digging toes into the foreign soft sand, sunbeams tingling the skin on your face, the smell of the empanadas cooking greasily in the vendors pan… ahhhhhhh.
a woman is strong: she likes herself and knows she is liked.
a cosmopolitan woman who has toured the world but who doesn’t forget her roots.
a woman who indifferently wears extremely sexy guêpières or bras that can be seen under sheer clothes, contrasting them with the very masculine pinstripe suits complete with tie and white shirt or a men’s vest.
she always wears very high heels which, in any case, give her both an extremely feminine and sexy way of walking and unmistakable posture. she loves that so masculine cap imported from Sicily and the rosary of the first Communion which she wears as a necklace.
she can indifferently be a manager, wife, mother or lover but she is always - and in whatever case - thoroughly a woman.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines.
Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover.