"Buenos días and fuck your mother!" are the first words out of Carlinhos da Silva`s mouth as he strolls into dance class on Monday morning. He’s clutching a cup of coffee like it’s his last salvation, and his tone is uncharacteristically monotone. A flat-billed hat sits on his huge head, and a neon...

What in the world am I going to wear? is the first question that comes to mind when my photographer friend Sergio offers me a free press pass to a Buenos Aires Fashion Week (BAF) show. Buenos Aires, the style-conscious capital of Latin America, is home to hoards of women...

A friend told me about an office building inspired by Dante´s La Divina Commedia. The trajectory of the building spans an ascent through hell, purgatory, heaven, and nirvana, so we decided we had to go check it out. Palacio Barolo is a gaudy office building with turrets and balconies and a cuppola on...

The world of Boca Juniors fans is loud, roudy, and raw. I went to my first Argentine soccer game today, La Boca Juniors (much to the dismay of my roommate who's a Rivers fan) vs. Jujuy. The moment the colectivo passes into La Boca barrio of Buenos Aires on its way to the stadium, things get more...

I found out last night that the Inaugeration for the 2008 Olympics would take place at 9:00 am Argentine time. Excited about the flashy and overdone spectacles that Olympic Inaugeral ceremonies tend to produce, I made plans to show up at a friend´s hostel (my apartment doesn´t have a TV) around...

Nestled in a backstreet of Buenos Aires's Abasto neighborhood sits El Centro Cultural Konex, a large warehouse of a cultural center that houses concerts, performances, intellectual conferences, and on Monday nights, "Las Bombas del Tiempo." I was invited to Bombas, as it's affectionately called, my second...