...And while everybody was having fun...

...I was having problems with my wardrobe. It was the most boring day of the week. you know...You spend all your week to think about relax and peace of the week end, and when it comes, you are bored. Sunday.  The horrible day . I kept thinking for all day long just about shopping, about outfits, about my nail polish, about what to wear and what to buy. It was interesting.. I mean, it was a kind of weird kept all your thoughts about the most wonderful thing of the world, but... Do you think a woman always think about clothes just because is the only way to comfort herself from something she doesn't have?

Are you undecided? So eat a piece of chocolate..

Is it possible being completly undecided on everything? Did you never happened to find all choices totally hard and difficult? Well, this is happening to me now. You know.. when you wake on the morning and you don't know if drink tea or coffee, if eat biscuits or cereals, if wear a dress or trousers...well, when it's like this, you get that it will be an undecided day. Is there a possibility to do all our choices without uncertainties? No, of course not. There isn't. And you know why? Because we are women. Every choice is complecated for us. It is complecated when you wake up and start your day, maybe in a big city or in a small village, with nobody understand you and your feelings. Sometimes i guess i could be born man and not a woman, maybe life would be much more easy, but then, i remember to mysel how strong and clever is a woman, and how i don't have to forget it. I think every woman around this world don't have to forget it and remember to herself that all choices are the most perfect choices that she could ever make in her life. So, be strong, be indipendent. Don't forget it.

Saturday morning

This is one of those perfect morning that a woman has just few times in her life. I'm sitting in my flat, with my big cup of hot coffee, watching the bustle of the city, thinking about what people are doing in  this kind of mess. Sure, it's Saturday morning!! You know..Milan is always a chaotic city... angry drivers, workers late and models around everewhere. Even if it's Saturday, the city is always in a big mess. Well that's not like NYC, but it's almost as it. I love my messy city, every time that i watch on it, and this is a perfect morning because i am with my lovely loneliness of my flat. So, why don't finish my breakfast, open my wardrobe, take a beautiful dress and go outside in the big mess? Yes i will do it. Enjoy your Saturday!!