There are nights when life feels like a badly shuffled game.
Because maybe love isn’t a plan at all. Maybe it’s closer to a casino: bright, hypnotic, a little cruel, and impossible to resist once you’re in.
Love feels less like destiny and more like bad odds under low light. Not tragic enough to make a scene, not kind enough to let you forget it. People arrive too early, or too late. One wants forever when the other can barely survive the week. The house, as always, seems to know something you don’t. So you sit there with your nostalgia, your almosts, your terrible timing, wondering whether you made the wrong move or just walked into the wrong room.
Galia is an Italian student and yoga teacher from Verona, the kind of person who crossed cities, miles, and a few former versions of herself to end up in Bogotá, in this hotel room, making the outside world feel briefly irrelevant. She hates ketchup on pasta, and honestly, she’s right.
We talked about luck, love, and the quiet humiliation of wanting something at the exact moment life decides to look away.
I already made my move. What about you?
Photography and Words by Alexander Tarazona
starring Gaia
Alexander Tarazona also contributed to our sold out C-Heads print volume 38. The issue delves into the art of slowing down, celebrates the joy of crafting, invites you to feel the freedom from society’s temporal constraints, and captures the alluring sentiment that everything looks more beautiful under the sun.
A chance to revisit the full story: ♥ Digital issue — available here.
Photography and Words by Alexander Tarazona @alextarazo
Model: Gaia @gaiaaflower
