fashion

Shopping windows… I mean: window shopping.

I love shopping and I hate shopping. Basically: what’s not to like? Who doesn’t like to get new stuff? It’s the spending money part that I hate. And the overwhelming feeling that I’ve got too many things and no place to put them (deep down in my soul I am a minimalist who owns only… Continue reading Shopping windows… I mean: window shopping.

The fiction story

The Diary of the Espresso Woman. Part 34.

Oh my God… I am so fed up with the office kindergarten! The “who’s who” on the social ladder and who plays with whom. Who loves whom…. Tired of it! When I was a kid I couldn’t wait to grow up. I didn’t like the childishness of the childhood anyway. Yep, that’s right. I wanted… Continue reading The Diary of the Espresso Woman. Part 34.