(by Nives Batistić)
more thoughts: just feel the need to share that my bus driver today stepped back a little in surprise while handing me back my ticket and proceeded to tell me (in Italian of course which somehow makes it less creepy and only adorable) “mamma mia” - ya he literally went there way to fit a stereotype - “you are so beautiful! The most beautiful, my goodness!”
Today in the airport I realized that, in the recent past, a paradigm shift of sorts must have occurred in my brain. It came about after witnessing couple after couple embracing with goodbyes and strangely all I could do was smile at each one of them. I felt like an extra on the “Love, Actually” set. And I wasn’t sure if there love was just infectious or I was just still on a high from my weekend in Amsterdam (pun intended), but looking back now I think the answer is really simple.
My life is great. I am so happy and so lucky with everything that I am experiencing and all the places I’m going, but it goes even beyond that. I am so loved by so many fantastic people and knowing that can give you a high that will never go away.
Don’t get me wrong, I always knew I hit the friend and family jackpot, but it just becomes more and more obvious every day how incredibly lucky, and loved, I am. So a general thank you is in order to those who make me smile from ear to ear every damn day.
Nowadays the princesses all know kung fu, and yet they’re still the same princesses. They’re still love interests, still the one girl in a team of five boys, and they’re all kind of the same. They march on screen, punch someone to show how they don’t take no shit, throw around a couple of one-liners or forcibly kiss someone because getting consent is for wimps, and then with ladylike discretion they back out of the narrative’s way.
On the posters they’re posed way in the back of the shot behind the men, in the trailers they may pout or smile or kick things, but they remain silent. Their strength lets them, briefly, dominate bystanders but never dominate the plot. It’s an anodyne, a sop, a Trojan Horse - it’s there to distract and confuse you, so you forget to ask for more."
Sophia McDougall (via chubby-bunnies)