It reminds me of someone sooooooooo much…
Indeed.
If work is your life, life just got really good.
It’s like the Lamborghini of desks. Except we are Danish.
It’s like the iPod of desks. Minus the playlist.
It’s like the Chrysler building of desks. But with no elevator.
It’s the best bed you’ve ever slept in, the best car you’ve ever driven, the greatest house you’ve ever lived in. Except it’s a desk.
We like to work. So we made a desk that likes to work too.
Introducing MILK.
Blueberry Souffle.
After eating in Da Mario (nor pizza neither pasta).
“The story goes that one day in 1889 the Queen of Italy, Margherita di Savoia, having heard so much about pizzas, and being at the time a pizzeria not a place for a Royal to visit, she invited at the Royal Palace of Capodimonte the famous pizzaiolo Raffaele Esposito to prepare this new dish, in order to satisfy her gastronomical curiosity. With a touch of simple creativity, Don Raffaele Esposito for the first time, introduced Mozzarella cheese to the already existing tomato pizza and decorated it with fresh basil leaves. He called this pizza with the colours of the Italian flag, Pizza Margherita in honour of his Queen.”
Extract from Succeso Napoletano, by Mario Molino.
It was good while it lasted. It sucked after that, but it doesn’t make it easier to let it go. Let go. Once again. Gah.
“Aquí el puto amo soy yo”
Miki Puig.
My so called life* 