on the top

Ok, sometimes they DO are not confortable, but wearing a beautiful pair of high-heeled shoes, makes all the difference!

Actually, a nifty bag too. They give life to the look... anyone, glamourizing women, growing self esteem!

Sacrifices which worth all efforts... ;)

loving

Stop the habit of biting fingernails... 

A proof of love! 

(mainly the self one) 

It's a matter of vanity and pride, a sign of prosperity.

With zip, pluck, pretty claws!

organic!

Space is required to let libraries breathe.

Like accordions, they enlarge and compress whenever necessary... Much more movement than I could imagine! (for a quiet tranquil place!)

Tellingly, books demand brawn (not just brain!). Good agility, touch and equilibrium also help to handle them.

Enough effort! Surprisingly good. Alive...

everything is possible

Nothing could be stronger than our dreams.

We must attempt. It's never too late to start life over, differently, in a good  way.

Hey ho, let's go! I believe, and help you.

(what about you?!)

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Any effort, every little step is very important to reach anything we want. However, it will always have temptations on the way - (bad) past things that are supposed to remain there... away.

How unbeatalbe will us let them be as to disturb and hinder us to achieve it? Will them trip us, deviating us completely from our goals?

We can NOT forget we are not alone. People can help, strengthen together our foible.  

We must be patients, married. Love is crucial, reinforce. 

Everything counts. Nevertheless, it's always a personal decision. 

It's all about choices, (good)will(power).

many women, few orgasms

Studies show that 70% of women has never reached orgasms with their partners. Ok, masturbating they come, but ... it would be better doing it together, wouldn't?!

I think so, besides hope for that. That's not to say, though, through penetration... It'll be easier for them with a long arousal period and foreplay games.

It seems that men are not efforting enough, once their partners fake orgasms. Really: women OFTEN do that, mainly in order not to disapoint them.

In this way, ladies help to build both lazy and impatient men, who will not be worried with women's pleasure. After all, they don't have to do their best in bed... by our own fault!

Well, today, in Orgasm Day, my campaign is to help boys to satisfy girls, before they leave them (joking...). In this article, some basic and simple efforts which men can do to change this unhappy situation. 

Good luck and practice!

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paradise

In the opposite direction of this occidental reality, in Mangaia, an island in the South Pacific, women live well (VERY well, indeed). There, while they learn to come, ALL men learn how to perform cunnilingus and bring their partners to orgasm (perhaps several times) before they have their own. 

Isn't wonderful?! Here, skilled gentlemen as those we hardly meet... Unfortunatelly.

Looking for a picture to illustrate this part of post, I found this kind of Aurora Borealis photo of there, its sky... a heaven for me.

Oh, my ("consumption") dreams... (!)

indo...

... pelos inspirantes caminhos de Caio Fernando Abreu.

so far

If there is NO space between us, how can I stand be as distant?

My body asks for you! (its basic necessity now...)

Saudade.

along with mum

Today, on Mother's Day, althought it hasn't been, I confess that could had happened with me...

I have never thought that I really was pregnant. However, some times I wonder myself about my life... How it would be with children? Or rather: how I would be as a mother?

Well, firstly, I strongly believe that my life would be completely different now if I have kids. For instance, I would not be here, in Rio. Probably, I would have travelled less than I did in addition of have too much responsibility and worry than now. At the same time, I would  feel some unique love that I reckon only who the mothers know...

Me, as a mother, I suppose I'll be a free woman. Struggling, I would carry my offsprings with me everywhere. Maybe this predisposition was brought about by my mother when she camped with a 12-day little girl! - believe it. It seems something hippie. It wasn‘t though. Of course that happened due to my father, who used to love camping trips besides never minds either about both his wives and kids' convenience.

Afterwards, later their separation, I became a separated-woman daughter. So, I was all my childhood used to sleep on chairs of any bar or restaurant. It was good for me, since gave me huge notion of reality while allowed my mother to enjoy her youth. I’m proud about her effort. Necessary - after all, she was free (besides beautiful) to live, find someone else, etc. I just have to compliment her! [Mum, happy Mother's Days. Thank you for everything you still do for me!]

Bar, trips, carnival, parks, dinners, some friends meetings… In my opinion, in all those events is possible to take kids along. Of course they need special cares, likewise a little comfort. Whereas that it is solved, single mothers/fathers (in the same way, couples) are able to follow they fellows at their programming.

Ok, I forget to mention that have patience is essential. However, once children are used to be with you at these moments, as a consequence they are supposed to behave themselves well. Hence, it is a matter to keep them socially active in order to not make them as boring as bored - for sure, all which we try to avoid. 

