Sunday, 30 November 2014

My Christmas Message

Image by David Park
Just a few days to Christmas Wooohooo! Like some of you, I can't wait for my favourite day of the year to arrive. I am literally counting down every single second for it.

I feel inside I'm full of glitters, the excitement is beyond me, and I feel my heart is shinning like a mutli- color ball on a Christmas tree. And I would love to share all my enthusiasm with every single one of you.

When I was a little boy, I believed in the magic of this festive season. I believed in Santa, he never failed to bring me my santi present. I still carry those beautiful memories with me. Those memories will stay with me forever because they allow me to bring back my inner-child every year. I feel privileged to be able to experience that feeling.

I would like to invite you all, at some point in the next few days, to take a moment to think about and reflect on the great emotional things you gained this year which  is nearly ending. Take a moment to pay a attention to all those nice things that surround you, in particular your family, friends, acquaintances and co-workers. 

And most of all, I would like you to take a moment to think of you, and you will realise that you have been way too busy and have forgotten how valuable you are - as a person.

To finish, I would like to share this with you...

Image by David Park
Growing up, I learnt that the Christmas Spirit is the awakening of all the beautiful things we posses inside. Those nice things we posses and, again, we tend to forget about because we are living in a such a hurry world. Let that spirit to embrace you in such a loving way and - believe - you will experience a great feeling, not only for the month of December, but also for the rest of your life.

Have a great time over the 
festive season. I wish all your dreams can come true.
 I hope Santi is good to you. Have fabulous time...

Have a Very Happy Christmas together with all your loved ones...

From the bottom of my heart...


Monday, 17 November 2014

You know Christmas is just around the corner when...

I am one of the million of people who loves Christmas so much. If you love Christmas I am sure like me you're counting down the days and can't wait to hug the Christmas spirit.

The beautiful time is not far away now, you know Christmas is just around the corner when...

It's getting colder and you need to start wearing thick clothes. When it's only 4:30 in the afternoon and starts getting dark.

When you're at home with the fire on and the living room feels so cosy. 

When you're watching TV and those lovely Xmas ads come on the screen and you feel the magic. When you're in City Center and walk through Grafton Street and all the decorations are on display.

When you are already thinking of all your favorite Xmas movies.

When you try to book a table in a restaurant, and they're already booked out coming up to the festive season.

When you feel emotional for no reason, just for the only reason that Christmas makes your heart go softer and you feel you love your life even more.

When you feel there is sparks inside you that illuminates not only your face, but also your smile. When you inner child is jumping up and down from the excitement of having a Santa present.

You feel Christmas is just around the corner when you feel you are able to love everybody and feel everybody loves you.

If you can not wait for the most magical time of the year, neither can I...But I am very excited to see that Christmas is just around the corner.

With Christmas Love...


Sunday, 9 November 2014

Their present was a frog...

There are certain childhood experiences that when we think back and reflect on, we realised they were the very first milestones to define our character and personality for adulthood. Those formative years are crucial because they shape who we are as people.

The episode I am about to tell you can be seen as funny, looking back now it was, but it was one of those basic learnings in my life that lead me to be the person I am today.

I think I was 7 or 8 years-old, my circle of friends was mainly girls who I would play girlie activities with. One of our favorites was “the party”, we would pretend that it was somebody’s birthday and would have a party for that person - real or fictitious. We had so much fun.

My mother had an argument with one of my girlfriend’s mum’s and they weren’t talking. A few days after, my girlfriend, who could be a little bitch at times, organised a party and, because our mums weren’t talking, she didn’t invite me. I found out through someone else that a party was on and I was very upset.

My mum saw me and asked why was I upset? I told her and she said (a lesson she gave me) “my argument with her mother shouldn’t affect your friendship”, I said nearly crying “yeah but she didn’t invite me to the party and everybody is going”. My mum gave me a hug to console me, and suggest that I should send them a present to show them that I wasn’t affected by not being invited.

The idea came to my mind straight away. I said to my mum “yes I’m gonna send them a present and it’s gonna  be a frog”, she didn’t approve or disapprove it, she just smiled, which for me was her approval.

There was a jungle full of frogs near the hood we lived in and my mum and I went in to find a frog, and I said to her “the bigger the better” so we found a huge one. We put the live frog in a box, got wrapping paper and a nice red lace to go with it. I asked one of my girlfriends who was going to the party to bring the present along with her. She took the box and the frog was jumping inside, she asked “What’s inside, why is it moving” and I replied “please just bring it with you, give it to her and you’ll find out and tell her it is from me”.

