The Beautiful Losers are the people that live at the margins. The ones that dare to try, to live, to sing. The ones that aren’t afraid of failure, that pursue the beauty of it all. The ones that aren’t rebels, special, normal, alternative, crazy, underdogs, established; the only thing that they want is to find, once again, that perfect moment. This is a place where real literature happens; think of it as a double shot on the rocks, in a world of whiskey neats.