We say cheeky!

Smile!

Kick it!

Shoes, OH MY GOD... SHOES!

Sad puppy.

Our bartenders. Our bartenders. Our bartenders. <3

Warp?

Shoes — the missing erogenous zone.

Oh no you didn't!

Screaming puppies.

... Munch couldn't have put it better himself!

Smack my bitch up!

Blow us a kiss!

Wella — because I'm worth it.

Gotcha!

If you don't speak French... try French kissing!

Lost puppy.

Swedish puppy?

Don't say a word.

Slam your body down and wind it all around.

Lucky lipstick?

Oops!

Whatever!

Spiderman kiss?

Now that's what's the true meaning of "busting a move!"

Pearls before swine.

Ray-Ban bites!

Hey big spender!

Cute face.

Cuter face.

Funny bunnies!

Do you know how to limbo?

BIG HUG!

Someone found the G-spot.

Fierce.

???

Lucky bites!

It seems to us biting your scarf is the next big thing.

Japi and his four hands.

Florists are fun.

Piggy back ride!

At the end of the night we had a little session with Giorgia. Turned out fun.

Over and OOOOOOOUT!!!

Rouge @ Red Lounge

2010-02-11T13:07:00.000-08:00

Red. Simply Red.

The colour of love, the colour of blood and a wide selection of drinks. Which is what brings us to this wonderful, wonderful place. Every now and then we tire of designer white walls and blue lights. And when a little colour comes knocking on the door, we are more than happy to join the party.

Potent DJs, great drinks and our favourite Gasoline Crew is trying out a new concept. And to be quite honest — we like.

A closer look at what's inside the most fashionable red light district we have yet to come across in this city... after the JUMP!!!

A man, a plan... a bar.

One of the least appreciated aspects of a bar is the opportunity to look out on the street. In an ever-changing fashion city, it's nice to see how people arrive, also before they throw their jackets in a corner.

Got my back?

Red Lounge is not just a red venue, but it is also very well decorated, a classy touch to drinking and mingling is often needed in a city where the places are either pearly posh or shabby chic.

99 Red Balloons.

Fabulous...

Do you recognise this guy?

We are all made of stars...

Is that a star on his cheek?

Peaceful puppy.

After a night in red, Camikaze wishes you all a good night and we both hope to see you soon!

BUKKAKE RIOT! @ Punto G (Gasoline)

2010-02-11T11:47:00.000-08:00

As terribly nasty as the name sounds, and as awful the story behind it is, the Bukkake Riot feat. TILT! was a delicious success. Whipped cream and condensed milk! Amazing for those who skipped dessert. Or dinner for that matter.
Watch the results of Camikaze's Bukkake destruction by Japi, Ale, and Stella after the JUMP!

I don't think he was expecting that...

If the music you play is lovely, dress the part.

Real blondes, fake blondes, Un-blondes, and blonds without the "e"... We have every kind.

Bukkake is fun!

Cheeky...

Our bartenders are always hot!

I think you've got something on your cheek...

Is that a schoolgirl I see?

THAT'S NOT a schoolgirl, though...

SNAP!

Two guys ready to give what it takes for the riot.

Oh, Gaetano... <3

SWEET!

Remember to clean your mouth, dirty girl.

It's tasty!

Dancing with myself.

Peace!

You don't need to be a female to accessorize like Rihanna.

Oh, stockings...

Everything in place, and ready for action.

Squirt away, darlings!

Mouthful, much?

Arms, legs, and everything nice in between.

Oh no, Camikaze!

Licky, licky.

Mr. Love.

???

... ?!

Ale's "sad"/"I'm working" face. :)

Calm puppy.

You like?

And NY definitively loves you!

Uh-Oh...

We told you something would happen.

... and it just did!

The anchor lady that 'really wasn't there'.

Puppies!

And wtf? Is that James St. James?

Do not disturb.

OH NO! SNAPPED BY ANGELO!

Cold much?

Sad puppy.

Covering up won't secured you from getting squirted, darling.

It's something about that wrist...

... and there's definitively something about those shoes. Details, details, details.

Stashing supplies behind your ears — FAB!

STOP right there.

The straw triplets.

This pose almost always fails... but we kind of like it.

Mr. Fierce of the night.

Fashion tip: don't wear whatever Casanova is wearing in this pic.

Universally unflattering apparel.

Now that's a face just screaming for BUKKAKE!

Camikaze and her Brazilian men,

Konbanwa!

Três burlesque.

