A person who put the mp3 together with the house key so as not to forget the key… According to a friend, she is exaggerated and true like Dalila, from Cazuza’s song, the singer that she loves. She was already a fan of Madonna, Roxette, INXS and even Menudo ( she confesses). Nowadays, she listens to music from Legiao Urbana to Damien Rice, passing through Almir Sater.
She likes straight hair, but on the other women… She is always changing her hair colour and size. Even “Narcise”, if she could, she would spend some days on another body, just to vary for a while.
From the astral sign Pisces, like the Portuguese sentence says: “fish dies because of the mouth”… Normally, she says what she thinks and she is always in trouble because of that. She tries to understand the other ones point of view and attitudes, therefore, she overthinks… She is the type of person who thinks, thinks, thinks and ends up jumping into the abyss…
She never remembers films' names and actors, but she is capable of citing whole dialogues from her favourite films. She can not memorize her friends’mobiles, but she still remembers the telephones of her childhood friends.
Capable of using different socks and going out with the shirt back to front, she loves a old jeans and a simple sandal. Preferably, without shoes… A basic black dress also fits really well…
She hates waiting and gets crazy in traffic jams. Movement, movement… She has serious problems to keep quiet. However, like children, if you start a DVD, she becomes a statue. Furthermore, with regard to children, she loves them, being capable of being a baby together, rolling on the grass… But she also says that children have a “expiration date”, before her low tolerance runs out…
She loves a big night at a disco, in a pub, or exploring the secrets of a good book. With her friends, she is always happy, the place does not matter.
She hates frustration and knows the “ name” of hers – few, fortunately. She has an Aquiles’ knee, but she enjoys swimming. If you allow, she turns the world, slow and continuously. She loves travelling and exploring new places. However, she considers her own house a sacred place where her friends have free access. For a friend, she can get up at four in the morning, although she hates to be woken up. It does not matter where she is, she takes her friends in her heart’s memory.
She prefers to smile than cry, but, sentimental, she can be sad watching advertising, or burst into tears watching Lassie… She loves animals that, for her, represent sincerity, pureness and loyalty.
She loves all sorts of cameras: digital, manual or really old ones. She loves writing and she says it is like the soul sliding from her fingers. She dislikes living without computers, Internet, but she loves spending long periods in remote places, enjoying mother Nature and “ recharging her batteries”… Sea bath, camping, hand gliding, walking, fishing….
She does not eat red meat, but she is crazy for chocolate. She changes a meal for a fruit salad, with the mango taste of her childhood on her grandfather’s farm; mango removed from the tree that, according to her uncle, it is really pleasant to see her eating, with all the face smeared…
Big eater, she is crazy for cookies and cream ice cream, camembert, prawns, calamaris, petit gâteau, four cheese pizza, garlic bread, ceasar salad, salmon with passion fruit gravy, octopus à doré, poulet à la française and any Mexican food. And, when she is away from Brazil, she misses caldinho de feijão, either from Arco do Teles or from Na Pressão, wherever...
She is allergic to the majority of medicine. Weak, she is capable of sleeping with medicine for flu. But she drinks like a fish; an expression that she loves. She never drinks when she drives. Therefore, when she had a car, during the weekend, the car was left in the garage...
To her workmates, it is always surprising that she smokes, drinks and really knows how to have fun. To her nightlife partners, it is unbelievable how serious she is when working ...
Danizinha, Dani, Danita, Dan Dan, Dã, Cris, Little Dani, Danielita, Possum… It does not matter the name, she prefers to be a paradox-walker than having the same old ( and unchangeable, standardized ) opinion about everything...
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário