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Where will I venture forth without my love?

Her ghost haunts my closed eyes.

She spreads her fingers wide in my mind like a dove.

My ears long again to touch her sweet lies.

The waves of her hair crash into my skin.

Her face is painted with the brush of infinite light.

The softness of her touch discloses life’s forbidden tin.

Her lips caress the surrounding sounds so bright.

All senses become a mere distant and forgotten dream.

Her simple beauty is one that I cannot resist.

Our puddles flow together to become one stream.

It is without the piercing of her voice that I cannot exist.

~I love you Gia

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(Written in March 2011, Sequel to What’s In A Name?)

I just found out that my latest lover graduated high school the year I graduated college. I’m having a slight panic attack. He seems my age or older, maturity-wise, career-level-wise, and in all his mannerisms and topics of conversation. So even though he looks not a day over 22, because of the aforementioned attributes, I thought he was in his mid-to-late 20s. Why did the age conversation never come up before?!

Actually, I vaguely remember disclosing my age, which I hate to do because I love skirting around the issue and playing the young card, but I thought he was two years older than he is—which, by the way, would still be two years younger than me. I just don’t know how a detail-oriented person like myself completely missed this very major detail. Or is it? Obviously it is not major to him; he has no problem with our difference in age.

Perhaps what bothers me about this really is my mistaken assumption. It is rare for a younger male not to seem younger, as it is uncommon for a male of the same age as or even a few years older than his female counterpart to be on par with her. We ladies are naturally much more mature. I just assumed…Well, we did meet through a mutual friend who is a few years older than me, so…? No. Never assume.

I love how it took me a year to even realize this. Am I robbing the cradle? It’s not like I’m making out with a 20-year-old for fun (which I can always justify); this is an adult relationship with a boy whom I thought was a man. I mean, he is a man, just a much younger one. The puma phase is sticking with me for life, even without my knowledge. *sigh*

Brazilian is one of the hottest words out there these days when it comes to beauty, especially among American women. It started many years ago with the Brazilian bikini wax, made famous by the J. sisters, then it was the Brazilian blowout and Brazilian straightening for hair. Most recently, it was the frenzy over the Brazilian diet pill.

Do a Google search on Brazilian, and you will find just about any female product or service under the sun linked to it. Putting “Brazilian” in a name equals higher revenue. Just think of your favorite supermodel; she’s probably from Brazil. There is something extremely exotic and intriguing about Brazilian women.

I asked my amazing Brazilian gal-friend, Marcela, what exactly she thinks is so fascinating to American female consumers about all things Brazil. Here is what she said:

Brazilians, generally speaking, are culturally very concerned with dressing SENSUALLY (stress on the word). Brazilians wear ‘small’ and revealing clothing more often than Americans do. Part of it can be associated with the fact that it’s a tropical country and warm most of the year. People will even give up comfort if they look attractive; it’s a way to boost one’s self-esteem. Americans are more concerned with comfort than looking attractive.

As my country’s economy gets better and people are starting to have more spending money, I notice they use it toward looking more and more fabulous in everyday life. It’s rare to see Brazilians without their nails done; most people have long straight hair (which is associated with beautiful hair, even if it’s not the most suitable for one’s face or shape). Also, heels here are almost mandatory.

I actually got a bit scared when I came back home this last time, and even I have become more ‘fashion oriented.’ I’m more concerned about always having my nails done (which I still do myself), and I choose my outfits more carefully. I even wear heels much more often than I did in Florida.

Brazilians are always finding new ways to improve this standard of beauty that has been developing over the years.

Well, my fellow American dames, let’s start to improve ourselves with what I’ve deduced from this: Never leave your house without looking stellar. Always be shaved, tanned, manicured, pedicured, makeup and hair done, dressed terrifically and wearing heels! This has an added benefit: with the confidence that comes from looking your best, you’ll naturally radiate even more beauty.


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