A woman about her clothes... and shoes.

I've been organizing my wardrobe lately, I had a LOT of laundry and ironing to do.
After some time of puting clothes in there I realized that not even a single piece would fit in my wardrobe or it would explode all over my bedroom.
"How the hell I have so much things??!!" I thought. The answer is simple: we women never get enough of clothes and shoes.
We also create a strange relationship with them, even if some of them don't fit us any more or are so old that is completly embarrasing to wear them in public we can't just throw them away. "Oh, I wore this on that night", "oh this was whatever-name that gave to me", blabla blaaaaa.

It's not that we're too materialistic or futile, it's just that we have feelings for some things... and clothes and shoes are some women's favourites, well at least I speak for myself!

Disenchanted Lullaby...

... Sing me yours, I'll sing you mine.

In the end.

I don't know if I should pity your disgusting self or hate you for being so.
Anyway both feelings pop into my head when your name is spoken and it's only natural to be that way.
But more than hating you I do pity you. A lot. I wish you could be helped, you could learn, you could actually change. But that's when the hating part comes: you can't be helped because you think you're right and know what you're doing, you'll never learn because you're not able to be teached, your pride and over confidence are too high to let someone ever give you a different perspective of life and relations, listening is definetly not part of your traits... and so you'll never change.
I saw many people like you get the other side of the coin of their actions and, believe me, it's not pretty.
I know it's the worst thing it could happen to you and well, it will, you can't stop it from coming.

In the end bitch, you'll be alone.

Rant on Rain...

I do love rain.
I enjoy a nice rain storm, a good thunder and a grey day.
But this is starting to get on my nerves, enough with this weather already!!
I need sun, I need my walks, I need some color on my face, I need the mood boost that only the sun can give ASAP!

Best Friends

I'm really pissed off right now.
And on the other hand really glad.
Pissed because I saw a video on PETA about the University of Utah and what they do to animals. These freaks bring animals from shelters to do tests on them. Are you INSANE?! Have you no heart at all??? How can people who are on an UNIVERSITY and suposely EDUCATED do things like these to defenseless, sweet creatures as cats and dogs? They brought a pregnant cat from a shelter and KILLED all her kittens doing tests... To every single one who did and still does this I have 2 words:

FUCK YOU!

I'm glad, just really glad I adopetd Selena, so that she can never cross the likes of assholes like you and for the record, she's the most loyal, protective, sweet, caring, understanding friend I've EVER HAD.

Alice in Wonderland

Yesterday, as a huge Tim Burton fan that I am, I saw Alice in Wonderland
And as usual, Tim, Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter never let me down!

Grey Hair

Yesterday I found myself in front of the mirror brushing my hair and suddenly 3 beautiful white lines shined out of it.
I didn't panic like most women, in fact, I looked at my face and I was smiling.
The problem of most women with the first grey hairs on their heads is that they can't face the coming of age. Do people actually have in their minds that they will live forever and look like they did in their young years?! How square and delusioned they are...
Aside from that I find extremely offensive that people consider the coming of age as somthing negative in life... beeing older means also beeing wiser, experienced, having more knowledge.
But what could I expect from a society that completly ignores their elders??!


I love my grey hairs, and there's nothing in the world that will make me hide them or rip them off.