Eu trocaria as aplicações de encontros por encontros à moda antiga em qualquer dia

Algum de vós se sente por vezes deslocado no tempo e no espaço?

What I want to say is: Our whole generation grew up in the time when this whole smartphone craziness wasn’t around and suddenly it became something mandatory and unavoidable.

I get it. That’s how it is and it’s an overall good thing. But sometimes it just goes too far.

I can’t lie, at times I feel like I’m too old for the never-ending new things and constant updates. I just don’t have the capacity.

What about the people who love the slow life? What if I’m an old-school girl?

I’m not afraid to say that in some ways, yes, I’m old-fashioned.

Acredito nos primeiros olhares e primeiros toques. Acredito que o cheiro e as fragrâncias são as coisas mais poderosas que o ser humano pode experimentar.

Porque é que me hei-de privar dessas coisas simples mas significativas da vida?

Acredito no poder da intuição humana e da química. Acredito no amor à primeira vista.

O ecrã nunca conseguirá captar a espontaneidade da forma como se movem.

Nada substituirá a suavidade e a graça do primeiro toque ou a força e o mistério do primeiro olhar.

I love it when things unfold in a natural way. I don’t want to plan or calculate my love.

Quero ouvir a voz dele pela primeira vez. Aquela doce emoção de ouvir o teu nome.

I want to accidentally fall in love when I’m least expecting it.

I don’t care if I sound like every other romantic movie (made before ’10!) I just want genuine things.

I refuse to admit that texting comes even close to the good old conversation at some beautiful place while you look at each other’s faces and notice every little change in each other’s eyes and voices.

It’s all convenient and nice – but it just isn’t ele.

I can’t be the only one who thinks this way, yet people who agree are nowhere to be found.

O mundo tornou-se um pouco mais frio quando decidiu substituir o toque na pele pelo toque no ecrã. Senti isso, sem dúvida.

Still, I know humans are humans, and one way or another they will always crave the same things. The only difference is they’re attracted to different wrappings.

I know my wrapping looks a lot more old-school and whimsical than clean and minimal, and that’s okay.

A única coisa que me incomoda é impor a mesma narrativa a toda a gente e exigir que todos pensem e façam o mesmo.

As I mentioned before, I want my slow life, skin touches, and scents. I don’t ask for much.

I wish there were more men who appreciate this and don’t insist on starting things here and now.

Quero aquela brincadeira da velha guarda e a emoção quando o afeto começa a ficar mais forte.

I’m no film noir actress from the ’50s, but I do like the look and style.

I don’t want the world and life to lose that beautiful feeling of mystery.

Not everything has to be known right away, sometimes it’s better to get into things and people gradually, and build affection little by little.

I don’t want to get food at the drive-thru – I want to cook dinner, sprinkle some love into it, then set the table, drink some wine, and talk for hours.

Penso que esse tipo de amor dura mais tempo e tem melhores raízes porque começa efetivamente de baixo para cima e não de cima para baixo.

Bottom line: Old-school stuff always seems to have a more visible soul than anything else, and that’s exactly what I’m missing and craving.

Acho que uma pessoa da velha guarda como eu tem um gosto um pouco diferente.