We went to a seminar earlier this summer that stated the importance of feeling suprised, because all to often we are caught in the same routines and think we know it all. Imagine our suprise then when Stockholm decides to throw us a record breaking make out evening with the most beautiful boy we ever kissed, a second man that charmingly picked us up while we were unlocking the bike, who we then gave a ride to Nybroviken (since it had to be romantic even though it was a 5am pick up) and while we are debating which place to go back to (His argument: "Det är ingen bra idé. Jag kommer ha ångest oavsett om vi går hem till dig, mig eller om jag vaknar själv i morgonbitti") a new acquaintance from the previous Wednesday night gives us a ring and wonders if he can come over. "Well, of course, see you in twenty minutes!" Turns out though, that mediocre things don't come easy. Seven (incoming) phone calls and two and a half hours later, he eventually shows up, having spoiled all chances of getting laid. Our hugs not drugs policy required an explanation, and resulted in a confession: apparently, taking your friend's ADHD medication slows down your mental capacity and clearly leads you to completely misinterpret the term booty call.

Needless to say, we woke up as the big winners. Or maybe it is just true, that blondes really do have more fun.

Because life can't be fun and games all the time, but smiling clearly makes things a lot more delightful. Or as Mark Twain put it; "The human race has one really effective weapon, and that is laughter."

Because we love crayfish parties, end of summer wool sweaters in combination with a tan, surfer hair, a mustache, beards (still) and creative head gear. We also had the pleasure to wake up next to a white-man-over-thirty in our make out closet who looks a bit like you.

More of an inspirational piece, but we doubt there are better ways of greeting a new day than in the interior design version of a pistachio macaron and spend the rest of your life in a French chateau with these boys.

Because we have a crush on you! And you are awesome and play great music and have some really nice bracelets. And you made our Wednesday night when we got to slow dance to Save The Best For Last.

Todays newspaper had a interview with a 62-year-old woman looking for love. It is part of a series called Lust and Desire 50+ and went under the headline "Unga män på nätet vill bara ha sex". Our top three favorite quotes from this piece of deep digging journalism are as follows;

Marianne har nog dejtat hundratals män från nätet vid det här laget, tror hon. I princip har det bara resulterat i lika många kaffe latte på olika kaféer. [That's a lot of coffee]
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– Attraktion fanns, men sexuellt blev det en katastrof.
I hans huvud fanns inget annat än att pumpa in och ut.
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Jag blir trött och deprimerad av att inte kunna träffa en riktig själsfrände, säger Marianne.

We wish Marianne good luck and would like to point out that the key to happiness is first and foremost to fall in love with yourself. And believing that the children are our future.

Because, in the words of Isabel Allende; only a fearless and determined heart will get the gold medal.

Change the title

you really should change the title of your blog to 'mildly attractive hipsters with varying degrees of facial hair and expressions that denote disregard for social norms.' its long, but accuracy is important, you know.

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Dear Gabriel,

Thank you very much for reaching out and your most constructive feedback. Since I am assuming that you are a straight man; your suggested titel might be more appropriate. But the truth is that we really do wanna make out with these guys all the time, hence the current titel will continue to be in use for at least an unforseeable future. I hope you do not feel that your time was spent in vain and let's see if we will have the pleasure to make out sometime.


Kind regards,
IWMOWYATT

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Well, why, we simply love beautiful young men in white lace and white teeth. And the long-hair-and-mustache-combo is making a doublelicious come back on our list.

In business class we learnt that opportunity is always knocking, but are you listening? The art of making out is indeed very much about seizing opportunities, something that might explain why we are more compatible with the entrepreneurial Americans.
Swedes however, do not see the clear sequence of events;

a) After jitterbugging and slow dancing to Ray Charles and Love Will Tear Us Apart, the most natural thing is of course to sit down and make out, not complain about being dizzy, excuse yourself to use the men's room and then disappear.
b) Or after giving us a bike ride across town while the summer rain is pouring down, you might want to share a kiss in the midnight darkness instead of just waving good-bye and jumping into a taxi cab.

Another way of putting it is like advertising guru Paul Arden;
"Don't look for the next opportunity.
The one you have in hand is the opportunity."

Shy/lame/wonderful people everywhere, take note.

Because you're cute. And because we got a very nice compliment the other day when our ability to write poems for random people was deemed a more entertaining party trick than the iPhone aura photo application.

At our dad's cocktail party we overheard a gentleman comparing politics to boxing; "It's not how good you are at hitting somebody, but rather how well you can take the punches."

Since there are no good looking men in Swedish politics, we'll keep our summer spirit with some sun-kissed party makers instead.

Because happiness is to have your name saved in someone's phone book followed by a ♥.

Because we like beaches, we like houses, we like 'sup mag, we like beards, we like long hair, we like likeminded and we like shameless self-promotion. And we are especially fond of moments when all of these come together;

What was your biggest dream as a teenager?

Alex: I was pretty stupid really. I just wanted to hang out with my friends and drink beer.

Like everyone, really.
Victoria: I definitely wondered about the future but I think I also just wanted to be in love. I just really wanted a boy to be in love with me. I was pretty sure it wasn’t going to happen. It didn’t happen.
Alex (laughing): And it will never happen!

Awww.
Victoria (laughing): Yeah, I just wanted to kiss and make out basically.

Excerpt from 'SUP Magazine 22, Beach House interview by Laura Martin, photography by David Ellison.

We were, like many notable creatures like Barack Obama and Louis Armstrong, and maybe even this pair of free spirited dudes, born on August 4th. If you happen to be in Brooklyn, please join us in celebrating our first birthday at Enid's this Wednesday from 7 pm.
We will be making out all the time.

- You wanna make out too much.
- Did you just hear what you said?
There is no such thing. That's like saying you wanna breath too much.

To be fair, the guy said he was an asshole from the beginning. We do not fully agree, but there is definitely a fine line between that and being plain stupid.

Because RSVP-ing is not your thing.

We just finished Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being and let us share a few of the more memorable quotes concerning our favorite topics;

Chance and chance alone has a message for us. Everything that occurs out of neccesity, everything expected, repeated day in and day out, is mute. Only chance can speak to us.
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What is flirtation? One might say that it is behaviour leading another to believe that sexual intimacy is possible, while preventing that possibility from becoming a certainty. In other words, flirting is the promise of sexual intercourse without a guarantee.
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Does he love me? Does he love anyone more than me? Does he love me more than I love him? Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short. Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.

Because if there is one thing we have to pick, that we love the most, about New York City - it has to be the human capital. Especially the abundance of gorgeous music men with beards. This, in combination with sunny days and warm night is simply irresistible, and we are once again convinced that Heaven is right here on Earth.

Because you are the favorite person of our favorite Greenpoint native, who happens to have a happy birthday today. And because our relationship with Rockaway Beach is like a love story. It fills our lungs with fresh air, we are reborn after every dip in the salty waves, and it just gets more beautiful every time we go there.

- How old are you?
- I'm twenty-seven.
- Damn. I was hoping you were gonna be twenty-two or something.

We believe that this is what is called a backhanded compliment. It is assumed to be flattering looking younger than you are, but apparently the nightly adventures becomes less of a good story if you are more similar in age. Ah, American gentlemen.