We lived across the road from each other, our houses were made of wood and metal so there were cracks in the wood I could see through, I crouched down and peeped through to see their reaction when they opened their present which created complete havoc.

There was screams and shouts and tantrums and everybody running around like headless chickens. They were terrified, jumping up and down as the frog was hopping about in its own terror in between their legs. I was rolling on the floor with laughter with the sweet smell of revenge.

As I mentioned at the beginning, this incident was a huge landmark in building my character in relation to self-reliance. Making my way throughout adulthood I have learnt that I am the only one I should rely on - both emotionally and psychologically. I have been upset many times, yes, but I have learnt how to move on quickly and never put myself in the same situation again that would compromise my emotional well-being.

Now I understand how crucial this event was in my life and I am grateful to my mum for helping me find the biggest frog in the marsh, where I found my emotional prince hehehe


Monday, 3 November 2014

Body Dysmorphic Disorder or Renee Zellweger..

Celebrities, yes, we love and hate them, and yes we need them. If we didn't, I would not be writing a blog about actress Renee Zellweger who is, at the moment, receiving so much media attention due to the release of the sequel of the franchise Bridget Jone's Diary - Briget Jones's Baby. In November, 2014 she was the topic of millions of articles both off and online. She caused havoc in the celebrity world when she stepped out at a Hollywood event looking like anyone, but herself. The Renee with the nearly-closed-eyes we all used to know no longer exists.
Speculations have poured from every corner of the world. She’s done this and that and the other. From plastic surgery to botox, from face-lift to God knows what else, but there’s only one thing that has come up to the surface and it’s the possibility that she might be suffering from what in Psychiatry is called Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD).

Her acting career has been very successful. Oscar-winning actress who has had the ability to entertain us in so many great movies like “Jerry Maguire”, “You, me and Irene”, “Chicago”, “Another year”, “Cold Mountain” for which she received the Academy Award, and the famously acclaimed “Bridget Jones’ Diary” for which - interesting enough - she very well-managed to transform herself to play the role in such a profound way that when we saw the movie, we couldn't perceive a slightly resemblance of an actress called Renee Zellweger. She literally became Bridget Jones in every possible single way.

Maybe that acting role equipped her to play her real-life role considering what we saw in 2014. She will never be again the Renee we used to see with that particular face - in my opinion, beautiful and unique. Some people have been wondering about what’s the matter with someone - celebrity or not - that has an essential inner need to look like someone else? In our simplistic world and in pure English we can call them “Fucked up”. But the Psychological and Psychiatric fields have a better, more sophisticated term/diagnose called Dysmorphic Body Disorder, but What is this all about?

The Encyclopedia of Mental Disorders states that “BDD is defined by DSM-IV-TR (a handbook for health professionals) as a condition marked by excessive preoccupation with an imaginary or minor defect in a facial feature or localized part of the body. The diagnostic criteria specify that the condition must be sufficiently severe to cause a decline in the patient’s social, occupational or educational functioning. The most common cause of this decline is the time lost in obsessing about the “defect”.

Interesting, the word “dysmorphic” comes from two Greek words, “dys” that means “bad” or “ugly”, and “morphos” that means “shape” or “form”.


“BDD is characterised by an unusually exaggerated degree of worry or concern about a specific part of the face or body, rather than the general size or shape of the body…As many as 50% of patients with BDD undergo plastic surgery to correct their perceived physical defects”.


The encyclopedia explains two major causes, neurological and psychological, but I will only concentrate on the psychological one: “Important factor in the development of BDD is the influence of the mass media in the developed countries, particularly the role of advertising in spreading images of physically “perfect” men and women. Impressionable children and adolescents absorb the message that anything short of physical perfection is unacceptable. They may then develop distorted perceptions of their own faces and bodies”.

Taking into consideration the professional information, we can say that the issue is far more complex that we might think, and more so when Renee herself in an interview said, back then, said she was "now happy and more content" - and we wonder “Why? because you don’t look like you used to”.

What it is even more concerning, it’s the fact that no matter how many plastic surgery they may undergo, they’ll always have a distorted image perception of themselves. What they see is just “ugly”.

My message: When you see yourself in the mirror, love what you see, love and embrace yourself either if you’re skinny, with an extra pounds, white, black, ginger, blond, short, tall or whatever. You’re beautiful, full stop... and always remember that it could be worse, if we were Renee Zellweeger.