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Just as Picasso had his pink and blue stage, and we ourselves, we went through 30 and this is exponential according to age, the red stage.

You may ask what I mean and I mean simply that women when we all paranoia of adolescence and settled as pseudo women and settled in our comfortable, fully enjoying what we are, that's when begin a process of liberation and enjoyment of life that my logic is reflected in the use of red.

I know it sounds absolutely crazy and deranged my pose, but it's only a matter of observation, women after 30 years is appropriate the color red, not to mention the more than 45 that begin with the stage of animal print and Susana Giménez one either, but I will leave that for another column, the issue is that until a certain age women fear the color red until you discover and start using with fervor and passion.

If you look at ordinary girls, not very often used handbags, clothes, coats or dresses red, except those that passed that stage and are in the process of settling and women.

Basically I think that has to do with that red is a color that attracts attention and to some point in our lives, women prefer to go unnoticed, we have all kinds of trauma, shame and questions about ourselves, so to put on something red is like feathering with something that says "look at me, here I am" and approximately up to 30 years women hate going through those situations.

But everything comes, dear girls, and soloists enter the third decade after the crisis and suggested that we do as sense of a woman, we discover that we are spectacular, we do not have anything to envy to a 20 because we have experience, independence and do with our lives what we want, therefore, at the click that occurs in our head, we need to tell the world and the wonderful planet that we are neighbors, we want to get absolutely the shell in which we hide and the slogan is displayed and that all we see.

It is therefore impossible to think of another color sexiest, most striking and attractive red, which begins to look around our body, because until we would get red and laugh about it, without wishing that the earth swallow us up.

Obviously, when is caused by this process of liberation, we exaggerate a little, we women have to understand that part, so after two decades of watching and criticizing women who were painted red lips and nails, that turned red sheer dresses that wear shoes with red soles, until aromas are perfumed with red and red undergarments were sinfully so we go quite proud to carry us all red as possible, because it is the way to show ourselves and the world that we are women we accept as we are, we've passed the toughest self-criticism and have begun to look at us with love in the mirror.

Suddenly we observe a striking and We love to wear our red touch of life, provoking, enticing, noting that there are up to us and we can locate more easily because our striking red stage ...

Hopefully many more will be encouraged to enter before the time of red where there is less doubt, more security, a few certainties to struggle with life and pure color in hormones, skin and clothing ...

With that and the rest of us just look at us now we can understand in the red stage ...

Published in Journal

Depth, January 25, 2009

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Red Witch Taste



The syndrome is an evil witch grabs men after a certain time of marriage and wives positions in a little happy ...

The beloved as male sex seems to undergo a transformation that turns into a witch I think that to see the mole on the tip of the nose, the broom under his arm and a book of spells that tortures who crosses his path.

Women are well aware that this is not so, men, but nevertheless genetically loaded with that pathetic little speech from generation to generation and made them speak in their languages, hence their name of that springs naturally so ...

She is the witch from the time saying "NO" to something , as if she were responsible for having to put limits on the couple because usually if a woman stays quiet man can do anything he wants, with the simple excuse that one did not notice that certain things are no longer appropriate for them.

Obviously are fools to pass it better and with the simple pose of changing their plans into a state of existential suffocation and all the blame their problems, not read out with friends, not have their night of rock, not going to play ball, no ... no ... no ... it is the woman who magically transforms into a witch.

Putting women attributes of evil, is the clearest exposition of the immaturity of men than ever are primarily responsible for their actions and add them easier to blame the "witch" to assume the responsibilities incumbent upon the relationship of two they made.

And as the "witch" becomes the great excuse for everything, when they have no desire to do something using the bastardized image " to not look bad to their friends, if all the bad guy gets all the honors.

While the "witch" is one that assumes the parenting, which also imposes limits, which is crazy by taking them, while the husband arrived at night and asked scornfully, "what did" , obviously ignoring the daily crossing the "witch" done in post to maintain the rhythm of family life.

The "witch" is always spoken of much, it's like the speaker of the house, which gives ten orders per second, while thinking about so many things at once and organize its agenda her mental life, their children and obviously the ungrateful who gave that name, because obviously men without their "witches" would make less than half of the things they say do.

He complains much of the "witch", but he who asks the clothes, asked where he puts his glasses, which combine consulted with the shirt, which is desperate if she gets sick because he has no idea of \u200b\u200bthe home schedule, the routine of the kids and less to cook a decent meal for all guests.

is he who pleads with the "witch" to do something quickie for the small group of friends and there she is saving his life and making it become a super-spectacular food prepared in a short time, the "witch" that makes all the formalities because they hate the bureaucracy to stand in line for everything, they are the ones who care for them when they get sick and think to be dying, because when men want more exaggerated than us and it is what gives this area, which is actually the best potion, so that it soon feels wonderful.

is the "witch" that goes with his magical powers to be a servant to a queen in a few minutes and hidden attributes with the mesmerizing and soothes with a kiss or a gripping look ...

The "witches" are everywhere and sometimes we are very bad, able to invite the poisoned apple, as well as everyday spells save the lives of these men who at the time they see us as "fairies."

Depth Published in Journal, January 18, 2009

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Happy Days January



January

settled between us, between you and me, to make us feel a bit lazy and do not have any guilt ...

As if the city and its people build day, the month we are stepping back we certainly dense and even solo, all are gone, those who stayed we feel sleepy, sleepless in a strange bubble that leads our steps slow our needs are not so many after the excesses of the new year ...

The silence is palpable in the nap of the town in which we become, although believe us big city, and the cicadas with his hypnotic song make us feel that the world turns away from home. Some car crashing

interrupted the lengthy time of those two magic hours and the occasional child with little desire to sleep dares to go against her parents and fly on his bike on the sidewalks hot, burning with thirst. January

moves slowly, we still have this month of the year when the passage of the hours and days will not be seen as daily, all year we will have to live immersed in the stress and immediacy, for now we are used to sweet sensation, sometimes our grandparents told us, the passage of time was almost an eternity, and January is just that, the relic of old feelings word of mouth that was handed down and today we feel as our own.

People look into my eyes when walking and have time to talk, nobody dodge to get faster to a place, because the truth is that we need not reach anywhere, only traveled with the lightness and joy of a time that we feel dedicated to our needs and as a delicacy savored with pleasure.

We have a smile in his eyes to look as good as it gives us the beginning of the year and the energy of so many well wishes we have injected the fluid of life that we shared for 12 months, but now that we do not care , kissed to life in the mouth because the simple reason have air in our lungs, and feelings through the body that makes us all feel like a wonder to be experienced. We are happy

in January, concerns back in March, and there seems no debts or claims, no worries, no pain, no discomfort, no feuds, fights and disagreements ...

we feel that this month we take care of ourselves, dream vacations beyond concrete or not, because the mere idea of \u200b\u200bimagining it is healthy for your mind, read the books that we waited all year for us to read and enjoy both their words we become addicted to plunge into the world of others. We

sun, swim, enjoy an ice cream, look at the moon, and even we can fall asleep under his eyes pulled, we have a thousand times the stars, lost in their charm and feeling the sublime feeling that we generated when a light of them.

In January we like getting lost in the immensity of the night, for those paths that lead us only to happy places, we love to believe in everything and not to pigeonhole anything, we like to hear old stories and histories to store them in the trunk memories of our lives, we become a little child, a little naive, surprising all, we all crave more than what we imagine and the sky is a limit so much fantasy that crosses our soul ... so

January, a month for us, to heal all wounds, to mend the heartache, to be born again, because it's always good to start again ...

Published in Journal

Depth, January 4, 2009

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