Oh, Japi...

Whether it's inviting or not — FABULOUS!

That's it, guys. We leave you with Casanova and some drunk girls.

Kiss kiss!

LA STRYXIA's BIRTHDAY @ PLASTIC

2010-02-11T06:21:00.000-08:00

Once every year or so, Milan's most famed club, PLASTIC gets filled up quicker than Noah's ark. And as every good animal that gotten on that boat, every good citizen of nightlife has to attend PLASTIC. The reason? Stryxia's Birthday.
Forget Christmas, that was so last year.
Now, its Stryxia time. Competitors and fans from all of Italy that have tasted Plastic's marvels have a chance at hitting the stage and imitating la Stryxia.
Take a look to see this years winners...

... after the...

... JUMP!!!

Sharp.

If you're gonna bust-a-move, do it like LUCA!

Flawless!

Love the hat!

... and love the fan.

... and this guy.

When lashes are fake, let them be spectacular.

You think you're chocolate but you're CHEWING GUM!

Luxury...

... be careful not to get too close a shot under the dress.

Put your hands up in the air!

Is that a monkey on top of your head?

"He went over there!"

"... where?"

"hi there!"

These shoes stay on my feet.

After Gossip Girl, everyone seems to be wearing headbands. <3

If you're gonna get a tattoo, make it a fabulous one!

FAB 'n' MARV of the night.

Parle a ma main!

There's a difference between a bow and a BOW-WOW-WOW!

Plastic is always full of puppies.

You can watch me on your video phone.

I don't know much about clothes, but my hair looks fierce.

Mask play?

La Boara always has amazing shoes.

Got the claps?

Fierce.

Someone stole someone's fan.

Zen.

Happy Napoletan people.

I believe in angels.

Tada!

The fabulous Vienna.

Zoolander?

The winners of the last two years, Bruno and Filippo, did a great performance before passing the prize on to the next Stryxia.

Among the prizes were absolutely marvellous pieces of clothing from La Stryxia's wardrobe.

Yes, it's very convenient to pick up the phone in a disco. You hear a lot.

SNAP!

The winner (or one of them) takes it all.

A love-story in the making.

Didn't we see you earlier with a wig?

Sergio spinning discs.

Passionate.

More puppies!

Most fab t-shirt of the night. Maybe even the week.

Smurf ice?

And with a couple of Asians, we say over and out!

I'm waiting at the wrong pole.

2010-02-06T13:47:00.000-08:00

Sometimes you stay up and push your body to its limit to try and dream. Not hallucinate. A moment to cherish what you usually take for granted. Like that song with a certain message you heard a long time ago and forgot to look up.
Taking a walk after an entire day and night of screaming and laughter, and realizing its already the day after as soon as the sky starts turning into a sweeter color of blue.
Feeling like your black fur coat will get lost in the whirl of the snowflakes the sky was mysteriously dropping.
It was at that moment I remembered the song, and realized how nice it was to be out and dream.
I've been waiting at the wrong pole the entire time.
It's alright to dream, and letting go once in a while. You never know what you might find on the other side of the looking glass.

Vogue Ambition

2010-02-02T14:18:00.000-08:00

Time had come to try something new, and on that Friday it was decided that Stranazione should cover Vogue Ambition.

The location being in culo alla luna (again, far away from everything), you'd expect it to be either empty or a bit shady... but we have to tell you, that's not the case!

The music ranges from 70's to 90's, with random shots of Lady Gaga and other contemporary divas (yes, creds for putting Kylie on!).

What surprised the most, however, was not the music selection, but the astonishing amount of gorgeous (droool) people.

Of course, when Miss Sabry is present, how can the joint not be stacked with yummy dummies?

More sweets... after the JUMP!

"Whaddya laughin' at?"

Kiss Kiss.

Absolutely Flawless.

Miss Sabry is fabulous.

Don't mess with this one!

In the navy..

That's right – RED BULL.

Round round, baby, round round.

Scandalous.

Cheeky this one...

... this one too...

... and this one!

How many white fur coats in this place? Did I miss the theme?

"I think you've got something in your ear..."

Spin me right round!

"Anyone notice the lips on my shirt?"

Black is the new and the old black.

We <3.

"Baby, can I hold you tonight?"

Licky licky?

Yes, you got it. Time to get naked-er.

Hmmm?

What a scream queen!

Anyone hungry for chicken?

Aaaww... <3

Lost puppy?

"It wasn't me."

Guess where those fingers are going...

