If Oscars were fairly distributed around the world, they would all reach women. Each. No one can play as well as women.
Being a woman is extremely interesting.
On the one hand, you have tenderness, empathy, you can get up at six to make a beloved sandwich, and you are touched when in the film she confesses her love through the moonlight and the soundtrack of Adele, on the other hand, every time you can, your claws automatically they stick out and you become a mean man.
For example, when your boyfriend says that the girl is pretty.
Or when something nice comes out. Not you.
If I was MAKE UP like that, I look so pretty too
One of my favorite, feminine texts – available almost under every beautiful photo of an actress, friend-model, or girl who is considered attractive by a group of colleagues. For some reason, some women CANNOT survive that there are other pretty girls.

In fact, they are certainly not so beautiful. Certainly it’s Photoshop, makeup, hairstyle, professional make-up artist, clothes, money or an Instagram filter, because it’s IMPOSSIBLE for someone to be just nice and yet have the audacity to take a picture for others to see. Because, of course, when we take a photo it’s very spontaneous, but when a photo is taken by a beautiful woman, it is definitely for others to admire her. FOR SURE.I am also amused when women who write or say such comments deny that they do not speak so jealous, but simply express their opinion. Of course. We all believe you.
BITCH!
Double standards – something that annoys me the most. No one is angry at men who love high heels, short skirts and sexy outfits, and sometimes look at photos of women dressed in this way: this is considered normal. But when a girl throws a photo in a more or less sexy pose, she wears more or less feisty tights, puts on a short mini or so it will be – what a misfortune! – you can see a piece of breast, conversation begins and even quarrel and jealous women!What a bitch! How can you dress like a prostitute? What a provocative outfit! Blablabla. Always the same. The most interesting thing about all this is that in 90% the authors of these texts are … other women.
As if this short skirt, neckline, buttocks disturbed something and destroyed the day. As if the fact that there are other attractive women in the world besides us was so terrible that we can’t survive him. As if none of us – with a hand on our hearts – would never have dressed sexier for our man or not.And then somehow we are not whores. But every other woman – yes. What nonsense!Let’s arrange: I would not throw my photo in underwear on instagram with an open ass and mouth like a duck’s beak, but I have nothing against the girls who do it. I follow some of them because they are often American trainers who motivate me to act. The short skirt didn’t hurt me, so why should I have a problem with her owner?The fact that you call someone a slut because he is dressed short does not mean bad about him but about you. That’s the truth.
SURE IT IS SUCCESS THROUGH THE BED
It is said that people are generally jealous, but when I remember all the unpleasant comments that I saw somewhere on the web about some stars, they are always written by women. Always. I do not know where it comes from, I know that we are quite jealous.When our butt burns, because someone else is successful, we go through ourselves in coming up with texts that can offend someone. Sperm whales and pates are flying, texts about the fact that if she had a child, she would certainly not be so slim, or that what about success, since her husband is cheating on her.Such a note: telling someone that he has anorexia / is fat / ugly / has a job by sleeping with his supervisor / is a whore, does not express his own opinion or opinion, but is rude. Nobody will tell me that insulting someone and defending “free speech” is logical. No, it’s not. I wonder how such girls would react if someone came to them on the street and said: “hey darling, you’re fat! That’s how I express my opinion. “
WOMAN FOR WOMEN ENEMY
It’s sad that instead of supporting ourselves, we often prefer to muddy ourselves, to put our feet on the ground, to say something stinging or to talk behind us. Hello, we should stick together! After all, who run the world? Girls!However, I have the impression that some of us treat being a woman as competition. You know, eternal competition – which is a better mother? who is a better girl? Who is more attractive? Which one is more successful? Which one is slimmer?Damn it girls Why do we need it?? In a world in which we are judged anyway, whether we want it or not, in a world where we often look at a pretty face and nothing more, in a world where it is sometimes really difficult to be a woman, we step by as if we were not enough, we fought stereotypes and obstacles.Think how beautiful our buttocks would be if we relaxed for a moment and instead of constantly carrying a stick in a known place, they patted each other on the back and said: well done, girl! I’m so proud of you.

