Okay, I'm typing this with super sore arms because I'm on this health trip and I got myself a brand new gym membership including sessions with a personal trainer. Now this chick is not messing around. First of all she has a bionic ass and gigantic girl guns. And I don't know why because I haven't been working out in ages, but she seems to think that there's a really fit person hidden inside of me. She keeps yelling things like : "Come on! I'm only pushing you this hard because I know you can do it!" and she called me " her special little project". So I think it's safe to say she is a nutcase and therefore exactly what I need. After the second workout with her (she made me run up and down the entrance stairs carrying weights and doing squats in between so I kept seeing really amused faces of people without personal trainers who clearly thought that I brought this on by my entire spoilt self), I sat on a bench in the dressing room for what seemed like 5 minutes, but probably were more like 45 just trying to catch my breath. And for the past two days I haven't been able to walk properly. Even driving a car hurts. And I have to go back there today! All this just because someday soon I want to be able to use #GAMEONWORLD in non ironic way.
Anyway, here's a bit of what we've been up to these past two weeks... 
LGF went to Graspop Metal Meeting as he does every year. I asked him for his highlights :
"Slayer, Motörhead, acting like Moshpit Girl during Hatebreed, Ozzy accidentally foaming himself during the gig and mumbling: "Fucking wind". Driving home blasting Darkthrone's "Kathaarian Life Code" scaring people at red lights."
Sir Renaissance also took it to the Cannes Lions Festival for Creativity where he blogged for national quality newspaper De Standaard.
4.A.M. Catchaplane-look.
What he said :
"Weird to see youngins live casting everything : at the beach, on stage receiving an award,... Also, no line at the free beer bars.
Mad Men, it ain't."
Norse Projects, Originals Baltic Cup from the Adidas Consortium 'Your Story' pack, Cannes Red Carpet.
Fans trying to secure tickets for the K-Pop sensation 2NE1 gig.
What he said : "With so many creatives in the building, you'd expect more inspired graffiti."
Hotel Pussy.
One of my favourite things ever is catching up with our friends & collaborators from our other blog Ü. Such a talented, funny and gorgeous bunch.
This month's host was the only real life pixie I know : Marie.
Marie, Coco and Immi who just got his ear pierced. Stud on stud.
LGF and Tim.
Tim bought Marie a "Magic Garden" which immediately became everybody's project.
1st hour
2nd hour
Marie sent us this two days later. Not even kidding. (okay, it didn't actually grow a cat. But you have to admit, shit is pretty cool).
Look at Immi, all angelic everything. Trying to write a beautiful fridge poem.
The end result:
weird game that soup pie
meet my fear
take care of my ass
trust this race
musty and naked
don't stare at his milk
Marie's sushi skills are beyond.
Dropping by other CRÜW-member Hannes' birthday bash.
We went to Toykyo to get him a Rockwel by Parra shirt.
Hannes on the left, me on the right. I guess it's pretty obvious we are about that life.
The song playing is "Can't Hold Us Down" by Christina Aguillera and Lil Kim.
And then :
Couleur Café.
Thank you House Of Marley, Oona and Marie-France for having us.
Seeing Donald Glover aka Childish Gambino perform live was a seriously good time.
Bambino to Gambino.
Celebrating the birth of a new Family friend.
Thank you An, Bué and Mathieu for the amazing Toykyo Kids x New Era cap.
