is wrapping up the Milan fashion week, to begin with that of Paris, are about to begin classes at the 'university, the days get longer and is going to change the' time (legal or solar solar Legal ? do not know, these things confuse me!) I'm about to start (missing 29 days, yeaaa!) and I put the clothes in the washing machine but it is useless as it pours and I let you lay up trans-shipped from the lying fuchsia basket. The Oscar
ended with bitter disappointment to my "The Social Network" in favor of "The speech of the King" and no surprise-for-deserved statuette to Natalie Portman for "The Black Swan."
We are therefore in a period of transition.
Something has ended, something is about to begin.
Thursday evening in Paris, was stopped John Galliano with accusations of 'mild violence' and 'anti-Semitic insults and racist' and was temporarily relieved by 'job as creative director (since 1996) the House of Dior .
I'll tell you, Dior is perhaps a good thing. Although Galliano has been defined l 'enfant progige world of couture, I always found her creations designed to impress at all costs rather than to accompany the woman's body during an important event.
Maybe mine is a blasphemy and stoned for this but I will come if we really want to quibble then we couture Elie Saab, let us make a cast, coliamolo 's gold and receive a life-size statue in every suburb of Paris as an example to follow devotion!
Are you wondering who demon turkish c 'enter the title with this post?
scamps, you have a moment of patience el 'secret is revealed!
Saturday evening here in Catania has unleashed a storm of the century, so me and my amorottolo, not exactly very common agreement, we have decided to remain sprawled on the sofa in my living room to contend for the remote control of Sky.
Needless to say I had the upper hand and won Bride Wars Forrest Gump.
Oh, well, not raising his hand to a remote control with pre-menstrual syndrome meteoropathic (God, how I hate the rain!) And not prevented from watching a romantic comedy that has already seen hundreds of times, not ago and nothing!
And in fact my boyfriend has been waiting patiently for me assopissi on her knees to pull out the scepter from his hands and claim victory by splashing a sports channel to 'more!
And let
But in unnecessary talk and come to the point.
C 'is a phrase of the monologue that you find up here in the video that made me think:' sometimes you really find that special person who will be next to you no matter what happens '.
But is it really possible?
According to a study of some universities fool not to know where we spend an average of four years of our lives to fight.
was fighting over the car park at the mall for the movie to see, too many to look for divergence 's opinion, a joke, a joke, to release tension .... Short-ultimately-all excuse to fight.
So there must 'be a very strong feeling that two people (who have two friends, lovers, couple, two turtles) resist the temptation to continue to fight.
But is it really fair to round off their corners for the happiness of others?
And ours?
It 's really possible to find a' meeting is satisfied that goat-cabbage, or the end-of either party pretends for the common welfare?
I, as tends to pander to the other, most likely because of laziness, which are never hid the dark corners of my character and I willingly accepted those who did not want to have anything to do with me but in- reality-those who show themselves for what they really are?
-E-I still wonder why we make peace?
a convention? For lack
?
of habit? For
want?
And why not make peace?
For pride? For
stubbornness?
for stupidity? There really
of disagreements that can not be solved?
For posterity 'judge.
your litigious, R.
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