Nevertheless, I hope to be married with the father of my children to give them a standard family (or at least try it!). I wish to, but if it wont be my destiny, I’m not planning to be at home, locked, with my progenies, wasting my life as a woman. Become a mother doesn’t mean that the sexual life is finished - something important to advise not only divorced, but married ladies too - some simply forget their (poor) husbands, putting them aside as a result of maternity.    

struggler mum

The way I see it, have children as a roll is interesting once you make a good use of the baby’s furniture, his clothes, toys… almost everything. On the top of that, they are going to make each other company, be friends, while you naturally  get less stressed and relieve a little of worry about them.

Having twins is a dream that I would to come true. I can’t agree with who says that is a doubled work! Obviously it will have more tasks, but not 50% further! Let’s face that if you are going to breastfeed, change diapers, cleaning poop and many vomits, lose any sleep over one baby, why not over one (or two) at one dash?

Well, I said before that, as a mother, I’ll be a brave struggler one.

in the name of (self-)love

There is nothing worst for a woman than someone asking her if she is pregnant, when indeed she isn‘t. In other words, that means she is fat.

Then, if she has already thought about, this fact represents the deadline to start working out immediately. There are no excuses to evade it anymore.

Actually, even a slight effort to recover health damages is valid. Fortunately, positive physical shifts have happened since visiting often the gym.

Two months later, it is great to hear eulogies when wearing the same clothes which brought in the past doubts about the shape of the body. I confess it is too satisfying, once my ego was massaged. After all, women are silly; they puffed up.

Becoming slimmer increases any self-esteem, letting it swelled as a peacock. That improves inclusively the sex performing. It is not only a behaviour change, but a choise that means so much for life...

Thus, make itself thin is also good for loving.

mockery
(or should I say “cowardice”?)

Weighing against it (literately), there are many kind of sweet temptations. I reckon nobody has pointed them better than Marisa Monte through her song “Não é Proibido” (lyric of her, Dadi and Seu Jorge).

Jujuba, bananada, pipoca,
Cocada, queijadinha, sorvete,
Chiclete, sundae de chocolate,

Uh!

Paçoca, mariola, quindim,
Frumelo, doce de abóbora com coco,
Bala juquinha, algodão doce e manjar.

Ironically, it is one of my favourite ones to workout, likewise most part of those treats appetize me so much - chiefly popcorn and icecream, I confess. Actually, any dessert inspires me to loose weigh as well burn calories while exercising (for sure, thinking about them, that I will be able to eat one day again with no blame).

moments

It says that at 6pm is the angels' time. So, I’m always trying to pay attention in everything which happens exactly at this rush hour.

Often (unfortunately) some problems suddenly emerge in the end of the working hours not only to keep us until later at office, but to proof our capacity to solve it, mastering the difficulties and, finally, have this corner turned.

On the other hand, it is the perfect occasion to receive some call and invitation. It is almost night and the deadline to do something special is not over yet.

A resolution opportunity... Give your good luck a chance!

lent

Started yesterday the time of changing. It is a 40 days period for everybody lead their lives to the best way. However, it doesn’t means merely do the right choices into a purification. It’s necessary to dedicate their lives entirely and understand its full reason - their vocation, incumbence and also their missionary’s field of action.

I recognize both my responsabilities and the essential effort to achieve my goals. Thus, my future is being defined right now. Although everything has happened to frustrate my plans, all my losses, I wish nobody ill… only justice(!), and health - for me, to take all I owned back (actually, even more… new captures!).

Nothing is by chance. Let’s go ahead and wait for…

morrer na praia

(or something like: snatch defeat from the jaws of victory...)

From the beginning to the end. It was the start-spot of everything. I couldn’t forgot to visit Iemanjá in her kingdom!

It’s simply wonderful can dive into the sea, take a sun shower, saying goodbye to Rio in the best possible way: on the beach.  On the other hand, this is the exact place where some goals die… (in Portuguese means something doesn’t happens when is in the pipeline).

I’m a battle woman. I live here since 2004, overcoming all difficulties. Definitively: it is (and will be) NOT my case, even being tired and a little depressed due to a hard and painful 2010.

Offer and protection for a much better 2011. Thanks, inclusively by all mistakes… (that happen, and became me even stronger)

Salve, salve!

just be good

So… changes are necessary.

It has been a while since I should had started… But, now, is my right moment (each one has yours). 

The fact is that, at any given time, we MUST choose what we want and go straight-ahead to make our dreams come true – nobody else is going to do it for us.

It's up to us this decision. It’s a challenge. After all, everything has its price. Effort is essential. And every blessed day is important in the direction of this way, step by step. Persistence and perseverence always!