SNAP!

I guess I didn't smell that well...

Blowing kisses... fabulous!

Busted?

Puppy.

Puppy lovin'

They're real... and at Vogue you have real fun!

After Party w/The Blisters Boyz

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And then there was the after party... I think you need to take a jump for this...

And you do that right here!

If you're not pressing certain substances up your nose, you'd be pretty hungry after a show like the one The Blisters Boyz put on at Plastic earlier this night. Find out more about a certain pasta fiasco further down in this post...

Responsible driver Perucci.

Not so responsible passengers.

If I knew what that camcorder was recording I would have maybe kept my mouth shut...

Home sweet Red Light District (for male lovers of males).

You might see them smiling here....

... but the truth is that a certain someone (STEFFEN YOU ASSHOLE) put a LITTLE too much salt in the water...

... hence the need to drink more water.

So thanks God for the emergency frollinis and the Vodka to make you forget about that terrible culinary experience...

Over and out.

THE BLISTERS BOYZ- 747 to Paris @ Plastic

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As you all might have figured, they are our favourite band. And we advice all of you to check out their block rockin' beats — HERE!

For the first ever concert, the Blisters Boyz were booked at Plastic, Milan's oldest and chic-est nightlub. As part of the 747 Project, this night was dedicated to Paris. We definitively felt the decadence (until Jack Daniel's started playing some kind of bohemian rhapsody in our heads).

And remember - BE SEXY C'EST FRANCAIS!!!

This video might be slightly embarrasing for our dear Casanova... please notice how his accent changes after several hours of "hard work"...

And take a look at the rest AFTER THE JUMP!!!

The boyfriend and the girlfriend (of different people).

Just dance!!!

Someone stole Casanova's Mad Hat from the party at Gasoline. Mad hatter is the new black.

Don't drink. Or don't let Casanova drink.

Bohemian, much?

Plastic's Flight Attendants will have you flying in no time!

danse! danse! danse!

quel bordel !

Clement and Marc shaking up the House of Bordello.

To be fair, one has to visit the Mirror Room at Plastic, even if the party was kickin' in the other room. It's quite an experience trying to find yourself here after a few refreshments.

We <3 Beret.

Who needs a face when you have eyelashes?

"We don't serve food on this flight."

Hats! More Hats!

Business class to Paris comes with special entertainment.

Take two Valiums and it'll all be good.

Leg. Omg Legs.

Arrêt !

And the beat goes on...

Surprisingly, a select amount of people still manage to pull off those glasses. Auppladissements!

What would DJ booths be without hot blondes?

Chanel? C'EST FRANCAIS!!!

Clap yo hands. Clap, clap yo hands.

Why so sad, little puppy? Not enough Champagne?

This wonderful woman kept track of the going-ons behind the booth and took pictures.

We <3 multi-tasking.

Our wonderful friends over at "Things we do and Adore"

Resident DJ Fridays, Dorian Gray.

Fabuleuse!

Trop bon!

Again... we <3 BERETS!

What were women before boas were invented?

Lucky lipstick.

Touch mine...

... and I'll touch yours.

Come on, come on.

Shake your money maker.

Beat it!

Granny, what big eyes you have.

FLASH!

Lil' brother makes sure the adventures of the Boyz never go undocumented.

Even DJ's must "hydrate".

Groupies?

Oh, Jezus...

... you're the Man!

We <3 Hugz.

Out of his cave - Poeta Eremita Perucci.

We do hairbands better than Gossip Girl!

Tired gallerist. We <3 Edo.

After the concert it was time for resident DJ Andrea to take over. At Plastic the night never ends.

House of Bordello turning alive.

Greek hatter boy.

"Hurry, lets chug. I wanna dance."

Say "CHEEEESY!"

... ten drinks 80? Sounds like we have a deal.

We <3 t-shirt.

We do adore...

Damn light.

"Paris? I think it's that way..."

Mother of God, we love Hatters.

Afterparty soon, much?

Hair is accessory. We love.

Serious poser puppies.

Mister Sharp of tonight.

Snap, snap, snap.

Now that's what I meant by "strike a pose".

"I'm happy to inform you that we won't be landing tonight!"

Sideboob. Our favourite subject.

"You can't see me"

Yes we can.

Mmmmmm... whiskey!

"Please smile while I eat your hat..."

Tacchi. I più alti possibili.

Over and out. Thanks for following this flight to Paris with Stranazione @ Plastic's 747

w/THE BLISTER BOYZ!