GRESS Magazine - December 2025

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THE PULSE OF 2025 2025 is not a year for the timid. Leonardo DiCaprio, Hollywood’s eco-warrior, isn’t just saving the planet—he’s selling it back in style. His Riviera hotel in Israel promises green guilt wrapped in luxury linens. Sustainability has never looked so seductive. Across the map, Russia whispers of a cancer vaccine that’s “100% effective.” Believe it? Maybe. But in a world addicted to miracles, hype often sells faster than truth. Still, if it sticks, it won’t just change medicine—it will rewrite mortality itself. Pop culture, of course, refuses to play nice. The Running Man is clawing out of the ’80s graveyard, darker and bloodier, a savage mirror of today’s binge-driven, death-match culture. And in music, even gods bleed—Beyoncé’s unreleased tracks allegedly stolen in a car break-in. When legends lose control, what chance do the rest of us have? Even the hum of progress has a catch. Electric cars glide silently into the future, but that silence is a curse for audiophiles. Without the growl of engines, the soundtrack of speed feels strangely hollow. What happens when technology strips away the thrill it promised? And then there’s desire—the one revolution we never outgrow. Tourists are fleeing Bangkok for Hanoi, chasing safety over scams. Intimacy guides whisper about hidden hot spots and bolder games in the bedroom. And women like Tasya, Stacy, Ariele, and Angelita stand as icons of contradiction: aloof yet hungry, elegant yet feral, tender yet mercilessly free. This is the pulse of 2025: nothing pure, nothing simple. Just beauty, danger, and desire—colliding without apology.