Every now and then I wonder if I am disappointing myself just when I can't reach long-awaited scores. Then, to get closer to my goal, I decided I’m moving on. Every why has a wherefore.

*Finally, I really don’t avoid Portughese, EVEN. Could be Spanish if the world was different, or also French… and, maybe, in the future, will be another language – perhaps Chinese. Why not?

The world is round.

van reizen

Praticar exercícios com vista para a Baía de Guanabara ao anoitecer - Cristo Redentor e Pão de Açúcar iluminados... ao som de uma seleção fresquinha e caprichada no Ipod, não tem preço!

Finalizo o ano de 2010 correndo (literalmente) atrás do prejuízo, em busca de meus objetivos. ‘Vamo que vamo’! O que não for feito agora, só ano que vem... 2011 vem aí cheio de novidades, mais próspero, BEM melhor!

Mente sã, corpo são. De alma e coração.

vereda

Ninguém disse que seria fácil. Nunca. Nem eu acredito muito naquilo que vem de graça, sem esforço.

Prefiro conquistar o que possuo, seja o que e como for. Não nego, no entanto, que um pouquinho de sorte é sempre bom. Ajuda.

Convicta, sigo forte no propósito, passando pelas vírgulas, rumo a meu ponto final. Reticências agora... no aguardo de resultados, depois de alguns testes.

O+

É esse é o tipo deixado em cada trabalho que faço. Dou meu sangue, não porque me pedem ou exigem explicitamente, mas porque me esforço MESMO, oferecendo o melhor de mim, na raça. Mas, por vezes, e infelizmente, o mesmo acontece em função de socos no estômago ou facadas que acabo levando.

Ser apunhalado (seja pelas costas, ou descaradamente), intencionalmente, ou “sem querer”, no trabalho, amor, amizades... por quem quer que seja, e pelo o que for (!), é uma das piores sensações que se pode ter. E não pelas feridas em si, mas pelo desapontamento envolvido.

Esse é o tipo de dor que deixa cicatrizes, marca para sempre. Talvez quem agrida chegue a esquecer um dia, mas quem é violentado pode até perdoar, superar, mas não consegue esquecer jamais. Depois de um tempo, a gente aprende a se esquivar, a evitar, sendo mais difícil de nos atingir (profundamente). E até dói menos a frustração, o desrespeito sofrido. A hemorragia é menor, estancada mais facilmente.

Perdas e danos deixam-nos mais fortes, esta é a verdade - o próprio filme homônimo mostra isso. Mas haja sangue, desgaste e lágrimas derramadas!

o meu destino é ser star

Parece bobagem, mas eu me emocionei ao ver me nome na grande tela do clássico cinema Odeon, na Cinelândia, hoje à noite. Foi a première de DESTRICTED.BR no Festival do Rio deste ano, um projeto em que artistas plásticos dirigiram curtas pornô.

Para qualquer reles mortal, ir a um evento chique, poder estar entre as celebridades, ter seu nome grafado junto ao de estrelas e consagrados diretores e produtores é uma oportunidade única. Espero que este não seja o meu caso... Afinal, tenho muito o que pastar ainda, e, então, colher mais sementes plantadas em anos de trabalho - repito: TRABALHO.

O melhor de tudo é ver (e ouvir), depois da exibição, os aplausos e os comentários elogiando logo aquela parte de responsabilidade sua... Nada paga o reconhecimento ao esforço e acerto.

Agora, sigo rumo a Bollywood [risos] - bem bobona eu... orgulhosa!

pro que der e vier

Recebo a notícia que desagradei alguém. Um xiita que me lê, passa a me perseguir. O motivo? As minhas críticas ao comportamento radical e desumano de alguns de seus, da política que pregam.

O gatinho sabe de mim pelas linhas que me descrevem. Fica enciumado quando publico algo que pensa não ser relacionado a ele. Não entende que muito do que expresso, por vezes, é ficção, fantasia.

Desacordos, insegurança... O impacto em minha vida daquilo que faço é esperado. É física: toda ação gera uma reação igual e oposta. Os frutos que colhemos são o resultado do que plantamos.

Rego a plantinha da minha vida, visto a camisa, trabalho duro para que tudo transcorra da melhor forma, para que as coisas aconteçam – e pro bem. Reavalio o que for necessário, aprendo com as experiências, para não errar mais.

O mundo conspira a nosso favor, e a vontade o rege. O objetivo é melhorar, acertar sempre. 'Vamo que vamo!' A hora é agora. Não há recompensa sem esforço, realização sem sonho, satisfação sem prazer.