Monday, 26 August 2013

How Disney screwed me up

For all long as I can remember, I have been a Disney fan. Not just a small Disney fan, but a hardcore fan. I can probably recite every single word in Aladdin, including songs: Prince Ali fabulous he Ali-Ababoua (I seriously wrote that as it sounds...) "TEN THOUSAND YEARS can give you such a crick in the neck!" Those Genie words. PRICELESS. How amazing was that movie? How romantic is that magic carpet ride? A whole new world! So magical, so beautiful, so dreamy. I'm sure every 10 year old boy had a crush on Jasmine. "Do you trust me?" AWW. 



Sunday, 11 August 2013

You are the Queen - Act like it.

Hope you all had an amazing weekend! Mine was... eventful. As always. If I was anonymous, and no one knew who I was, and I could just write about whatever, boy would I have some interesting stories for you. Now I have to cover them up in "well written thoughts" camouflaged by a little blabla, some words of wisdom and friends' personal experiences intertwined with my own. Yes I admit. I don't want my public stuff out there. So. Without giving too much detail of my weekend, let's just say I fell upon an interesting situation that now makes me feel like a powerful person again.

I am not talking about powerful like a politician here, or like Zeus. But more like "in control of my shit" powerful. I think as women, we should always be "in control of our shit".