Del Mazo, the Infanta Margarita, ca 1663 A friend passed me yesterday an order from a weekly article for news. Flattered, I asked him about the story. He was to write a short essay on the theme of women's day by producing "something light."
Something lighter? Legitimate expectation perhaps because it is known, lightness is in our genes to us women. Jingle bracelets, rustling petticoats, is the Women's Day! I, for the occasion, I intend to show my light I will run in a white dress on stairs, and then raise their arms when turning, as in deodorant commercials. And you?
Actually I thundered ... For which we shall take it to the limit, we know. I know for example that as a woman, I serve primarily to decorate. "Do you miss smile!" remember it does sometimes in the street, if perchance a sombre mood makes me forget my toothbrush lamp status.
I guess - at least I hope - Sponsor the newspaper, which prides itself to monitor the current political and social, provides a feature article on events taking place tomorrow. Without doubt it was about the balance by issuing a ticket for light we poor readers so quickly collapsed to the story of the misfortunes of the world? Plic a serious topic and a tear shed, ploutch accident mascara fssst a reader in less ...
This practice is it customary to the editor? We predict a slight short text on all matters seriously? My little finger (nail fee as it should) whispered to me that this idea is especially reserved for us, turkeys. You need air, light, yes, because you know, we like that, we recognize there is so us. Or is it really a normal item on a point of information? Last week was the stories of the radius chicken agricultural show and this week's theme of fun news for this exercise would be held the day of the woman?
Already, when we talk about women's day, I felt like a curtain on sale. But never mind. Exits to ridicule women by dedicating a day in the year, the least you would stick to what deserves to be publicized. The status of women in work, at home, in the world ... It is rather hard to do on the subject, light if any, light as salary of a cashier, as light coma a battered woman, light as a burka Summer ...
But I take me. It may be a simple disdain for bloggers, who were directed to request a nice text that does not eat bread. After all, blogging is not serious business, it is legitimate to those who practice it for good to just mindless fun on everything, right? For once, I'm glad I do not live my prose and I can afford to say: a lightweight text on women's day? Without me!
Actually I thundered ... For which we shall take it to the limit, we know. I know for example that as a woman, I serve primarily to decorate. "Do you miss smile!" remember it does sometimes in the street, if perchance a sombre mood makes me forget my toothbrush lamp status.
I guess - at least I hope - Sponsor the newspaper, which prides itself to monitor the current political and social, provides a feature article on events taking place tomorrow. Without doubt it was about the balance by issuing a ticket for light we poor readers so quickly collapsed to the story of the misfortunes of the world? Plic a serious topic and a tear shed, ploutch accident mascara fssst a reader in less ...
This practice is it customary to the editor? We predict a slight short text on all matters seriously? My little finger (nail fee as it should) whispered to me that this idea is especially reserved for us, turkeys. You need air, light, yes, because you know, we like that, we recognize there is so us. Or is it really a normal item on a point of information? Last week was the stories of the radius chicken agricultural show and this week's theme of fun news for this exercise would be held the day of the woman?
Already, when we talk about women's day, I felt like a curtain on sale. But never mind. Exits to ridicule women by dedicating a day in the year, the least you would stick to what deserves to be publicized. The status of women in work, at home, in the world ... It is rather hard to do on the subject, light if any, light as salary of a cashier, as light coma a battered woman, light as a burka Summer ...
But I take me. It may be a simple disdain for bloggers, who were directed to request a nice text that does not eat bread. After all, blogging is not serious business, it is legitimate to those who practice it for good to just mindless fun on everything, right? For once, I'm glad I do not live my prose and I can afford to say: a lightweight text on women's day? Without me!
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